Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 157450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 630(@250wpm)___ 525(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 630(@250wpm)___ 525(@300wpm)
Fuck.
Bathed in the soft, rosy light from the gathering dusk, she’s exquisite—even in SpongeBob pajama trousers. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?” I ask, and she turns astonished eyes to mine.
“Ua,” she whispers. “No. English. Wow.”
“Wow. Yes.” My jeans feel several sizes too small, and I want to rip off her pajamas and bury myself in her. But she needs time. I know this. I wish my cock understood. Not taking my eyes off hers, I undo the top button and unzip the fly of my jeans to give my erection some much-needed room.
Maybe I should remove them.
Leaving on my underwear, I slip my jeans off and drop them on the floor. I take a deep breath and try to bring my breathing under control.
“May I join you?” I ask.
Eyes wide, she nods, and I need no further encouragement. I lie down beside her, propped up on my elbow. I take a strand of her hair, marveling at its softness, and wind and unwind it around my fingers.
“You like?” I ask.
She smiles, a shy but carnal smile. “Yes. I like.” And her tongue quickly skims her top lip. I stifle my groan, and, reaching up, I run the back of my index finger down her cheek, along her chin and down her neck. My fingers stop at her little gold cross.
The sight of it makes me pause.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask.
Her fathomless eyes stare into mine, and I feel exposed, like she’s scrutinizing my soul. It’s sobering. I feel far more naked than I am.
She swallows. “Yes.”
“If there’s anything you don’t like. Or you don’t want to do. Tell me. Yes?”
She nods and reaches up to caress my face. “Maxim,” she whispers, and I lean down and brush her lips with mine. She groans, and she threads her hands through my hair, and her tongue tentatively touches and moistens my top lip. Desire scorches through me like wildfire. I hold her chin and deepen our first horizontal kiss. I want her. All of her. Now. Here.
I revel in her response and her kiss. Exploring. Tasting. Wanting.
Abandoning her mouth, I trail my lips down her chin, down her throat, and along her sternum. With my hand I sweep her hair aside, revealing my goal. She gasps, her fingers pressed to my scalp as I gently lave her nipple and pull it into my mouth. And suck. Hard.
“Ah,” she cries.
I blow gently on it, and she writhes beside me. I skim my hand over her hip and up to her other breast. Cupping it gently, I fondle and squeeze and marvel at how responsive she is when I brush the peak with my thumb. In a split second, her nipple is tall and rigid, matching its twin. She moans, and her hips start to move to a rhythm I know so well. I skate my hand down her body, caressing her as I go and continuing to tease her breasts with my lips.
My fingers slip under her waistband and she pushes her sex into my hand. I have her. In the palm of my hand. I groan. She’s wet.
She’s ready.
Fuck.
Slowly, slowly, I ease my finger inside her.
She’s tight. And wet.
Yes.
I withdraw my finger and ease it into her once more. “Ah,” she mewls, and she tenses and fists the sheets.
“Oh, baby, I want you so much.” My lips are between her breasts. “I’ve burned for you since I first saw you.”
Her body rises to meet my hand, and she tips her head back against the pillow. I kiss her stomach and leave a wet trail of possession down her skin, to her navel. I circle it with my nose while my fingers move in and out of her. I kiss her belly and run my tongue from hip to hip.
“Zot…”
“Time to say good-bye to these,” I murmur against her belly. Removing my hand from inside her, I sit up.
“I never thought…” she says, but her voice fades as I ease her pajamas down her legs, then toss them on top of my jeans.
“Wow,” I whisper. She’s finally naked in my bed and she’s sexy as hell. “You’ve seen me naked before.”
“Yes,” she whispers. “But you were lying down on your front.”
“Okay.” Well, this might be an education.
I yank my underwear off, finally freeing my straining cock. And before the sight of my erection can shock or alarm her, I lean over and kiss her. Really kiss her, pouring all my want and need into her first fully naked kiss. She responds, her lips greedy, kissing me back. I caress her waist, and my hand slides down to her hip, pulling her soft, sweet body against me. With my knee I ease her legs apart. Her body rises to meet mine as her hands grasp my head once more. Tasting her skin, I skim my lips down her throat to her gold cross. I twirl it with my tongue, enjoying the taste, while my hand moves once more to capture her perfect, shapely breast.