Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
And as he fucked her mouth with his tongue, Ayah’s body was fucked another way, too, with his thumb moving up and circling her clit. She had never been touched there, never – not by her own hands or another’s but when his thumb covered her clit entirely, she could feel her entire body blossoming. It was like that one tiny part of her body was meant to open to him alone, and it did so gloriously, her orgasm completely taking him by surprise.
Nic could only stare at Ayah’s face with hungry desire as she climaxed in his arms, with his fingers still relentlessly plowing into her warmth, sinking his fingers again and again in her warm heat. When the tremors that racked her body finally slowed down, her eyes fluttered open, those pretty green orbs darkened to a beautiful jade color.
“Lu...” She paused then with a becoming blush, she whispered, “Lieverd.”
Shit.
She looked like she was in love with him.
~ Two ~
Over half an hour had passed before the girl in his arms stirred awake. As he waited for her to speak, Nic prepared himself for the usual questions that both naïve innocents and gold diggers asked.
“What are we now?”
“Was it good?”
“I can’t believe I just gave myself to you so easily. There must be something special between us.”
“Oh my God.”
If she asked any of those, he would not be surprised, but he would be disappointed.
“Luuk?”
It took him a second to answer. He was still unused to being called another man’s name, and he definitely disliked it still. “Yes?”
Ayah was still nestled in his arms, her back against his chest. She liked it that way, especially with what she was about to ask.
Nic felt her drawing a deep breath. Here it comes, he thought.
“Am I still a virgin?”
What the fuck? Nic nearly forgot all about being cool, sophisticated, and experienced to gape at her. Was she truly asking such a question? He waited for her to take it back but she only gazed at him with dread and embarrassment.
When she did not speak, she added earnestly, “I’m not blaming you, okay? I just want to...know. I’ve heard of how some women, you know, when they ride a bike or a horse...too long?”
She had lost him at the word bike. He reminded her mildly, “It was not my cock that fucked you.”
The words had her red-faced. “I know that but it seemed like...when you...” She clenched her fist in his face.
The action left Nic bemused. He was normally considered a fairly intelligent man, but Ayah was quickly proving to have the impressive skill of confounding him. “What does that mean?”
Ayah whispered shamefully, “I meant...when you did that...it was so...” She clenched her fist again.
He gave up trying to understand her. “What does this mean?” He clenched his fist the same way she did.
She gazed at him with intense frustration. After a beat, she mumbled something under her breath.
He cocked his head towards her, letting her know silently that her words were barely louder than a mouse’s squeak. “Lieverd, you have lost me.”
Teeth clenched, her face a picture of acute embarrassment, she visibly forced her next words out. “Am I still a virgin even if you fucked me that hard?” She shook her fist at him.
Three long seconds passed before he fully assimilated that her fisted fingers were supposed to mean ‘hard’ in fucking.
Luuk’s bark of laughter had Ayah sighing. “I’m serious.” She meant it. When she was in high school, Ayah had researched about various sports, hoping she could find one that would help her lose weight. One article led to another and in the process, she had stumbled upon several reports about female athletes having their hymens broken due to years of horseback riding and cycling. It seemed like a strange way to lose one’s virginity, and Ayah wondered if the unstoppable desire she felt for Luuk had doomed her to the same thing.
Seeing the genuine worry in her eyes, Nic strove for a level tone as he assured her, “You’re still a virgin, lieverd. You have nothing to be afraid of.”
“Oh.” The relief on Ayah’s face produced conflicting emotions inside him. In a way, he was pleased that he had not taken her virginity. However, the thought that some other man would possess her body for the first time did not please him. More than that, every cell of his body was angered by the thought alone, and feelings of possessiveness erupted inside Nic.
“Ayah?”
He sounded...angry, Ayah realized. Why? She twisted her head around, about to ask him what was wrong but instead she found herself being kissed. There wasn’t even a moment she could use to breathe, to think, to consider what she was doing.
He kissed her like he wanted her to understand he was not giving her a choice, and everything in Ayah welcomed his command, her lips automatically parting under his. His tongue swept in, playing with hers, and when she was dizzy with desire he finally allowed her to breathe.