Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
The air caught in my lungs as he lowered his head, his breath hot against my core. Inhaling deeply, he groaned before closing the gap between us. Then he drew his tongue up my slit, from bottom to top. The pleasure was so overwhelming, I jerked away from him with a gasp. “Whoa.”
Glancing up at me with heated eyes, he asked, “Are you ready for more?”
“Yes, please,” I whispered.
His gaze lowered again, and he used his thumbs to pull back my folds. “So fucking drenched for me,” he muttered, his voice full of masculine appreciation.
My clit was practically throbbing with need, and when he ran the tip of his tongue around it and over the top, I felt the zing of pleasure deep inside me.
“Oh, my gosh,” I gasped, going up on my elbows so I could watch him go down on me. His eyes were zeroed in on my pussy as he licked up my wetness. Then he stiffened his tongue and stabbed it inside my entrance, and my entire body grew taut. “I’m close already, Silas.”
“Good, baby. Come for me,” he commanded. “I want to hear your cries echo off the walls while your pussy strangles my tongue.”
The combination of his dirty words and his tongue working me right after was enough to send me over the edge. I cried out and my body shuddered, my inner walls clamping down on his tongue just like he’d wanted. He licked me through my orgasm, not letting up until my body stopped trembling.
“Good girl.” He kissed the inside of my thigh. “Now I want to feel you come around my fingers. Need to make sure you’re ready to get off when my cock stretches your perfect pussy.”
I’d only ever orgasmed on my own before, and the one he’d just given me was more powerful than anything I’d experienced. But it didn’t prepare me for what it would feel like when Silas started to work one of his thick fingers inside me inch by inch. “So damn tight.”
“Um, yeah…about that,” I whispered, realizing I hadn’t shared my lack of experience with him and hoping it wouldn’t make a difference.
His digit slid a little deeper as his gaze drifted up my body to scan my face. “What, baby? No need to be nervous, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve never done this before.”
His body went rock solid, the green of his eyes deepening. “I’m the first man to get a taste of you?”
“Uh-huh.” I nodded and let out a nervous breath. “The first for any of this, actually.”
“That’s my good girl, saving herself for me.” He sank his finger farther inside my tight channel. “I swear I’m going to make this good for you, baby. I’ll never give you a reason to regret waiting until I found you.”
“You’re not mad?” I asked, butterflies swirling in my belly over his reaction.
“Not even a little bit,” he assured me with a smug grin. “I’m fucking thrilled that I’m the only man who’ll ever get to see you like this. I love that you’ll only ever be mine.”
I knew that people said things in the heat of the moment, but his possessive words made my heart swell. They also amped up my desire, which he took full advantage of by twisting his wrist. The pad of his finger stroked against the sensitive spot inside, and he lowered his head to flick his tongue over my clit before tugging it between his teeth.
Fireworks exploded behind my eyelids as waves of pleasure crashed over my body. “Silas, yes! Oh yes!”
He worked me through my second release, and then he got to his knees and shoved his basketball shorts down his thick thighs. After he tossed them over his shoulder, he wrapped my legs around his waist and notched the tip of his dick at my entrance. When his gaze met mine, he asked, “Ready, baby?”
“Absolutely.”
As the last syllable of my reply trailed off, he thrust forward in one powerful shift of his hips, filling me completely. He hadn’t given me the chance to tense before pushing through my innocence, and the pain didn’t hit me until his balls had already slapped against my butt.
Bending low, Silas kissed the tears from my cheeks and murmured, “I’m sorry, baby. Shh, don’t cry. It’ll pass soon, and then I’ll give you more pleasure than you can stand for being such a good girl.”
He kissed me until the ache eased, and I wiggled my hips experimentally. “It’s better now.”
“Thank fuck,” he groaned. “Being inside you without moving is the best kind of torture.”
He pulled his hips back before thrusting all the way in again. Throwing his head back, he growled, “Fuck, yes! You’re so damn tight, baby. Not sure how long I’m going to be able to last.”
Digging my heels into his butt, I urged Silas on, desperate to see him lose control. “Don’t hold back. I need you.”