Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 19091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
“One day—before Halloween—I came home early from work,” he said as his hips undulated against me with a mind of their own. “You were helping Michael with a science experiment for school.”
Bemused, I asked, “The potato osmosis lab?”
“Aye. For some reason it involved water and Michael was being a typical kid and splashing tap water everywhere. He drenched you. I could see your nipples, see your shape.” He cupped me, squeezing my breast, and I pushed my hips into his undulations. Haydyn’s hungry gaze moved to mine. “I had to hide in my room from you like a teenager because I was hard.”
“Really?” I’d never have known. I remembered him being a wee bit brusque that afternoon but I hadn’t known why.
He nodded. “That night was the first night of many I showered with my hand wrapped around my dick, fantasizing about fucking you.”
Wet slickened between my legs. “Haydyn.”
He caressed me, plucking at my nipples as they tightened into hard points. “I lost interest in dating other women. I couldn’t be with anyone else when all I could think about was you. And all the ways I wanted to make you mine.”
“Do it,” I begged, my mind a haze of lust. “Haydyn, please. I want you too. So badly.”
His answer was a triumphant, plundering kiss.
I frantically pulled off his shirt, breaking the kiss to do it, wanting to explore his beautiful body … but then he bent his head to my breasts, sucking a nipple deep into his mouth, and I forgot about everything but what he was doing to me.
I cried out, arching against him.
His long fingers curled around my underwear, and he tugged them down my thighs. They got caught around my ankles, and I kicked to get them off. My patience was obliterated. “I need you, Haydyn. I need you so much.”
“Fuck,” he murmured, his eyes wild with want. “I could only dream you felt the same way.” He kissed me again, slow, languorous, torturing me with pleasure.
In answer, I fumbled for his zipper. As I slid my hand inside his boxers to feel his throbbing, hard heat, he slipped his hand between my legs, sliding his fingers into me. The wet he found there made him groan into my mouth. He tore his lips from mine, and my chest rose and fell in frenzied breaths as he stared into my eyes with a tenderness that filled me with certainty.
“You’re beyond ready, sweetheart.” His expression turned harsh with need, and he gently captured the hand I had wrapped around him and removed it. He pinned my hand to the bed.
Anticipation made me squirm beneath him. Haydyn never broke eye contact as he shoved down his jeans and boxers just far enough to release himself.
Then he captured my other hand and held me down by the wrists. My panting filled the room, and I let my legs fall open wide as he nudged against me.
He pushed into me with a long, relieved groan.
My desire eased his way considerably, and that overwhelming fullness I’d been desperate for caused a pleasure pain to zing down my spine.
“More,” I begged.
“Fuck, Kenna,” he growled, his head bowing into my neck as he pumped into me.
I was mindless with want for him. My whole being, existence, became about Haydyn and the hot push and pull of him inside me. My hips rose to meet his hard thrusts, my cries and his groans filling the room.
He was surprisingly dominant, and it turned me the fuck on. I knew I was going to come quickly. The tension inside me tightened, tightened, tightened every time he pulled out and slammed back in.
“I’m close,” I gasped because I’d never come with just penetration. “Haydyn, I’m going to come.”
He released one of my hands to grab my thigh and pulled it up against his hip, changing the angle of his thrust. I reached for him blindly as the tension inside me shattered.
“Haydyn!” I cried out. Loudly. Disbelieving. Euphoric.
My orgasm rolled through me, my inner muscles rippling and squeezing around Haydyn. His hips pounded faster and then momentarily stilled before he cried out my name, his grip on my thigh bruising as his hips jerked with the swell and throb of his release.
As his climax shuddered through him, he let go of my thigh and slumped over me. Haydyn’s warm, heavy weight surrounded me, and I slid my hands across his back.
Our labored breathing rasped in my ears.
My heart pounded.
Haydyn and I had finally given in to our attraction.
I’d just had the best sex of my life and it might even mean something much deeper than that.
But we’d also just had sex without a condom and Haydyn had come inside me.
Six
Haydyn
Kenna lay soft and warm in my arms. I woke up about half an hour ago, but she was still asleep.