Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 130159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 651(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 651(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Seconds later, she let go of Seth’s lapels and swept the jacket from his shoulders. He rolled and wriggled until it fell to the floor. He hated wrinkling such an expensive suit, and it fucked with his OCD nature to leave Hugo Boss there, but Heavenly was far more important. God had invented dry cleaners for a reason.
Suddenly, he felt the good doctor’s hands sweeping up and down her body. He cracked an eye open and caught sight of the man’s lips at her ear again. “Good. Shirt next. Be quick.”
She shuddered between them.
It was obvious that her instinct was to verbally answer the command—something Seth would normally applaud—but he kept her mouth far too busy for talking, crushing her lips under his again and again. She gave in to him, opening to him, allowing him wherever and whatever he wanted. It was heady.
She fumbled her way down the buttons of his dress shirt, then slid the garment from his body as he worked the buttons at his cuffs free. The starched cotton fell to the floor near the forgotten coat.
Now they were both bare from the waist up, and he took hold of her, bringing her in until her warm breasts pressed against his bare skin. At the contact, they both groaned.
Seth grabbed her delicate jaw in his big hands, slanted his head above hers, and swooped down to consume her now pliable lips. She was almost his again…
Behind her, Beck dropped the rest of his clothes, then turned his attention to her, kissing his way down her body as he peeled her underwear past her hips and tugged them to the floor. “Step out.”
Automatically, she did. Beck pulled the tiny little garment free and held it up with a smile.
Immediately, the sweet spice of Heavenly’s pussy hit Seth’s nose—and triggered every feral instinct inside him. He shook with the effort to find his self-control and dial back his hunger.
“Good,” Beck praised, then eased her back against his chest as if he somehow knew that Seth had reached his limit. Then he took her breasts in his hands and pinched the tips as he murmured in her ear again. “You’re doing well. I think you enjoyed Seth kissing that pretty mouth of yours.”
“It’s swollen,” he told the doctor.
And it was. Her lips were plump and rosy and tempting as fuck.
“Good to know. Let’s see what else you can make swollen with your mouth, shall we?” Beck sent him a wolfish grin as he sat back on the bed, taking Heavenly down with him. He settled her pert ass between his spread legs and tugged on her hair until she lay back against him.
The move thrust her tits and their succulent pink berry nipples in the air, right in his direction.
God bless the motherfucker for being so perverted and devious.
The doctor pressed teasing kisses up and down her neck. “Seth?”
Fuck, yes.
Planting a knee between Heavenly’s spread thighs, he lowered himself onto the bed, braced his hands on either side of them, and kissed his way across her velvety tits, skimming his lips around the sides and tonguing his way near the stabbing points, now begging for his touch.
Nothing was sweeter than Heavenly’s eyes sliding shut and her back arching in invitation.
Some subversive part of him wanted to make her wait the way she’d made him, but he was too desperate for games. Instead, he leapt on her offering, latching onto her nipples with a greedy hunger that had her gasping. And the doctor helped right along, nipping at her lobe and breathing hot in her ear.
Heavenly whimpered.
“Does that feel good?” Beck growled. “Do you like his mouth on you? Do you like the way he sucks you deep and gives you pleasure?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“What was that? I can’t hear you.”
“Yes!” Her cry was a soft sob of pleading.
“Are those your nipples or mine?” Beck asked her.
“Y-yours.”
“That’s right. Arch more. Give them to Seth. Make sure he gets all he could want in his mouth. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she gasped out.
It turned Seth on even more.
He switched from one breast to the other, nipping, laving, and tugging. True to her word, she pulled her shoulders back and lifted in offering to his waiting mouth, searing him with her willingness. Some corner of his brain tried to tell him that she was merely pleasing Beck, but he knew better. She wanted him, too. And when she wrapped her arms around him, tunneling her fingers in his hair to keep him at her reddening, distending nipples, Seth was convinced of that.
Between them, she started shifting restlessly, uttering little whimpering wails of need. He couldn’t stop himself from swallowing the sounds and pinching her hard points relentlessly. For a moment, she tensed, and Seth worried he’d gone too far, but she went wild in his arms, writhing and moaning for more.