Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
When she reached where I was seated, she flung a shapely leg over me and straddled my lap. She lowered herself, and even through the layers of clothes, I could feel the heat of her pussy on my cock. She leaned in and her chest rubbed mine as she whispered, “My hormones have me aching and desperate for you all the time, more so than ever before.” She moaned, and my erection was ready to burst through my pants to get to her sex. “I need you inside me.”
The thread of control I’d been clinging to snapped and I took over, crashing my mouth down over hers.
Chapter Twenty-Three
ANNA
Ifinally had Nic exactly where I wanted him—hard and hot, super close, and with his mouth claiming mine. It had been an urgent longing that made me act so out of character, but if I didn’t get him to take me, I was going to go insane. In the time we’d been together, he’d managed to get me addicted to his body. With my pregnancy hormones raging through my system, my needs had only gotten stronger. I’d tried flirting and teasing, seduction and begging. None of it had worked. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and I’d finally resorted to taking what I wanted.
Heat was pouring off Nic’s muscular body as I straddled him, our tongues intertwined as we kissed. I undid the top buttons of his dress shirt, reveling in the feel of his skin under my hands.
“Ride me,” he ordered in a raspy tone.
My hips moved, slowly at first. With my knees wedged on either side of his legs, I levered myself up and down. My pussy slid over his hardness with every swivel of my hips, making my panties impossibly wet.
“It’s been too long. I need you,” I whimpered into his ear.
“I always need you,” he growled. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me down hard against his arousal.
“I’ve been here for you to take all along.”
His fingers tightened on my hips. “Because you’re mine.”
“Yours,” I whimpered in agreement.
“Mine,” he repeated, his gaze roaming over my body. He trailed a finger down my chest, making my already sensitive breasts swell even further. They practically spilled from the cups holding them, and with a snap of his fingers at my back, my bra popped open and they sprung free. Nic slid the straps down my arms, and my nipples pebbled under his dark stare.
My body tightened when he closed his mouth over one of them. His hands held my breasts up for his mouth to feast. His fingers plucked at one nipple, while his lips wrapped around the other. They were overly sensitive from my pregnancy, and his light touch was enough to bring me close to the edge.
“Nic,” I gasped at the sensation, arching my back to give him better access.
His eyes were locked on mine as he gripped my hips and lifted me onto his desk, right where he wanted me. He slid his finger along the edge of my panties, making me shudder.
“Please,” I panted, spreading my legs as wide as I could get them in this position.
He shoved the gusset of my panties to the side and lashed my clit with his tongue. Then he slipped it between my folds, lapping at me. My head fell back, and I knotted my fingers in his hair.
“Nic,” I moaned, my body starting to tremble as waves of pleasure hit me. I was so close to coming.
“Not without me in you,” he growled, ripping my panties down my legs. Then he undid his belt and slid his zipper down. His cock sprung out, long and hard. “Take what’s yours, mia dolce.”
I slipped off the desk and onto his lap, moving down on him in one slow, downward thrust until I’d taken his length all the way inside me. Gripping his shoulders, I increased my pace, riding him hard. It didn’t take long before my orgasm was close.
“Give me your mouth.”
I tilted my head, and he forced his tongue inside. He devoured me as I writhed in his lap. When he bit my bottom lip, I froze mid-thrust.
“Do you need me to take control?” he rasped, giving my butt a light slap and making my pussy clench around him.
“Yes,” I moaned.
Nic gripped my hips and began to slam me up and down on his length. He hit me in just the right spot, sending me flying over the edge. I came hard, screaming loudly. His fingers dug into my skin as he thrust a few more times, before planting himself deep and filling me with his come. Completely sated, I sagged against him, my arms wrapped around his shoulders.
“I needed that,” I sighed against his neck.
“I did too,” he murmured. “So damn much.”
It eased some of my feminine pique, hearing him admit he’d been denying himself as much as he’d denied me. Oddly enough, it had never crossed my mind that he didn’t want me. But it hadn’t stopped me from being a little hurt when he kept resisting my advances.