Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87181 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87181 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
I glanced down at my bulge, then back to her. I shrugged. “It’s a natural occurrence when a beautiful woman kisses me.”
“Don’t do that,” she warned.
“Do what?”
“Don’t call me beautiful.”
“Sorry. But you are.”
She rubbed her hands over her face, muttering something under her breath before she looked at me again. “I need to leave. Maybe just one more kiss for the road to make sure we have it locked in?”
“Sure, do you want—”
Before I could finish my sentence, Holly leaped toward me, jumping into my arms. I caught her and held her up as she began kissing me. A part of me thought I was dreaming up the whole scenario because it seemed too good to be true.
I kissed her lips before moving to the nape of her neck.
Her fingers dug into my back as we fell into new territory with one another.
Her mouth fell to my earlobe, which sent shivers down my spine.
“Holly, if you do that, I’ll want to….” I growled slightly against her neck. “Geez, Holly, don’t do that. I like that too much.”
She pulled back. “That’s your spot?”
I nodded, excitement still coursing through my system. “That’s my spot.” I was sure she could feel how much that small suck to my ear thrilled me based on how my throbbing cock was trying to escape from my pants as her legs wrapped around me.
Holly’s brown eyes locked with mine. I saw the small curve to her lips as she bit her bottom lip. “You never gave me a tour of your apartment,” she mentioned.
“What?”
“Your place. You never showed me everything.”
My cock and I were deeply confused. “It’s just an apartment.”
“Do you have a bedroom?” she questioned, combing her hair behind her ear.
“Uh, yes…”
“Show me.”
“Show you my bedroom?” I released a weighted sigh. “Holly, if I show you my bedroom, I’m going to show you my bed, and I don’t know if you want that.” My cock said hell yeah, while my brain said don’t screw this up and sleep with her. It could ruin everything if we’d had sex. Or, my cock said to my brain, it could be the best afternoon you had in a while.
I didn’t even get a chance to argue back and forth with my two heads.
Holly leaned in and sucked on my ear again before whispering, “Show me your bedroom.”
Fuck me.
Or, more so, fuck her. Which was what I was about to do.
Everything happened in a blur. What started as a sweet kiss turned into two people becoming ravenous animals. I led Holly to my bedroom, but she didn’t seem interested in much of a tour. She kissed me as if she’d been waiting to do so, and I kissed her back as if I wanted to do it for the remainder of the day.
Holly’s body was remarkable. She had so much to touch, so much to kiss, so much to make love to. I loved every piece of her body. Every inch, every curve, every fold. We swiftly began undressing as if there was the possibility that one of us would’ve changed our minds if we stopped to think with our actual heads instead of our lower regions.
Our clothes were tossed through the air at an ungodly speed. I lowered Holly to my mattress and began exploring her body with my tongue, tasting every piece of her. She tasted like how I’d imagine heaven would feel—divine. Sacred. “Beautiful,” I muttered against her hips as I trailed my tongue lower and lower.
“Don’t call me beautiful,” she jokingly and nervously repeated as she had earlier.
I looked at her, locking my stare with her own. “Beautiful,” I repeated before lowering my mouth to her core. I swiped my tongue slowly against her clit, “Beautiful,” I whispered before sucking it, allowing my thumb to begin massaging her lips. “Beautiful,” I echoed, sliding two fingers inside her core as I listened to her moan in desire. “Beautiful,” I stated right before I began to eat my favorite meal of the day.
I spread her legs, tasting her slowly before my appetite grew to an untamed level. I couldn’t tell her because I was too busy living the best moment of my life between her thighs, but my mind kept repeating the same words repeatedly.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
As I feasted on her, I almost thought she could read my thoughts based on how her back arched, her hands dug into the sheets, and her voice moaned in pleasure.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
Holly's tastes, juices, and flavors were my favorite new cocktail. I felt drunk from exploring her; it was a buzz I never wanted to fade away.
“You,” she begged, snapping me out of my wants and needs. “I want you, Kai,” she whimpered, making my throbbing cock even more excited.
I scrabbled and reached over to my nightstand. I grabbed a condom and rolled it onto myself before moving back to Holly. Her brown eyes looked up at me, and her stare of want was almost enough to get me off right then and there.