Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 114337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
As I finished getting naked, she didn’t just lie there, waiting patiently. She reached a hand between her legs and moved her fingers back and forth over her clit. Slow. Enjoyable. Teasing.
My gaze drifted from her hand up to her eyes, and I saw the provocative gleam in them. She was showing me how she touched herself because she knew how much I liked to watch.
When I climbed onto the bed, I kissed her and urged her to scoot back. It was awesome not to have to worry about if this transition looked awkward, or if I was blocking the shot, or if someone was going to make a comment in my ear that our kiss ran a little long. Don’t get me wrong—I enjoyed performing—like, a lot.
But I didn’t know just how good it was going to be to have Mads all to myself.
As our mouths melded, our hands explored. I cupped her breasts as she wrapped her fingers around my dick and began to stroke me. Pleasure seared up my body, intensifying my need to get inside her.
She was on her back with the dress trapped around her waist, and I was naked, over her with my knees between her legs. I rubbed my bare dick against her pussy, and it felt so good, my heart went into overdrive. She’d come to the house to experience new things, and so had I.
She was the first girl I’d ever had without a condom, and I’d struggled in that scene with her not to come too quickly. Because she felt so fucking good.
I reached between our bodies and grabbed myself, brushing the head of my dick teasingly over her clit, but she shifted under me. It felt good, but it wasn’t what she wanted. It wasn’t enough. So, I lined up our bodies and sank into her.
Our moans synced up, both sounding like relief. Maybe she’d wanted this as much as I had, but was that even possible? The tight fit of my cock inside her was insane. I had barely moved, and every inch of me was burning with pleasure. Once I was buried as deep as I could go, I found her hands and laced our fingers together, pressing them to the mattress beside her head.
It forced her eyes to flutter open.
She was so beautiful it made breath halt in my lungs. Why the fuck had we waited so long and fought so hard against this? I leaned down and kissed her the way I wanted. Hard. Passionate. Unlike the way I’d kissed anyone else.
I brought out a tremble in her, but she unlocked this part of me. This desire to connect in a way more than just mutual pleasure.
The movement of my hips started slow. It was deep and sensual. It wasn’t fucking, it was . . . something else. New. Different. Kind of intimidating, but in a thrilling way.
The walls of her body surrounded me, gripping me with scorching heat, and even though I wasn’t moving fast, I was out of breath and my heart pounded in my chest.
But Mads was struggling to catch her breath too, and she broke the kiss to swallow gulps of air. I shifted, inching my mouth across her cheek and down to the place where her neck met her body, nipping gently and kissing the sensitive skin there.
Her legs wrapped tighter around my hips, begging me to move faster—so I did. It caused her hands tangled with mine to squeeze hard and whimpers of enjoyment to roll from her mouth.
“It feels so good,” she gasped.
I couldn’t agree more, and I loved that it was real. She wasn’t saying this for the camera’s benefit or because Nina was in her ear monitor instructing her to say it. Mads was saying it because it was true.
But as I moved faster, the urgency in her labored breathing and moans intensified. Was she getting close again?
It came from her abruptly. “Let me be on top.”
Well, how could I say no to that? I rolled off her and onto my back, helping her hold her dress out of the way as she moved to straddle me. As soon as I was lodged inside her again, she sat upright and began to ride me at the pace she wanted.
When I’d pinned her hands by her head, it had lifted the straps of her dress, and one of them was back in place on her shoulder while the other hung down over her arm. I put my hand on her exposed breast, massaging and playing with her hardened nipple.
It made her rock faster and grind harder. I’d told her during our audition she’d get her chance to fuck me, and I had a large amount of regret that it’d taken me this long to deliver on my promise. Because this? It was seriously hot.