Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
My heart thudded, slowing down with each quiet second that ticked by. There was no noise of him shutting the drawer, and no footsteps thudded closer to announce his return. What was he doing in there, alone in my bedroom?
“Troy?”
There came a thump as the drawer closed, and he emerged from my bedroom with a smile tilting on his lips.
“Did you get lost?” I teased to mask my relief.
He lifted a shoulder in a half shrug. “A little. That’s some collection you’ve got there, Erika.”
When I realized what he meant, my mouth went dry. I sat up on the couch and swiped a hand over my hair to smooth it back into place while my face burned. “Oh, shit.”
In my disoriented state, I’d forgotten about the rest of the contents of my bedside drawer. When he’d paused in my room, it was because he’d been staring at the various vibrators, dildos, and toys I used to get myself off at night.
The muscles in his chest and arm flexed and rolled while he stroked a hand over his dick to maintain his erection. It was unavoidable the way my gaze caught the glint of the pale blue wrapper in his free hand as he sat down beside me.
His voice was low and pure seduction. “You should show me how some of those toys work.”
My heart stumbled over itself. “Now?”
He grinned and shook his head. “No.” He tore open the condom wrapper and began to fit it over himself. “Some other time, because right now I just want it to be us. Me fucking you exactly how you want it.”
He finished rolling on the condom and ringed his fingers around the base of his cock, holding it proudly out from his body. His words sent a jolt of pleasure down my spine that settled between my legs, and grew more acute when he asked his question.
“So, how do you want it?”
It felt like someone else was in command when I stared at his sheathed dick, awaiting me to climb on, and his direct question unleashed my thoughts. “I want your mouth on my tits as you fuck me.”
Air left him in a sharp exhale and desire consumed his face. My words had surprised him, and he not only approved, he looked utterly thrilled. As I rose onto my knees and turned to straddle him, he pushed a hand inside my open robe to grasp my hip and help guide me.
The sheathed tip of him began to intrude, and I gasped with pleasure.
The stretch of my body around his cock filled me with delicious tension. The sensation went on endlessly as I slowly yielded to him, taking more and more and more.
We breathed together in a shuddering breath as I slid down. My warm skin was flattened against his. It was a lot to take, and I controlled my breathing, struggling to adjust. Holy shit, there was someone else inside my body.
Troy’s head thudded against the back of the couch for a second as pleasure ripped through his expression, and it was as if he needed a moment to regroup. To mentally prepare for what we were about to do.
He straightened with focus in his eyes.
I was the one on top, yet he was the one in command. Beneath me, the muscles in his thighs went taut and he flexed up into me. His hands were firm on my waist, urging me to rock back and forth and ride him. It flipped a switch in me, and unstoppable moans swelled up from my throat.
Was it supposed to feel this amazing? Or had it simply just been so long I’d forgotten?
We must have had the thought at the same moment because our hands tangled as we tried to get the robe off my shoulders. It hung on my elbows as Troy abandoned that task and cupped my breasts in his hands. He squeezed and massaged, his thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples, but it was the caress of his gaze I enjoyed the most.
He licked his lips before nuzzling into me, his hot mouth latching on and sucking until I whimpered with satisfaction. The way he feasted on me was pornographic. Better than any fantasy my mind could have cooked up.
Time lost all meaning as we ground our bodies together, taking pleasure from each other. I shed the robe completely and shivered in enjoyment as the dull edges of his fingernails raked down my bare back. His short beard grazed over my nipples and was followed by the gentle bite of his teeth. It poured heat into me, swirling like an inferno.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, but he didn’t slow his thrusts, some of them so powerful they nearly lifted me off the couch. Tingles washed over my legs. The friction of our bodies rubbing together was stimulating my clit, just enough to make me think another orgasm could be in my future.