Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
A hand reached up, and fingers ran through her hair. “Well, good morning, baby girl. This is an interesting way to wake up.”
She hummed, not willing to let go. She used her tongue to tease the nub.
“Shit,” he murmured.
He liked that? Hmm, good. So did she.
Isa pressed closer to him, feeling his hard dick pressing against her tummy.
Ooh, more yumminess.
She slid her hand down his abs until she found his boxers. Then she moved her hand under to wrap around his firm shaft.
“Fuck, baby. I really hope you’re awake right now and not having a dream.”
She might still be dreaming a little bit. However, she knew exactly what she was doing.
Isa ran her hand up and down his shaft.
Delicious.
“Isa, you need to stop. Isabelle.”
Ooh, he was getting all stern and demanding. Desire filled her. More. She needed more.
She let his nipple go.
“Let my dick go as well, baby.”
Nuh-uh. Why would she want to do that? She kissed her way across his chest to his other nipple and latched on.
Sure, she should probably do what she was told.
But she just wanted to suck.
Ooh. She could suck something else.
Letting go of his nipple, she started to move her mouth down . . . down . . .
Suddenly, she was pulled up by two hands under her arms.
She let out a cry of protest. “No! My treat.”
He rolled onto his back and laid her on his chest. She lost her grip on his cock, but this new position was nice. It would work perfectly for what she had in mind. She attempted to slide down his chest, but he grasped hold of her hips, keeping her in place.
“Baby, look at me.”
“Let go.”
“No. You’re going to look at me.”
She glanced up at him, then over to the side. Loki must have gotten up early. He was a morning person.
She wasn’t. She wasn’t a morning person or a night person. Definitely not an afternoon person.
“Baby, focus.”
Oops. Pay attention to the sexy man whose dick you want to suck.
“Good morning,” she whispered before she realized that she probably had morning breath.
Oh. My. God.
And she was breathing all over him.
With a squeak, she ducked her head down.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I’m so sorry!”
“For what?” he asked. “For sucking my nipples and grabbing hold of my dick? Baby, you can do that anytime you want. Just wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing.”
“I knew what I was doing! I just didn’t realize I was doing it with morning breath. I’m just gonna . . . go . . .” She tried to slide off him, but she should have known that wasn’t going to work.
He wouldn’t let her move more than a couple of inches. Shoot.
“Isabelle, you don’t have morning breath.”
“Of course I do!”
“Well, if you do, so do I.”
Huh. She hadn’t thought about that. She managed to raise her head to look down at him. “You get morning breath?”
He grinned. “Baby, everyone does.” He brushed her hair off her face. “I don’t care about that. What I do care about is whether you were fully awake and aware just now.”
“Oh.” She blushed. “I’m not sure I’d say fully awake and aware.”
He nodded, looking serious.
“But I definitely knew what I wanted. I still do.”
“Are you sure, baby? I’m more dominant than Loki. I like to be fully in control. I’ll try to go easy on you, but are you prepared for that?”
Yeah, not only was she prepared, but she wanted it. However, she took a moment to check the impulse to just say yes.
“What does that mean exactly?” she asked.
Remy gave her a look filled with pride and she smiled, happy with herself.
“Good girl for asking. You can always ask questions and you can always use your safeword, understand?”
She nodded.
“I might like things a bit rough. So if you’re sucking my dick, I’ll want to control what you do. The pace. How deep I go. I might grab your hair and tug it. Like this.”
He gave her a demonstration, tugging at her hair. And there was pain, yes. But there was also a surge of pleasure.
“Hmm, seems you might like that,” he murmured. “Fuck, it’s like you were made for me.”
She blushed, smiling widely.
He ran his hand down her back to her ass. “I’ll tell you what to do, what I want, when to swallow, when to take me deeper.”
“I would . . . I’d be okay with that. I kind of like when you take control.”
“Do you? Definitely made for me.” He ran his fingers through her hair. “How do you feel about me waking you with my mouth between your legs?”
She squirmed. “Yeah, I think that would be okay.”
“And what about falling asleep with my dick in your pussy?”
“Wouldn’t it . . . wouldn’t it slip out?”
“Yeah, but then I might wake up in the night and slide back inside you. Even if you’re not awake. Would you consent to that?”