Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 155203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 776(@200wpm)___ 621(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 776(@200wpm)___ 621(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
I lie there naked. Completely at his mercy. Squirming. Meanwhile, he remains fully dressed while his eyes admire my body.
“What are you doing?” I ask weakly. Impatient for him to do something.
“Looking my fill. You have no idea how incredible you are.”
I swallow. I start to feel vulnerable under his heated perusal. Finally, he has mercy on me. His big capable hand glides up my stomach, along my rib cage, to cup one breast. Pleasure skitters through me. My hips arch slightly, drawing his gaze between my legs.
“So fucking nice,” he murmurs. “Spread your legs. Wider. Let me see you.”
It’s so erotic to have him look at my most intimate place like this. He touched me in the shower, had his fingers inside me, but right now I’m a feast splayed out for him.
Visibly affected, he wrests his gaze off me. He tweaks one nipple before climbing off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
He doesn’t go far, though. He gets on his knees on the floor, eyes gleaming as he slowly pulls my body toward the foot of the bed. When my ass reaches the end, he uses both hands to part my thighs. My pulse speeds up.
He curses. “You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this the other night. If we hadn’t been interrupted…”
“Then what?”
“My tongue would have been inside you.”
That deliciously filthy mouth lowers and he plants a long, lingering kiss between my legs. With a rough moan, he licks a hot stripe along my clit.
My hips jerk off the bed.
That makes him chuckle. His tongue toys with my clit for a moment, while one finger teases a path down my slit to my opening, which is pooling with desire.
He slips the finger inside, then peers up to smile at me. Almost feral. “Why are you so wet?”
“You know why,” I gasp.
“Say it.”
“Because I’m turned on. You turn me on.”
There’s something insanely erotic about this encounter. The sun is only now beginning to set, its leftover light streaming in through the sheer curtains. Those same shards of light play on his gorgeous face and make his blue eyes shine, the gleam of arousal more pronounced. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sexier sight than when he licks his lips before dipping his head again. He rumbles in appreciation when he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks gently. As if he has all the time in the world, he teases my body, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
I get restless, writhing on the mattress.
He lifts his head. “Are you going to come if I keep doing this? Or would you rather come while I’m fucking you?”
“Both.”
His lips curve in approval. “Greedy girl.”
A flush rises on my breasts. My whole chest is warm with the heat of desire. And excitement. Adrenaline. Ryder adds another finger and then thrusts both while his tongue laves my clit. He maintains that pace until I’m moaning, one hand tangling in his hair.
“Keep doing exactly that,” I plead.
When the orgasm comes, it rolls through me in a hot rush. Pure bliss dances across my nerve endings and has my hips bucking, pushing me closer into his hungry mouth, my thighs locking his head in place.
He growls in approval and takes it like a champ. He’s chuckling by the time I release him. “That was so hot.”
I’m still gasping for air, naked and quivering, when he stands and begins to undress. He pulls his shirt off. Lets it fall. He’s enormous. His height. His muscular chest. When his fingers snap open the button of his jeans, I sit up and crawl toward him on all fours.
“Holy shit, you have no idea how good you look right now.” He groans and reaches for his zipper.
“Let me.” And then I’m on my knees, reaching for him. I wanted to touch him so badly in the shower the other day, and he wouldn’t let me. Now he’s at my mercy.
I unzip his pants, slide my fingers under the waistband, and then push the jeans and boxers down his hips. A second later, his impressive dick springs up and soars toward his navel. I saw the outline of it in the shower, but now it’s real, thick and heavy in my hands.
“I can’t believe you just walk around with this thing in your pants,” I say, feeling a bit dizzy. In a good way. He’s much bigger than I’m used to, but I can’t wait to feel him inside me.
He grins at me. “That’s sweet of you to say.”
“Aw, you used the word sweet in a sentence.”
I start stroking him, bringing a flash of heat to his eyes.
“I think maybe you need to put that smart mouth to better use,” he suggests.
“Really. Because I like using it to make fun of you.”
“You might like sucking me off better.”