Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
A deep growl rumbles through his chest as he expertly works his belt buckle with one hand and releases his fly before freeing that thick, veiny cock. I reach down between us, curling my fingers around his base, and the sound that follows almost sends me to the darkest pits of hell. Anything that feels this good should be a crime.
I pump my fist up and down, but neither of us has the patience to draw this out. “Nick. Please.”
Before the words are even finished slipping through my lips, he’s already there, inching my hips higher as his other hand curls around mine, guiding his tip to my entrance. He pushes inside of me, barely just the tip, and already, I feel myself starting to stretch around him. He’s so fucking big. I could barely close my fingers around him.
Nick pushes deep, and with every inch he claims, my groan of pure pleasure gets louder until he bottoms out. “Fuck, baby,” he grits through a clenched jaw. “So fucking sweet for me.”
“Only for you,” I respond, panting heavily.
He rocks his hip, his cock pulling back before slamming forward again, and I throw my head back in pure bliss. “YES!” I cry, needing him to take me right there over and over and over again. “More.”
Nick’s fingers dig into my hips as my back arches off the soft couch cushion, and my head tips all the way back. He closes his lips over my pert nipple, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud and sending an electric shot pulsing right through to my core, and it’s everything.
My eyes roll in the back of my head, and I can’t help but reach down between us and roll my fingers over my clit. “That’s right, baby. Show me how you touch yourself.”
I give him exactly what he wants, and as he fucks me within an inch of my life, my walls start to shake. It’s too much, so damn good. I need it all, everything he’s got.
“OH, God, Nick. Yes. So good,” I groan as my fingers work in tighter circles, my chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath. “Don’t stop.”
He fucks me like the king he is, and I’m his queen, and damn it, I’ve never felt such intensity or a deep connection, not even before I left for New York, and I know without a doubt that this right here is my forever.
Hooking my arm around his neck, he lifts his gaze to mine, those deep, loving eyes filled with all the love in the world. “Nick,” I whisper, my lips brushing over his. “You’re everything I’ve ever needed.”
I feel his smile on his lips as his big hand curls around the back of my neck, and despite the way he fucks me with such urgency, a breathtaking softness appears in his blue-gray eyes. “I love you too, Blair,” he tells me, every word spoken directly to my soul. “I’ll never let you go again.”
His lips move over mine, and I kiss him back, his taste intoxicating as my whole body melts into his. He takes my knee and hitches it up high, adjusting the angle as he thrusts into me, and my eyes immediately flutter. “Fuck, Nick. I’m gonna come.”
“Let me feel it,” he growls, the soft vibrations in his chest rumbling against mine. “Let me feel how that pretty cunt squeezes me, baby. Come undone for me.”
Oh, God. His words are like the kiss of death, holding every bit of power over me, and as he thrusts into me one more time and my fingers roll over my clit, I detonate, my high blasting through me like a beautiful explosion.
My walls clamp down around him, and he curses under his breath, his whole body jolting, and as my pussy starts to convulse, he comes hard, shooting hot spurts of cum deep inside of me. “NICK!” I cry out, desperately panting as my nails dig into his strong shoulder, the intensity of my orgasm climbing to new heights.
He buries his forehead against my shoulder as a low groan rumbles through his chest. “Fuck, B,” he breathes, his arm loosening around my waist.
Nick doesn’t stop moving, drawing out every last second of my orgasm until I can finally start to relax, both of us coming down from our intense high. He adjusts us on the couch, laying down against the cushions and bringing me down with him, somehow managing not to pull himself free in the process.
My body collapses heavily against his, and in the past we’ve been able to get right back into action, going for round two or three, but that was so intense that I need a few minutes before I can even lift my head to meet his lovestruck gaze.
His fingers roam over my back, slowly trailing up and down my spine as goosebumps spread across my skin. “I could stay right here forever,” I whisper into the night, my gaze lingering on the fireplace with the soft glow of moonlight filtering in through the large window.