Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 70370 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70370 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
His kiss was blistering. Profound. Wet. Carnal. I now had both tastes of him on my tongue, and it made me crazy. He explored every inch of my mouth, his tongue deep inside me. Then he moved, licking and biting at my neck. Sucking at my skin. He wrapped his lips around my nipple, drawing it between his teeth. He went back and forth between the two, devouring them, making me gasp and plead with him.
Then he sat up, kneeling. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, dragging me up his body until I was positioned by his mouth. “Did you like that, my Sofia? Waking me up with my cock in your mouth?”
His hot breath drifted over my core. I nodded, whimpering.
“You made me come. Now, it is my turn. But I will not be satisfied with one orgasm from you. I am going to make you come until I am satiated.” He licked me once. A long, hot trail up my center. “As I told you last night, I am hungry, so hold tight.”
I shivered at the dark promise in his voice. Our eyes locked as he buried his face into my core. He ran his tongue over me, tasting me. He turned his head to my thigh and drew the skin in between his lips, sucking hard and leaving a mark. He did the same to the other leg then met my eyes again.
“Everything between these two marks is mine. And what lies between them is the sweetest-tasting pussy I have ever known.” He licked again, swirling his tongue around my clit and making me cry out.
“Who does it belong to?” he asked.
“You, Egan. Only you.”
“Such a good girl,” he purred. “You need to be rewarded for that.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I babbled.
“My tongue and my fingers?” he asked. “Or my cock?”
“All of them,” I begged. “All of them.”
He smiled, one so filled with love and passion I caught my breath. “What a good answer. You deserve your reward. And you’ll get it.” He kissed my clit. “Now.”
The world ceased to exist. All there was, all that mattered, was Egan’s mouth. His tongue. He licked and lapped. Stroked my clit with tender caresses, then sucked it between his teeth, nibbling softly. He worked it, sliding one, then two fingers into me. He strummed my clit in time with his movements, sending me over the edge. He added another finger, stretching me, making me whimper with need. He pressed his thumb to my sensitive nub, driving me to another orgasm, and before I could come down from it, slid two fingers into my ass as he kept fucking me with the other two, again using his thumb on my clit. I detonated again, unsure how he could draw such intense orgasms from me one after another. I cried out his name, riding his hand, begging him for something. What, I had no idea. But he did. He eased back, hovering over me, and thrust inside me, his cock hard and hot. I shouted out, my body locking down around him. He grunted and gasped, moving inside me. I gripped at his shoulders, and he kissed me. I could taste us both, feeling another wave of heat building within me. I wrapped my shaking legs around his hips as he began to move faster. Harder. Hitting me in a place I never knew existed. I flew higher, crying and scratching at his back, pulling at the sheets, sucking on his tongue, noises coming from my mouth I had never made before. He kept kissing me, his tongue fucking my mouth in time with his hips. We were pressed so closely together our skin meshed. Our breaths were shared. Our lips locked.
I was on fire, and I wasn’t sure I would survive this. Survive him. I was convinced there would be nothing but a pile of ash left when he was done with me.
If he was ever done with me.
I soared upward, hurtling into the unknown. Until the room around me faded and the sky opened up, black and filled with stars. Blue and bright with the sun. Day and night colliding. I exploded, crying out his name, the sound echoing off the walls. Egan rode it out, pounding into me as he came. He filled me completely, shouting my name, pulling my hair, pushing on the mattress, driving us both deep into the plush bed.
Then he collapsed, shaking and heavy on top of me. Neither of us moved. Neither of us could. He mumbled something into my neck, his lips gliding along the sensitive skin. I was sure I was going to be covered in love bites. I was also certain he’d be pleased with his handiwork.
He lifted his head, his eyes drowsy. He pressed his mouth to mine, kissing me. The heat was gone, the desperation evaporated. Instead, I felt his adoration, his love, and his gratitude. He rolled off me, pulling me to his chest. “Sofia, my love.”