Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
I slid down his body until my feet were flat on the floor, that burning need rising back up in me. His eyes were so dark that they were almost gray. I stood still as he eased my arms out of the straps of the swimsuit. My breathing picked up speed just slightly. My fingers twitched to touch him as he undressed me, but nerves held me back.
As if sensing what I wanted, he grabbed my hands and placed them on his chest, his eyes clashing with mine. “Don’t be shy,” he rumbled low in his throat.
I traced the outlines of his tribal tats with my fingers, and his body shuddered under my touch, a low groan rumbling from his chest as he focused back on undressing me. Once my breasts popped free from the top of the swimsuit, he made a low, throaty sound in the back of his throat, muttering something I couldn’t catch.
He reached up and tested the weight of them in his hands before he bent and took a nipple between his lips. I cried out as I clutched at his shoulders, my legs shaking beneath me. He curled an arm around my waist as he switched to the other breast. The cooler air of his room rushed over my warm, wet nipple, making it so hard it hurt, but in the most erotic way possible.
He stood back up and slanted his lips across mine again as he pushed my swimsuit the rest of the way off, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle at my feet.
“I want to see you,” he breathed.
He moved back from me and ran his eyes over my body. My skin flushed under his gaze, and I moved to cover myself, extremely self-conscious in front of him, especially since he was so self-assured.
“Aht,” he warned softly, his eyes coming up to meet mine. I swallowed thickly. “You’re perfect, Meghan. Don’t hide from me, baby.”
I swooned at the sound of him calling me baby. I never knew I was a sucker for little pet names like that, but it was now clear that I definitely was, especially if Julian was the one saying them.
He stepped toward me again and trailed his fingers from my neck, down over the swell of my breasts, glided them in the dips of my abs, until he reached my hips. He roughly tugged me forward, and I gripped his shoulders as my wide, green eyes snapped to his face in alarm.
“I fucking need you,” he groaned as he covered my lips with his, his tongue instantly sliding with mine. I shamelessly curved my body into his as he slid his hands down and gripped my ass in his hands.
He walked backward, his lips never leaving mine until he spun me around and lifted me onto his bed. “Ass in the air, chest on the bed,” he commanded. His hands were still gripping my ass, and he squeezed lightly. I released a mewl-like sound as I arched my back against him, craving more of his touch. “I want this juicy ass in the air,” he told me softly, landing a light smack on each cheek.
Chewing nervously on my bottom lip, I did as he instructed. He rubbed his hands over the globes of my ass, squeezing gently. “Fuck, you have an ass that deserves to be fucking worshipped,” he groaned. I shuddered in response, my body open and bared to him.
Suddenly, he slid the flat of his tongue between my folds. I cried out his name as I clenched my hands in the blankets and arched my back slightly. He slid his tongue inside of me, somehow hitting me just right. My body shuddered in response to his tongue. He sucked lightly on my clit, and I swear, my eyes rolled back into my head for a moment, the intensity of the pleasure momentarily blinding me.
When I came, I cried out his name, my body shaking as wave after wave washed through me. Julian used his fingers to work me down, his body draped over mine as he talked to me in low, soothing tones, though the pounding of my heart in my ears made it almost impossible to understand what he was saying to me. I was panting by the time I finally came down from the cloud he had put me on. My body was coated in a light sheen of sweat, and I felt completely sated.
I closed my eyes, my body completely relaxed. Julian brushed his lips over the shell of my ear. “I’m not done yet, baby,” he warned me.
He moved from over me, and a moment later, I heard a foil packet tear open. I glanced behind me to see him rolling a condom onto his hard, pulsing length. I licked my lips, a soft moan slipping from my lips as I watched him stroke himself.