Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“Fuck, you are beautiful,” I whispered, tracing her breasts, running my fingers around her nipple that hardened under my touch. I took her mouth again, lowering her back to the bed, kissing her until she was shaking. I dragged my mouth over her throat, across her collarbone, and slowly drew one nipple into my mouth, playing with and teasing it as she whimpered. I showed the same attention to her other one, smiling at her low gasps and pleas. I traced my hand over her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her skirt. I looked up, our eyes meeting, mine pleading for permission, hers heavy-lidded and filled with passion.
She lifted her ass and popped the button on the side. I slid off the material, adding it to the growing pile on the floor. Then I drank her in. She wore a wisp of lace between her legs, the same deep blue as her bra. Two tiny bows beckoned my fingers, and I tugged, the material giving way easily. I heard her sharp intake of air as I gazed at her, naked, beautiful, and on my bed. I traced a path between her hip bones, drawing lazy patterns on her skin with my finger.
“You want this, Raven? You want me? Us?”
“Yes.”
“You have to know something. Once we do this, once I make you mine, I’m all in. I’m not a player. I’ll be yours.” I paused. “I’ll consider you mine.” I dropped my voice. “I protect and cherish what is mine.”
She sat up, grasping the back of my neck and bringing my mouth back to hers. “So do I.”
We became a mass of quivering limbs, seeking mouths, and desperate pleas. The rest of my clothing was discarded, our hands working together to rid me of the material that separated us. Her skin rubbing on mine was soft, the feel of her wrapped around me intoxicating. I slid my hand between her legs, finding her warmth, feeling her desire, the wet of her like silk on my fingers. She gasped as I played with her, widening her legs when I slipped one, then two fingers inside her. Her breathy little moans and whispers were pure erotica to my ears.
“Yes, Damien. Oh God, like that. Yes, touch me like that.”
“Harder, please. More, give me more.”
I groaned as she wrapped her hand around me, stroking me from root to tip. She used her thumb to spread the precome around the crown and traced her fingers along the vein that protruded under the thin skin. She cupped and stroked my balls. We kissed endlessly—deep, passionate ones; gentle, adoring presses of our lips; long, languid strokes of our tongues. I learned her dips and curves. The feel of her hips filling my hands. The taste of her everywhere. Sweet, salty, musky. She made me groan when she took me in her mouth, her tongue discovering everything she’d explored with her hands, this time the sensations wet and hot. Finally, she hovered over me, our gazes locked.
I blindly reached into the drawer, pulling out a condom. She ripped it open with her teeth, sheathing my rigid cock, then slowly lowered herself on me. I groaned as her pussy engulfed me. Blistering heat pounded down my spine, my cock gripped inside her body. She stopped when we were flush, her cheeks red, her eyes wide.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. “You feel so good.”
“So do you.” I grabbed her hips. “I need you to move.”
She rolled her hips, and I cursed. She did it again, rising up and lowering herself, smiling at the low groan she pulled from my chest.
“Jesus, baby.”
She leaned forward, the angle changing. She was close enough, I kissed her. Swallowed her cries of delight as she began to move. She undulated over me, whimpering, wrapping me in her heat. I slid my hand between us, stroking circles on her hard clit, feeling her orgasm beginning. I pressed harder, smiling as her muscles locked down and she flung back her head, riding me harder. I lunged up, taking her down to the mattress under me, thrusting into her. I kissed and licked at her lips, her neck, her breasts. Sucked her hard nipples. Drove into her mindlessly, my orgasm beginning to bear down on me. She sobbed out my name, coming again, pulsating around me. I lifted my head with a long, loud groan and let the pleasure take me. I spiraled down into the ecstasy, my body shaking, the frenzy so great I could only try to keep up. I lost myself for a moment, finally rousing enough to realize I was pinning her to the mattress, my head buried in her neck, my body satisfied and exhausted. I eased from her, quickly disposing of the condom, then rolled over and pulled her into my arms.