Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
I slid my hand up the length of her spine and reached up to take her nape in my hand, pulling her forward and titling her head back so I could deepen the kiss. Beatrix gasped when her chest slammed into mine. She braced her hands on my pecs and curled her nails into my chest, and despite the clothing that stopped her skin from touching mine, I felt her touch like it was fire.
I hissed out from how good it felt.
My cock jerked from the softness of her, from the scent of lemons that came from her, and at the way she broke the kiss and looked up at me with wide, vibrant eyes. Lowering my head toward hers again, I claimed her mouth, unable to get enough. I licked and sucked at her tongue when she opened for me and groaned against her lips at her surrender.
“I need you,” I growled.
“I need you, too,” she moaned in response.
I didn’t break our kiss as I reached behind and searched for the zipper of her dress. I gripped the little piece of metal and started pulling it down, the sound of it loud coming undone.
She broke the kiss before I could fully take it off her, and in an arousal-laced fog, I watched as she removed her dress, that red material sliding down her body like silk turning to liquid.
She was braless, her breasts full, the tips peaked and hard. She wore a little white thong, and without having me ask her to do it, she slipped it down her thighs and kicked it aside.
She stood naked in front of me, and I could tell by her breathing she was nervous, but I could also see her arousal was strong by the way her pupils dilated, how her nipples tightened under my gaze, and by how fast she was breathing.
My control slipped for good as I all but tore at my tux, needing the offending material off. And when I was just as naked as she was, I reached down and grabbed my cock, stroking it from root to tip. That was a mistake, one I had to stop instantly or I’d come in my hand.
“Come here,” I said so low my voice almost sounded distorted.
She was back in front of me a second later, our bodies pressed together. I had to bite my tongue not to groan in pleasure. She was hot and sweet and surrendered herself to me so easily, because she wanted this—no, needed it—as much as I did. When she put her hands on my chest, her bare skin finally touching mine, my cock jerked almost violently. The fucker wanted buried between her thighs.
I took a step back despite it being the hardest fucking thing I’d ever done in my life. I looked my fill of her nude body. Christ, her form was a work of goddamned art.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered. I could have said something filthy, obscene in how I felt when I looked at her, how I wanted to part her thighs and look at her cunt, but Beatrix was the epitome of beauty, and saying anything else right now seemed wrong.
My fucking cock was liable to explode if I didn’t have Beatrix soon. And when I came, I wanted to be buried deep in her.
Looking at her breasts, those big, glorious weights with the pink tips, they had me wrapping my hand around my cock, because I just couldn’t help myself. And she stood there and let me look my fill, let me touch myself like a dirty bastard as I eye-fucked her.
Her breasts slightly shook from the force of her breathing, and a low growl left me involuntarily.
“Fuck. I’m liable to come right now and I’ve barely touched you.” I hadn’t meant to admit that out loud.
“Don’t do that, Logan” she whispered. “It would be over before it started.”
The way she said my name, all breathy and needy, had me grunting in desire. Possessive need slammed into me that this woman was giving herself to me, only to me. I moved closer to her again, and her breathing changed. Her breasts rose and fell because of the action, her nipples seeming to tighten further. My mouth watered.
Damn, I was hard.
I lowered my gaze to her pussy, one with a thatch of short, darker strawberry-blonde hair covering it. “God, I want to devour you until there isn’t anything left.” Again, I hadn’t meant to say that out loud. I moved closer to her, and she surprised the hell out of me by pushing my hand away and taking hold of my cock. I groaned at the feeling of her stroking me, of her little palm moving up and down my length. My balls drew up, and I was about to stop her before I got off, but shocking the hell out of me again, she lowered herself to her knees in front of me. I was stunned at first, frozen in place. Beatrix stared up at me, her hand still wrapped around my dick, her mouth so close to the tip. Pre-cum was a steady constant from the crown, and all she’d have to do was lean in an inch and lick it off, take it into her body.