Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“You got me all fucked up, baby.” I pinch her nipples between my fingers, making her gasp. “Offering me up this tight little pussy.” I pull out, then ram into her hard. “Then telling me that I can only have it while we’re here.” I thumb her clit, and her pussy flutters, then starts to pulse. When I know she’s about to come, I slide out of her completely, wrap my hand around my cock, and squeeze.
“Walker.” She reaches for me, and I have to give it to myself, because fuck, I want nothing more than to be back inside her. But if this is the only time I get to have her, I’m going to drag it out as long as I possibly can.
“Be good for me, baby, and let me fuck you.” I flip her to her belly, then lift her hips off the mattress. “Jesus, I don’t know which view I like better.” I smack her ass hard enough to leave a handprint, and she moans.
Yeah, I’m pissed.
I move my hand between her legs, and her hips jerk in response to my fingers floating over her swollen clit to the heat of her, which grips them tight when they slide inside her.
“Oh God,” she whimpers, dropping her forehead to the mattress while her hands tangle in the blanket in front of her. Removing my fingers, I wrap my hand around her hip and feed her pussy my dick, inch by inch, gritting my teeth when she attempts to push back on me.
Leaning over her, I growl against her ear, “You might have set the rules, babe, but you’re not in charge here.” I hook her with my forearm under her breasts and pull her up to sit on my lap, impaling her on my cock. Between her petite size and this position, she’s at my mercy. Sliding her hair over her shoulder, I nip her throat, then kiss up to her ear. “Do you wanna come, baby girl?” She turns her head, and when her dazed gaze meets mine, it’s almost my undoing.
“Yes,” she moans, her pussy fluttering. I capture her hand, bringing it between her legs, listening to her breath when it catches as I use her fingers to circle her clit.
“Don’t stop,” I order and nip her bottom lip, then take my hand away to grip her hip, lifting her just a bit before setting her back down over and over.
When her body begins to shake and her head falls back to my shoulder, she moans, and I grit my teeth, silently cursing how fucking perfect she fits me. I don’t want to come, not yet. But even if I wanted to, there’s no way I’d be able to get her off my dick fast enough to stop the release that her core pulls from me.
Balls tight, feeling lightheaded, my release pulses in tandem with my heartbeat while my vision dims.
I don’t know if I black out, but I barely catch her when she goes limp in my arms, and with the little strength I have left, I maneuver her to the bed and roll to my back, dragging her over me. Our skin is slick with sweat, and when she shivers, I grab a tissue from the container near the bed, discard the condom, and drag the blanket over us before I pass the fuck out with her sprawled out on my chest.
CHAPTER 5
hanna
The sound of mumbled voices wakes me up, and I slowly float to the surface of sleep, registering even before I’m fully conscious that I’m still in Walker’s bed. Keeping my eyes closed, I listen to him move around the room and silently replay what happened last night.
To say things didn’t go as planned when I decided I would admit to him I only wanted a vacation fling and nothing more is the understatement of the century. I did not foresee that he would have me naked within two minutes of those words leaving my mouth. Or that when I got up in the middle of the night while he was sleeping, with the plan to quietly get dressed and leave, that he would drag me right back to his bed and give me three more orgasms. One with his mouth, one with his fingers, and then one while he fucked me slow, depleting any strength I had left to leave afterward.
When I hear the curtain open and feel the soft rays of sun against my closed eyelids, my lashes flutter open, and I watch him open the doors to the balcony and push a cart outside. In the early morning light, with his shirt off and his hair damp like he just showered, he looks impossibly more beautiful. I knew the chemistry simmering between us was hot; I just had no idea he would ruin me for all other men in one night. I’m not naïve enough to believe I’ll be able to find what I experienced with him again.