Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“You,” he said, nipping my bottom lip. “Are fucking sensational.”
I rocked against him, tangling my hands in his hair as I bounced slowly in his lap. And when he reached down between us and pressed his warm fingertips against my clit, I let out something between a moan and a prayer.
“I’m close,” he gritted out, and then he took control — of everything. He bucked his hips, fucking me hard while I used my hands in his hair to steady myself. One arm wrapped around me to give him leverage, and the other rubbed my clit with the perfect amount of friction to give me what I needed.
“Jaxson, oh God, I… fuck!”
My second orgasm took me all the way out.
Numbness invaded me from head to toe, and then it was blasted away in a shocking wave of heat. My blood rushed to where he touched me, legs trembling with the effort to keep riding. I didn’t have to do much. Jaxson bucked his hips to meet mine, fingers keeping their pace while he punished my mouth with another brutal kiss.
I was floating in space.
I was everything and nothing all at once.
I writhed in his lap, crying out his name, and when I did, he muttered a curse against my lips and shuttered.
I felt it, the moment he spilled inside the condom, the way he spasmed even as he managed to keep his pace and make sure I didn’t lose my orgasm. The groan he let rip free gave me new life, and I took over, using his shoulders to help me bounce on his cock and drain him. I wanted every last drop.
I wanted to fucking wreck him — just the way he’d wrecked me.
The sounds he made when he came felt like the sweetest reward I’d ever earned. They were guttural, primal, completely untamed. And with every flex of his hips, he held onto me, pulling me down like he couldn’t get deep enough to ever feel satiated.
A squeeze on my hip told me when he was finished, and I slowed, pressing up high enough to carefully remove the condom. I tied it off carefully and set it aside. When it was gone, I fisted my hand around him, savoring the moan he let out when I did.
“I have an IUD,” I told him, pumping him slowly. “And I’ve been tested.” I looked down at where he was hardening in my hand, and then locked my eyes on his. “I really want to feel you inside me, Jaxson. Just you.”
His answer was a tightening of his jaw and his hands lifting my hips. I knew by that alone that he’d been tested, too — knew he wouldn’t chance anything. But he confirmed it with words.
“You’re safe with me.”
Jaxson positioned me where he wanted, and then slid inside me — all the way, in one fluid motion that stole both our breaths.
God, it was so hot, to be connected like that, to feel him inside me without a barrier between us. And I was warmed up, lubricated, stretched enough to sit all the way down and wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my forehead to his.
It was my plan to just sit there with him inside me, to just… feel.
But soon, our breaths were slowing, and Jaxson was winding his fingers in my hair. Then, he was kissing me, unhurried in his perusal of my mouth. Before long, he was rock hard, flexing just deep enough to make me gasp.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he rasped.
The next round began before the first one was even done.
And as he moved me to the bed, pressing me into the sheets and sliding inside me again, all I could think was how wrong he was.
I knew exactly what I was doing to him, what he was doing to me.
What I didn’t know was how we were ever supposed to walk away from each other now.
Just Keep Driving
Jaxson
I woke to the feel of soft, warm fingertips gliding along my arm.
It was the first thing I registered, the way they both tickled and soothed where they ran from my shoulder all the way down to my wrist. The next thing I noted was the soft, slender heat touching every part of me — a leg hitched over my hip, a breast flattened against my chest, and a sweet little pussy nestled right against my thigh.
My cock twitched to life, but even as it did, I felt the rest of my body protesting.
I was pretty sure I couldn’t fuck that girl again even if I wanted to.
I was usually quite proud of my stamina, considering I could skate non-stop and fast-paced for minutes at a time, take a small break, and then do it again — for hours. But Grace had pushed me to the limit last night in the best possible way.