Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“Patience, Laila,” he whispers against my neck. “Let me taste you.”
With his warm, wide hands he spreads my legs. He shifts over me, his mouth moving down my body, over my stomach, tongue sliding over my hip bones. Then he abruptly moves, pushing my legs open wider, his mouth on the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh, kissing and sucking until my eyes roll back in my head. I whimper with need as he pushes my legs farther apart, opening me up for him.
“You have such a beautiful cunt, love,” he whispers against my skin, and I nearly come from just the sound of it. “So pink. So wet.”
Fire. From my cheeks to my core to my pussy, I am pure molten fire now, flames fanned by his dirty talk.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper hoarsely. “Now.”
He laughs, his breath hot and wet. “Oh, do you?”
I nod, my eyes falling closed, my head falling back. “Fuck me, James,” I whisper.
Two can play the dirty-talking game.
He groans at that, and his fingers slide through my wetness, plunging inside me, making my body arch.
“How about I devour you first, hey, love?” he says, then buries his face into me. I gasp loudly, forgetting to be quiet, as his tongue swirls around my clit and my back bows, my knuckles turning white as I tighten them around his hair. My hips thrust against him, and he laughs against me, at how desperate I am, his fingers plunging deep into me, working me harder and harder. The sound of my wetness fills the room, and I stare down at him, his dark head between my legs, my legs spread wide, my hands in his hair, my hips bucking.
Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Then he pulls his mouth off of me and looks up at me through my legs, his mouth shining and swollen from exertion.
Okay, now it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Get a good look?” he says with a crooked smile before he dips his head again. Only difference is this time he doesn’t look away. He keeps his gorgeous dark eyes on me as he begins to eat me out again.
Holy shit, this is intense.
His mouth sucks at me, hard, and his fingers plunge deep, and he starts to work me faster, his eyes never leaving mine. I don’t know how long I’m going to last, but no matter what happens, I hope I never forget the sight of this gorgeous man between my legs, my pussy bared to his hungry gaze. My skin is tight and flushed, and I can’t breathe as he works me, his tongue playing with my clit, his fingers plunging into me.
“James, oh my god, oh my god,” I moan, my back arching, my hips lifting up off the bed. I feel like I’m going to explode from how good it feels. He’s not letting up either, his tongue swirling around my clit, his fingers pumping in and out. I’m gasping for breath, my hands in his hair, my hips moving mindlessly.
I collapse back against the pillow and close my eyes, shuddering and moaning. I can feel my orgasm building inside, coming for me. I’m tightening around his fingers, and he slides three fingers inside me, and I come with a sharp cry, shuddering beneath him, my pussy throbbing.
“Fuck,” I hiss, my back arching, my hips pumping against him, my hands pulling his hair. I’m shaking, shaking, shaking, and he doesn’t stop. He doesn’t let up, and he keeps on fucking me with his fingers, his mouth still sucking at me, his tongue still tracing my wetness, moving up to my clit, my hands digging into his hair. I’m moaning and whimpering, my legs rocking against him, my hips jerking.
“Oh my god,” I whisper, over and over again. “James, oh my god, oh my god.”
I’m spent, ravaged, boneless. I can’t move. I can’t talk. I can’t see. All that I can do is feel, and the feeling is the most intense pleasure I’ve ever known, better than anything I’ve ever felt.
I hear him chuckle, pulling his fingers out of me. “Still think you need me to fuck you?”
I open my eyes, and the world is spinning.
“Yes,” I tell him, my voice breaking. Because as much as he just rocked me into another world, I want more of him, all of him. I want him inside me, and I want to undo him the way he just undid me.
His eyes glimmer in the light, and then he leans over, his mouth covering mine, my taste on his lips like sweet salt. He kisses me deeply, then pulls away and looks at me with lust-filled eyes.
“Tell me to fuck you again,” he says, his voice deep and low, his eyes holding mine, demanding, wanting.
“Fuck me,” I say, my voice a weak whisper. My cheeks are hot, as is the rest of my body, and my heart rate hasn’t returned to normal yet.