Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
All her life she’d been told how she never measured up, how she was never going to be good enough. She never for a second thought Grant would want her, and yet here he stood.
He cupped her cheek. His thumb stroked across her bottom lip.
“I want to fuck you, Aria,” he said.
“Then … fuck me.”
Grant groaned. He spun her around and pressed her up against the door. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding onto him as he kissed her hard. His hands went from her face, down toward her tits. He cupped them, pressing them together through the tight confines of the dress. They both moaned as he ran his hands down toward her ass, gripping the flesh.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he said.
With his hands all over her, she couldn’t get enough of him, didn’t want to. He was everywhere, which was exactly what she liked—his hands all over her body, making love to her, heightening her senses.
Grant took hold of the straps of her dress and slid them down her body. He spun her around, taking care of the zip in the back. The sound seemed to echo within the hallway. Each inch that he opened had her pressing her legs together to try and stem the arousal.
He had the dress off her body within seconds, followed by her bra and when it came to the panties, he tore them off. They were not going to be salvageable. She didn’t care.
He ran his hands over her ass and he growled. Aria didn’t know where she got the courage, but she reached out and pushed the dinner jacket off his shoulders. From the moment he’d put the suit on, she’d known he was uncomfortable. Grant hadn’t complained. He’d done it for her.
She got to the buttons of his shirt and slid each one through, opening the shirt, exposing his chest with the chains over. She ran her hands over his body before going toward his zipper. Sinking to her knees in front of him, she heard him growl.
“Fuck, baby, I knew you were going to look beautiful on your knees in front of me, but I didn’t know how much.”
Aria smiled up at him, pulling down his pants. Grant had already kicked aside his shoes, and he helped her with the pants. She grabbed the boxers and tugged them down his thighs.
His cock sprang forward and she watched, mesmerized as he wrapped his fingers around the length. He worked from the tip down toward the base, moving up and down. The tip grew slick with his pre-cum and she couldn’t help but lick her lips. She wanted to taste him just as he’d tasted her. Sliding her tongue across the tip, she tasted his salty pre-cum.
“Oh, fuck!” He released a hiss, followed by a growl.
She smiled at him. “I wanted to taste you, like you tasted me.”
“I’ve got no problem with you doing that, baby, no problem at all.”
She titled her head to the side and smiled at him. “Tell me how.”
“Open your lips. Don’t use your teeth, just your lips.”
She slid her mouth open and made sure her teeth were not on display.
“If at any time you want me to stop, sink your nails into my thigh.” He grabbed her hand and put it on his thigh, splaying out her hand. “Use those nails.”
She smiled. Aria didn’t think for a second she was going to use her nails on him.
He put the tip of his cock on her tongue. “Close your lips around my dick and suck it, as you would a lollipop.”
Following his instructions, she took him to the back of her throat and started to suck on him. Her lips touched his hand and then he gave the order for her to move her head up and down. Aria did as he commanded, sucking on his cock, loving the sounds he made, following everything he told her to do. She loved the feel of him in her mouth, and all too soon he’d pulled away.
He lifted her up off the floor and took her toward the stairs, putting her on her knees, spreading her thighs. His fingers touched between her thighs, finding her core. She cried out as within minutes, his cock was balls-deep inside her. They both moaned as he filled her.
He pulled out of her until only the tip was within her, and then he slammed inside, over and over, fucking her harder than before. The grip he had on her hips was almost bruising, but she didn’t care. Grant took her hard and then he buried himself to the hilt, holding still, not moving. One of his hands slid between her thighs and he began to stroke her clit.
“I want to feel you come all over my dick,” he said.
He stroked her clit, working her nub. The hit of pleasure was instant and she moaned his name. With his cock deep inside her, the sensation was so different, so new.