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)
I take her face in my hands and crush my lips to hers, kissing her deeply as every ounce of resentment and anger fade from my body, leaving nothing but a brimming hope that we’ll finally get to have everything we always deserved, and I’ll finally get to love her the way I need.
“Fuck, I love you,” I say between kisses.
“Nick,” she pants.
“I know,” I murmur as my hands scoop under her ass, and I lift us both off the porch swing. Her lips fuse back to mine, and instead of walking halfway down the street to find my truck in the mess of vehicles lining the street, I turn and stride through Oxley’s front door. I don’t have the patience to wait until I get her home. I need to have her now.
Making my way to the spare bedroom, I kick the door shut behind me before turning around and pressing Blair up against it. “Oh God,” she groans as I break our kiss and drop my lips to her neck.
“God ain’t got nothing to do with this,” I warn her. “You scream for me, baby. I’m your fucking God now.”
Her eyes roll as her fingers knot into my hair. She tilts her head back against the door as a low moan rumbles through her chest. “Fuck me, Nick,” she pleads. “I need to feel you inside of me.”
My fucking pleasure.
Blair’s hands leave my hair and drop to my back, fisting the material of my shirt into her fingers and desperately tearing the shirt over my head. For just that second, I’m forced to pull back from her, but the feel of her bare hands on my body is worth it.
Her nails dig into my flesh, and I hope to God they leave marks. Not being able to wait another fucking second, I pull her away from the door, one hand gripped beneath her ass as the other dives between our bodies, searching for the button of her jeans.
Blair holds onto me, her arm locked firmly around my neck, barely managing to keep herself up, and if it weren’t for the tight hold of her legs around my waist, she probably would have fallen by now. When I get to the edge of the bed, I throw her down onto the mattress. She gasps, and the sound is like music to my ears.
I gaze down at her, taking in the hunger in her eyes as she waits for me to make my move, but I’m so fucking desperate to have her that she won’t be waiting long.
Grabbing her thighs, I pull her down the bed until her ass is barely hanging on, and I finish unbuttoning her jeans before yanking off her boots and tossing them somewhere over my shoulder. She pulls her shirt, trying to get it off while I dig my thumbs into the waistband of her jeans, finally able to peel them down her beautiful, toned thighs.
“Nick,” she groans, the intense need in her tone making my cock twitch painfully, so fucking desperate for her, but despite my desperation, I’m going to take my time.
Once all of her clothes have been tossed aside, I simply stare at her, needing a moment to take her in. She’s so fucking perfect, every curve of her full tits and hips, the slight definition of her toned abs, and the way she looks back at me with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Fuck, I need to devour her.
I drop to my knees at the end of the bed, and Blair gasps, bracing herself on her elbows as she meets my stare. “Holy shit,” she breathes, the sound barely audible.
Damn fucking straight.
Keeping my stare locked on hers, I take her thighs and hook them over my shoulders, opening her up to me, and she groans, dropping her head back. “Fuck, Nick,” she moans, her chest heaving, but before her moans even get a chance to fade into the silence of the room, I lean in, closing my mouth over her needy clit.
Blair gasps, arching her back as she balances on one elbow, stretching her other arm through her legs and knotting her fingers into my hair. “Yes!” she cries, her body flinching as I flick my tongue over her clit.
I relentlessly work her body, remembering exactly how she likes it as I add my fingers to the mix, slowly pumping them inside of her, pushing in and out then curling them until she’s shuddering beneath me.
“Oh, God. Nick,” she pants. “Yes. Right there.”
Her pussy contracts around my fingers, and I grin while I work, knowing just how close she is. I bring her right to the edge before holding her there as I suck and nip at her clit, my tongue giving its best fucking performance. When she can barely take it a second more, I give her what she needs, allowing her to detonate.