Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Our eyes lock and he moves in, trailing his fingers up my inner thigh and leaving goosebumps in his wake. I feel his breath on me and I watch in anticipation as his tongue runs along his bottom lip.
So close, just a little further.
For a moment, I forget Damian is even here.
Slade’s mouth comes down over me and my eyes roll into the back of my head. His tongue is pure magic and as it swirls around my clit, I’m pretty sure that I die and go to whore heaven. I groan out but my needy moans are swallowed as Damian’s lips come down over mine and forces me to lay back, taking away my show.
Damian cups my breasts and lightly pinches my nipples between his fingers as Slade works me with the skill of the devil.
I’ve never had it like this. It’s pure heaven and I realize that without a doubt, that I’m more than strong enough to be putting the past behind me. If I’m capable of allowing myself to feel like this with no fear and no hesitation, then I’m going to be just fine.
Slade picks up his pace and I feel his hunger for my orgasm. He wants to make me come just as badly I want him to. I want nothing more than to wrap my legs around his head and squeeze the life out of him as I drown in a world of orgasms.
He works my clit and I groan low as he presses two thick fingers to my entrance and pushes them inside of me.
In. out. In. out.
It’s a torturous pattern but it’s so fucking good.
Needing something to do with my hands, I run my nails down Damian’s body until I find the waistband of his sweatpants. I push them down over his hips and his erection springs free, ready, large, and waiting.
My fingers curl around him in a tight vice and I start working my magic, enjoying the soft groans that pull from deep within his chest. His kisses become more urgent and I give him exactly what he needs.
I feel my orgasm sneaking up on me and I curl my leg around Slade’s back. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”
“Me too, babe,” Damian growls against my lips.
It hits me like an atomic bomb. My world detonates and I squeeze down on Damian. “Fuck,” he rushes out, pulling out of my hand and grabbing himself as he comes a little harder than expected.
Despite Damian’s satisfied joy, my eyes are solely trained on Slade as his head raises from between my legs. He looks at me with those same heated eyes and just like that, I’m more than ready to go again.
He runs his tongue over his lips and butterflies swarm my stomach as he tastes what’s left of me on his lips. God damn, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Damian rushes off to deal with himself in the bathroom and I sit up as Slade gets back to his feet, never once taking his eyes off mine.
His hand finds my shoulder and traces my skin as though it’s some sort of mystery. It’s soft and delicate while somehow being strong and demanding. It’s impossible but he pulls it off.
I reach for his belt buckle and grin up at him. “What are you doing?” he murmurs, watching me with heated interest, though I don’t understand the question, my intentions are pretty damn clear.
“It’s your turn.”
His brow raises as the hunger intensifies and I watch as he pulls away. Disappointment and confusion cloud me but as he closes the door and turns the lock, a wicked grin spreads across my face.
His message is loud and clear. What’s about to happen is just me and him, no more party for three.
He strides back toward me and as he reaches for me, a loud ding from a phone sounds from somewhere on the bed and lights up the room.
I can’t help but look down at it and what I see has my world closing in. My heart races as I see the text on the phone and I scramble for it, unsure if what I’m seeing is true.
No. This can’t be right, but as I read over the name and the text, I realize that it is.
Lucien Valentine – Is it done? Your time is running out.
My eyes snap up to Slade to find his panicked stare already on me. “I can…”
“Whose phone is this?” I demand, throwing it back to the bed before getting up and scrambling for my clothes, hardly able to hear myself think as the panic rises high within me. If he got to one of the boys, that could only mean that he knows exactly where I am.
“Just, wait. Where are you going?”
“Whose fucking phone?” I scream, not caring if I wake Damian’s parents.