Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
“You want me to take the lead now?”
I nod, and his eyes illuminate.
He likes this game.
I like it, too.
“Get on your knees,” he orders, and I do as he says.
He’s so long and hard that my mouth falls open at the sight of him. Since this is now his show, he takes my hand and wraps my fingers around his thick shaft. I stare up at him, awaiting my next instruction.
“Lick the tip,” he says in a husky voice that sends a chill down my arms.
I flatten my tongue and lick him. He hisses in response, and then his fingers slip through my hair. I had expected Duke to like everything hard and fast. But he seems to like taking things slow, which surprises me.
I suck the head of his cock into my mouth, and he lets out a guttural groan. “Fuck, that feels good.” He looks down at me, pushing my hair out of my face. “Did I come in your mouth in your dreams?”
I shake my head and shove more of him into my mouth. His hand falls to the back of my head, and his grip tightens on my hair. A few seconds later, he pulls his cock from my mouth and extends his hand to me. I’m on my feet, my chest pressed against his, with his cock digging into my stomach.
He grabs his pants from the floor and rips open a condom, quickly rolling it down his length. He holds my arms above my head, caging me against the wall with his muscular body.
“Is this what you want?” His breath on my earlobe sends a wave of heat down my arms.
“Yes,” I whisper, wondering if he can read minds.
His kiss is intense and aggressive, the angriest kiss he’s ever stolen from me. Every woman fantasizes about hockey players fucking them up against the boards. Wall sex, baby! But how many women get to reenact their fantasies with their favorite players? I never thought my dirty dreams would become a reality… until now. And the real thing is a million times better.
I wrap my arms around his neck, and he lifts me up, slowly sliding me onto his cock. He moves his hand to my back to brace the impact as we slam into the wall. Without breaking the kiss, Duke rocks his hips. I moan into his mouth, moving my hips in unison as he fills me. His muscles flex around me, holding me so tight I can’t move an inch.
My body is on fire from the heat coursing through my veins. I dig my fingernails into his back, and he groans in response. He peels his lips from mine, and our eyes meet. Duke looks like he wants to devour me as he pounds into me.
“Hold onto my shoulders,” he says.
The moment I clamp down on his shoulders, he slides me up and down like I weigh nothing, slamming into me with each thrust. I scream his name, and a wild look crosses his face. An orgasm shakes through me so fast and intense it hits me like a hurricane. I can tell Duke is just warming up. This is foreplay for him. I’m a sweaty, tired mess, and he looks like he could go all night.
“Can you handle more?”
“Uh-huh.” I lean my head back against the wall. “Don’t stop.”
In one swift motion, he spins us around, and my back hits the mattress. Duke rocks into me, planting soft kisses on my neck and jaw before making his way to my lips. He moves slower than before, taking his time with me. I appreciate the change of pace because I’m already sore and biting back the pain. Duke slides deeper and deeper, and my body tingles from head to toe.
He kisses his way from my mouth to my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth. His teeth graze the tiny bud, and my moans turn to screams. The combination of his teeth and tongue set off every pleasure spot at once. He quickens his pace, still licking and sucking on my nipples as he digs his fingers into my sides. Our bodies move together, his thrusts matching mine.
Duke reaches between us to roll his thumb over my clit, and my eyes snap shut. A moan tears from my lungs. He groans, and then lifts my leg over his shoulder, sliding deeper inside me. My muscles tighten around him, and his pace quickens. Heat licks my skin, rolling down my arms as an intense sensation spreads throughout my body.
I come again, and eventually, Duke rides out his high, chasing it like another victory. Sweaty but not out of breath, he collapses on top of me. He gives me a quick kiss and then rolls onto the other side of the mattress.
“Is that what you had in mind?” Duke asks with a satisfied grin.