Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 138003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 690(@200wpm)___ 552(@250wpm)___ 460(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 690(@200wpm)___ 552(@250wpm)___ 460(@300wpm)
“Yes! Oh God, yes!”
“I can feel you pulsing against my fingertips.”
Her hands squeeze my biceps, my back, and grasp my nape. “Please.”
“You’re so hot for me.” I grunt as I wrench her dress higher, my mind rushing ahead, my mouth watering for her
“Yes, please. Hurry.”
“Wider, sweetheart. Spread yourself for me,” I coax, hooking my hand behind her knee.
“That sounds so bad.”
“But you look so good.” Fuck, the heat of her pussy as I hold her. As I squeeze. “So good, half undressed and spread sluttily. You’re my pretty fucking feast.”
“Raif.” Under me, she twists as though she can’t contain what she’s feeling.
“I think you’d do anything for me right now. You’re so wild for this.”
She hears my intentions or thinks she does as she presses her smile into her shoulder. “You’re not slapping my face with your—oh, fuck!” she cries as I bring my hand swiftly, sharply between her legs.
Her mouth falls open, but no words come out, her heat and aftershocks dissolving my brain cells.
“My cock next.” I breathe the words hot and heavy in her ear as I press two fingers over her panty-covered slit. I work them inside. “You like the sound of that, don’t you? Your hot little clit is pounding for the abuse.”
“Shut up,” she says, throwing her arm across her eyes. But a smile leaks through her retort, and her cheeks are so adorably pink.
“Make me.”
Her breath catches, her body bowing as I stretch her. As I devour her mouth.
“You’re so wet for me, so ready for my cock.”
“Yes.” She pants, gulping for air as two fingers become three, as a tender slide becomes a vigorous finger fucking. “Oh God!”
She sucks as I thrust my tongue in her mouth, the desire to be everywhere and all at once such a headfuck.
“I’m going to make you come like this, princess. Would you like that?”
“Yes! Please.” Her body begins to work in time with mine.
“Listen to the mess you’re making of my fingers. You’re gonna come so hard. Make my fingers sticky and sweet before you lick them clean.”
“God, you’re so dirty.”
“Then I’ll press my head between your legs, and you’ll come again.”
And she’s so lush and ripe as her attention turns inward and her eyes kind of gloss over.
“This dirty mouth is going to suck on your pussy and make you come again.”
“Oh!”
I work her deeper, swiping my thumb over her clit in decreasing circles. So slick and so plump.
“Oh! I’m—”
But I’m right there with her as her climax ripples against my fingers. She’s all gasp and aching sounds, and I swallow them all down. They’ll stay inside me, a part of her, a part of this night, mine forever more.
“You did so well.” We kiss and kiss, my touch slowing, her body still undulating.
“Thanks.” A breathless laugh, her eyes barely catching mine. “And thanks yourself.”
“You’re welcome.” The corner of my mouth lifts, and she whimpers as I pull my fingers from her wet heat. That fucking sound. So wet and so soft. And all mine.
Maybe mine forever.
“I want you to…” Lavender reaches for me, and I pause. I want to be sure—sure that she wants this, wants me, for the right reasons.
“Soon, sweetheart.” I paint a wet strip across her lips, her arousal sticky and sweet between my fingertips. “We have all night.”
We might even have a lifetime.
36
LAVENDER
“You’re so beautiful when you come.” Raif’s fingers slide wisps of hair from my face, his eyes expressive and tender. His fingers find my mouth, and I moan as he peels my lip down, exposing the soft flesh to his tongue. His kisses sear and taste of me. Musk and heat and my desire for him.
“You good?”
The question catches me off guard, bringing a lump to my throat. I nod.
“Because, if I did anything…”
I wrap my hand around the back of his neck, closing the tiny space between us as I press my head to the curve of his neck. I whimper his name, then say, “I loved it. Please don’t hold back.”
His lashes lower, and he inhales. “I’m gonna take our time.” He reaches for the concealed zipper at my side, the teeth a slow click, before the sides parting to his kiss against my ribs.
“You’re like a half-unwrapped gift.” He reveals the round of my breast, the curve of my hip, each touch deliberate and making me shiver. “Lift up.”
Between us, we work my dress down, where it drops to the floor. I let out a shaking breath as I stare at the bright and unforgiving overhead light. But I don’t feel lacking or inadequate, judging by the hungry longing in his eyes.
“So fucking beautiful.” His touch coasts from collarbone to cunt, light and deft, and heightens my arousal way past ten. Roughened fingertips against tender skin, his fingers trail and swirl, reaching my nipple in a series of soft, teasing touches. He captures my nipple between his knuckles in a soft tug.