Truly Madly Deeply (Forbidden Love #1) Read Online L.J. Shen

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Love Series by L.J. Shen
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Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 153268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 766(@200wpm)___ 613(@250wpm)___ 511(@300wpm)
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I was leaking juices all over his mouth, his chin, and I felt my own wetness against his face every time his tongue drove into me. “You’re so fucking wet, I’m about to come just from eating you out,” he grunted, pushing his index finger inside me right along with his tongue, curling it to that coarse, deep spot inside that made me go wild every time my vibrator hit it. My whole body clenched and soared, and I convulsed around him.

“So fucking tight. Look how good you’re taking my tongue and finger. That’s my girl. Letting me stretch you out like that. You’ll be taking my cock so well, baby.”

His praise licked at my skin like rays of sun. The pleasure was so intense, I felt like I was floating on a cloud.

When he picked up speed, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his head with both my hands and began grinding against him shamelessly, riding his face like I was at a rodeo. He laughed devilishly as he added another finger, as his mouth sailed up, clasping my swollen clit and sucking it hard.

The sound of my juices slicking his fingers rang around the room. My nails dug harder into his scalp. “No one told me sex could be this good,” I moaned, every bone in my body deliciously heavy under the weight of an impending orgasm.

“This isn’t sex. This isn’t even foreplay.” Lick. Suck. Bite. “This is merely an appetizer. By the time you get to dessert, you won’t be able to stand straight.”

Oh.

My.

God.

“You’ve…become better at it,” I noted.

“No, Dot.” His mouth moved against my clit, scraping it with his teeth. It was literally the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. “We were always dynamite together. You were just too wrapped up in other things to notice.”

He flipped us over quickly, him flat on his back now, with me straddling his face. “Hold on to the headboard, Dot.”

“Why?”

“I’m about to tongue you to oblivion and back.”

Deciding once again to be a good girl, I curled my fingers over the upholstered headboard and sank my pussy directly onto his tongue. He groaned with pleasure when I was fully seated on top of his face, and I was seriously concerned for his ability to breathe. “Are you okay down there?”

“Perfect. Ride my tongue, Dot.”

“What if I break it? Your tongue is a muscle too.”

“Worth it.”

“Are you su—”

“I said what I said, baby.”

I rode his face like a cowgirl, his fingers sinking deep into my ass cheeks as he guided my movements and feasted on me like I was his last meal. Soon, heat bloomed over my skin, my muscles tightening, my mind becoming deliriously empty and clouded. The climax slammed into me with force, shaking me to the core. The little hairs on my arms stood on end, and my breath hitched as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. Tears stung the sides of my eyes before I collapsed on top of him, boneless and spent.

He was still beneath me, breathing hard. He kissed the side of my thigh before gently raising it so he could roll out from under it. A moment later, his heavy body dropped next to mine. Our faces were aligned. And he was beautiful, always, but especially now, when he appeared drowsy and content, his lips swollen and wet with my juices.

“Kiss you?” He grinned, asking for permission. I nodded. He reached to give me a peck on the mouth.

“Row,” I rasped, rolling my finger over his full bottom lip, the earthy, musky taste of my own arousal invading my mouth. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah.” He caught the tip of my finger between his straight teeth, nibbling playfully. “Mine too.”

“Hmm, what?” My eyes flared. I tilted my chin down, trying to peek, but he pounced quickly, kissing the living hell out of me, blocking the view of his crotch.

“I said what I said.”

He’d had an orgasm from eating me out? I needed to put a ring on it.

“Whoa. That is so—”

“Embarrassing?” He rose up and patted the nightstand, finding his pack of cigarettes and lighting one up.

“Amazing,” I breathed out.

“Yeah. You certainly are.” He puffed on his cancer stick.

The words pierced through my skin, soaking into my soul.

“What now?” I eyed him eagerly. Were we going to have sex? Was I going to redeem myself after that night four years ago?

“Well.” He reached with the hand that held the lit cigarette, using his thumb to brush residual lip gloss from the corner of my mouth. “I’ve been dreaming about your glittery pink lipstick smeared all over my dick.”

CAL

“Truly Madly Deeply”—Savage Garden

I was fully prepared to give Row the best blow job to be recorded in the history of humanity.

There was only one problem.

Okay, two, if you consider the Guinness World Record people never actually timed blow jobs for their books.


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