Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
She couldn’t help but look at George’s lips. She had thought about kissing him so many times.
You’re a virgin.
About to be forced to marry a man you don’t love.
Your parents don’t know you’re a virgin.
Kiss him.
Anna-Beth didn’t know what happened, she was pretty sure George was leaning toward her as she closed the distance at the same time. One moment, they were staring at one another, and then in the next moment, his lips were on hers and she lost all sense of thought.
For twenty years, she’d been thinking about this kiss, and it was even better than anything she had ever imagined.
Chapter Five
George couldn’t stand the thought of her marrying anyone else. He didn’t know how he was going to stop her parents from ruining her life, but he knew he couldn’t go another second without kissing those lips.
He could not even comprehend her being with another man. No one else was ever going to kiss those lips. They were soft as they kissed him back. George didn’t know who kissed who first.
Those lips had been so tempting, those eyes so full of loss, and he needed to bring back his Anna-Beth. He would not let her be married off. One kiss was supposed to help her, but he couldn’t bring himself to think straight with the feel of her lips against his.
He needed to keep kissing her.
Cupping her cheek, her skin was so soft, and he slid his fingers up, going into her hair and gripping the full, blonde locks within his hand.
Anna-Beth let out a little moan that went straight to his cock. She tasted like the chocolate ice cream, and so much more.
Pressing her up against the fridge, he felt her hands on his chest, and he expected her to push him away, but she didn’t. She moaned, and then those hands slid up and wrapped around his neck. This time, he couldn’t resist pressing his body against hers, feeling all her curves. The silk negligee was so soft, and he felt the fullness of her tits.
Sliding one hand down toward her waist and then her hip, he moved around to cup her ass. The fullness filled his hand, and he couldn’t help but tighten his grip. He heard her soft, subtle moan, and he slid his tongue into her mouth, and she met his tongue with her own. His cock hardened even more, and he growled her name.
Pulling away from the kiss, he stared into her eyes. “Tell me to stop,” he said.
“No.”
Her defiance aroused him even more.
He didn’t want to stop, but he also didn’t want to pressure her into doing something she didn’t want to do.
Slamming his lips back on hers, he kissed her hard and then slid his hand beneath her negligee and started to move up, going toward her pussy. He needed to touch her. Wanted to rid her mind of whatever had caused her to panic. Her family were bastards, she knew this, and he didn’t know what set off her panic attack, but he was determined to stop it.
Much to his surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties, and as he pressed his hand against her core, he heard her sudden intake of breath.
“Tell me to stop,” he said, breaking the kiss.
Sliding a finger between her slit, he found how wet she was, and he went straight toward her clit. He didn’t look away as he saw the pleasure wash over her face as he began to stroke her sweet pussy.
Fucking her in the kitchen wasn’t something he wanted to do. He didn’t give a shit if he broke the moment or ruined the chance to be balls-deep inside her. George stopped touching her, and then hiked her over his shoulder, hearing her sudden scream.
“George, what are you doing?” She slapped his ass, but then as he got to the stairs, she screamed a little more, and he felt her holding onto the back of his jeans for support. “This is not funny. You could drop me.”
“Not going to happen.”
He cleared the stairs and took her to his bedroom, where he placed her on the bed. Kissing her lips, he made sure to kiss that annoyance right off her face.
“Tell me to stop,” he said.
“No.”
She was pure fucking temptation.
Pushing the negligee up to her waist, he spread her legs. “Fine,” he said. Now, he was going to do what he wanted, which was to lick this amazing pussy. Spreading the lips of her sex open, he stared at her cunt, and all he wanted to do was lick and suck at her clit. He did so, and she tasted exquisite.
“Come for me,” he said.
His name echoed around the room as he licked her clit, sliding his tongue back and forth across her sensitive nub.
His cock was so hard, and he’d already pushed his sweatpants off his body and onto the floor. He wanted to be inside her so badly, but first she was going to come.