Total pages in book: 199
Estimated words: 192134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 961(@200wpm)___ 769(@250wpm)___ 640(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 192134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 961(@200wpm)___ 769(@250wpm)___ 640(@300wpm)
I try to slow my pace, but she’s leading now, kissing me hard and relentlessly, almost as if she’s saying over and over I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.
She might be, but I need a breather for a second.
I press my hands on her shoulders and separate us. “CJ, you’re driving me crazy.”
She nibbles on the corner of her lips. “Isn’t that the goal?”
“Butterfly, you’ve already reached the goal. We need to slow down till we get to my place. I don’t want to hurt you, and right now, you’re kind of making me want to pull you under me and take you right here in the car.”
Mischief sparkles in her eyes. “I thought you were the one who said you won’t break?”
I let out a shaky laugh. “Yes, I remember. But it’s you I’m concerned about.”
“News flash,” she whispers. “I’m not going to break either. And I really like wild, crazy kissing.”
I close my eyes and groan, my bones humming with pleasure. I glance out the window, grateful for the familiar view of the buildings on my street. The car pulls to the curb, and I thank Gary.
A few minutes later, the elevator doors close, and I press CJ to the wall, returning the favor from the car, kissing her neck, sucking on her jaw, and devouring her lips. This time, she’s the one who groans first.
“Payback,” I tease.
“I want more payback,” she says in a dirty whisper.
I oblige with more ravenous kisses.
She moans my name, and it sounds needy and desperate, and that’s exactly how I want her tonight. Because if she feels that way, then there’s a damn good chance I can make her first time amazing for her.
That’s how I want it to be.
When the doors open, and we walk down the hall, the words handle with care flash again through my mind. But there are new ones too. Listen to her.
She’s been telling me something.
She doesn’t want to be treated like a box filled with china. She wants me to treat her like the woman she is. And I’m determined to give her exactly what she wants, everything she needs.
Once inside my home, she turns to me and whispers, “Bedroom. Now. Please.”
A shudder racks my body, a bolt of lust that nearly overwhelms me with its power. Her power. This woman is so goddamn sexy. She might be innocent in body, but in her mind, she knows exactly what she wants.
When we reach my bedroom, I flick the light on low. “I need to see you.” My eyes roam over her from head to toe, loving the way she looks in that dress. She kicks off her shoes as I let my fingertips play at the hem. A soft smile is my reward as she lifts her arms, and I pull the sweater fabric over her head.
I groan, probably louder than the last time I came, because of what I see underneath. She kills me with her sexiness, slays me with her pure sensuality.
Tonight, she’s wearing white. A lace demi-cup bra and lace panties. They are so simple and so pretty, and so intoxicatingly her. The color is a secret message, just for me. She’s giving me this gift of herself, and she’s wrapped her gorgeous body up so perfectly.
“See? I didn’t need to send you anything. You knew exactly what you needed to wear to feel beautiful.” I run the back of my fingers over her cheek. “Do you feel beautiful? Because you are. So beautiful.” I press my body against hers, letting her feel the evidence of how much I want her.
“Yes. I do.” A ragged breath falls from her lips as my hands move to her breasts. I cover them, kneading them, squeezing them, then my hands band around her back, and I unhook her bra. Before the soft material can fall to the floor, I grab it and toss it on the bureau.
I bury my face between her perfect tits, licking the tops, sucking on her nipples. I walk her backward to the bed and lay her down on it. She grabs a pillow, sets it under her head, and looks at me with wide eyes.
“There’s only one rule tonight,” I say as I unknot my tie and take it off. “You tell me if something doesn’t feel right. Be open with me. I need to know how you feel so I can make it good for you. Can you do that?”
She nods.
I bite my lip as I slide her white panties down. “Wait. There’s one more rule.”
She raises an eyebrow.
“I need to eat you first.”
A naughty smile is my reward. “If you insist.”
After I tug her panties off, I bury my face between her legs, licking and kissing her glorious wetness, and driving her wild in seconds. Soon enough, she’s rocking into my mouth, grabbing my hair, pulling me even closer. Her moans intensify, carrying across the night. Soon, she’s nearing the edge, and I kiss her hungrily, greedily, until I can taste her flooding my tongue, covering my lips.