Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 116909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 585(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 585(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
He remembered the first time she’d blown him. It had been shortly after her eighteenth birthday, when they’d been making out on his sofa. She’d surprised him by slipping off his lap and, without a word, unbuttoning his fly to wrap her fingers around his cock. There’d been no awkward fumbling. No, she’d shot him a confident smile, told him he might be interested to know she’d read a lot of magazines filled with tips about oral sex, and then she’d promptly sucked him deep.
That was Blair. A damn minx through and through. One who shamelessly took and gave—something he loved about her.
He growled as her tongue flicked the sensitive spot beneath the head of his dick. “I’m going to fill your mouth with come,” he told her as she went back to swallowing his length. “I want it in your belly while I fuck you. Because I will fuck you. But not until I’ve eaten that pussy I own.”
A moan vibrated around his shaft. Inwardly cursing, he dragged in a breath, fighting for control. It didn’t help, because he got another lungful of her heady scent. It infused the air, laced with arousal. It was more intoxicating than any drug or aphrodisiac. It called to him and his cat on a primal level.
“Make me come, baby.”
She tightened her lips. Upped her pace. Sucked harder. Took him deeper.
His balls drew up tight, and the base of his spine tingled. Luke began pumping his hips, fucking her mouth with short, shallow digs of his cock. “Swallow it, Blair. Don’t miss a drop.” An electric pleasure coursed through him and seemed to zip up the length of his dick as he exploded.
Her jaw aching just a little, Blair pushed up onto her hands and knees and licked her lips. His breathing a little choppy, her mate stared at her through sex-drunk eyes that made her stomach clench.
“We need to frame those articles you read,” he said.
Blair felt her mouth curve. She and Kiesha had pored over several back when they were eighteen, each determined to blow their male’s mind despite their inexperience.
Luke grabbed her arms, dragged her to him, and kissed her hard. His tongue swept into her mouth, bold and sure, as he rolled her onto her back. “Now it’s my turn to play.” He slid down her body and settled himself between her thighs. His warm breath washed over her slick folds as he used his thumbs to part them. And then his mouth was on her.
Sweet Jesus, he knew how to use that tongue. It circled and rubbed at the sides of her clit, pausing now and then to lick and lap at her slit. His fingertips bit into her thighs as he held them in place while he tasted and touched and took the responses he wanted from her.
She burned. She moaned. She writhed. She wound tighter and tighter.
And then her release swept over her—dazing, consuming, devastating.
Her orgasm had no sooner subsided than Luke was bringing his body over hers, giving her his weight. She splayed her hands on the twin columns of his back, her lips parting as the blunt tip of his cock stretched her entrance, causing the most delicious burn.
Then he slammed home, savagely forcing her pussy to take every inch.
She almost choked on the ragged breath that got trapped in her throat. “Christ, Luke.” Wanting to ride him, she tried flipping him onto his back. It didn’t work.
His eyes dark and fevered, he pinned her hip down, the pads of his fingers digging into her skin. “No,” he rumbled, all alpha. “You’ll stay where I put you.” His pace fast, he began roughly pounding his hips forward, taking her in viciously hard thrusts.
She scored her nails down his back, moaning at how damn deep he sank. The sex last night had been sweet and tender. This was savage and explosive. He all but rutted on her, and her animal reveled in it. Reveled in being so elementally taken.
“You were born for this,” he snarled. “Born to be fucked by me.”
His sharp teeth repeatedly scraped and bit as he plowed into her body, leaving little marks on her lip, her jaw, her neck, and her breasts. Each sting fed the orgasm building inside her. It was a hot, spasming, bubbling force in her lower stomach that kept stretching and stretching like an elastic band destined to snap.
Still hammering hard and deep, he delivered a soft bite to the side of her face. “My baby needs to come, don’t you?”
“So do you.” She could feel his cock swelling and pulsing.
Teeth raked over her claiming brand. “You first.” He bit down hard, ramming his cock faster and deeper … and the elastic force in her belly finally snapped.
She scratched at his scalp, a silent scream snagging her breath, her pussy clutching and rippling and milking. He locked his cock deep, filled her with hot bursts of his come, her name a growl in his throat.