Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
“Dempsey!”
Sloane detonates with an explosive orgasm that has her clawing the hell out of my shoulders. Then she desperately tries to get my pants undone. She gets them shoved down my hips and her small hand finds its way into my boxers. Once she grips my throbbing cock, I let out a feral sound of pleasure.
I yank at her T-shirt, damn near ripping it off her body. As much as I want to tear her bra off too, I don’t have the time. If I want to match her frantic energy, I need to get us naked enough to have sex and nothing more. The rest can wait until later when we can take our time.
She toes off her tennis shoes while I push her panties and jeans down her thighs. After some shimmying, she wriggles out of them and kicks them away. I help her by pulling my boxers down my own legs, readying myself to be with her.
“Hold on, babe. This is going to be so goddamn fast.”
Her hands snake around my neck as I grab her ass and lift her. She hooks her legs around my waist while I grab onto my cock. Then I line the tip against her slick entrance.
Our eyes meet as I slowly sink into her tight body. It’s tighter than my hand ever could be and a thousand times more wet. Her heat sucks me in and it’s the single best feeling in all my life.
She claws at my hair, drawing me to her mouth for a ravenous kiss. I kiss her deeply, erratically pumping my hips. Fucking Sloane—always a dream until now—is surreal and phenomenal.
There’s so much of her I want to taste and touch, but all I can do right now is fuck. A couple more thrusts and I feel my nuts tighten. I’m going to come.
And I’m inside her bare.
Fuck.
With the restraint of a saint, I pull out of her body seconds before my release and slide my slick cock against the lips of her pussy. My cock erupts, sending thick ropes of cum between us, coating both our stomachs. I’m dizzy with pleasure and nearly lose my hold on her.
“You’re perfect. Holy fuck, you’re so goddamn perfect.”
She whimpers as I slowly release her so she can stand on her own two feet. Her body trembles wildly, so I steady her hips to keep her from falling.
The tension returns to her body and she stiffens.
With a smack to my chest, she shrieks, “You didn’t use a condom!”
I sigh because she clearly is still freaking out about earlier and taking it out on me. “I pulled out, babe. It’s okay.”
She shoves at me, pushing me back far enough she can escape my hold. “Thank God I’m on the pill!”
Her words sting. Not that I’m mad she doesn’t want to get knocked up the first time we have sex, but because she’s already pushing me away again. I drag my boxers and jeans back up as I chase her naked ass through the house. Her bedroom door slams in my face, the lock engaging almost immediately.
I scrub a palm down over my face, getting a hint of the smell of her arousal. God, she smells fucking amazing. One day I’ll take my time getting to know her pussy very, very well.
Today, though, I need to get her to calm the fuck down.
“Come on, Sloane. Talk to me. You’re being unfair.”
This brings on the tears. She starts crying, which makes me feel like a total dick. I want to hold her and promise everything will work itself out. Instead, I’m stuck on the other side of the door, listening to the torturous sound of her pain.
“Babe,” I mutter, rapping my knuckle on the door. “Let me in.”
Nothing but more sobs.
“Do you want me to leave you alone for a bit? Do you need time to process this? Us?”
The crying gets louder.
“I’ll go and get Kaden. Just…try to relax. Take a hot shower. When I come back, we’ll talk about all this.”
Still no response other than her breakdown on the other side of the door. Guilt seeps into my every pore. Maybe I hurt her. Maybe I went too fast. Maybe she regrets being with me.
“Babe,” I choke out. “I should have gone slower. I…I fucked you when I should have made love to you. You deserve better than that.”
“That’s not… Y-You didn’t use a condom,” she rasps out between hiccups and tears. “What w-we did was reckless. I don’t even know w-who you’ve been with or if you’ve been tested lately.”
I lean my forehead against the door and squeeze my eyes shut. “You’re safe. You’ll always be safe with me.” I try the locked doorknob to no avail. “I was tested during my last routine checkup, but even still, you wouldn’t have to worry. I’m a virgin.” I bark out a laugh. “Was. I was a virgin.”