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)
“Grant?”
Oh, he knew what he was doing, so he moved to the other nipple and did exactly the same. He loved her tits. Loved how responsive she was to his touch. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Sliding his thumb back and forth across the mound, he wasn’t sucking. He needed to feel her sweet cunt so he stroked his hand down, going toward her pussy. He fingered the edge of her jeans. He found the latch of her button and flicked it open. Next, he tugged her zipper before he crouched down and slid the jeans over her thighs.
Aria stepped out of them. The panties were a problem. He grabbed them and tightened his grip, tearing them off her body. Aria let out a gasp and he smiled.
This was how he wanted his woman. Naked. He stayed on the floor, but instead of crouching in front of her, he knelt. Gripping her hips, he moved her back until she had no choice but to sit on the bed. Once she did, he spread her thighs wide, and stared at her pretty pussy. So soft. So wet. All his.
There was no way he was going to let another man have her. No way at all. Aria was all his. His woman. His everything.
He couldn’t give her up. Refused to. When all this shit was over with the club and he’d made it out alive—if he made it out alive—he was going to fight for her.
Running his fingers up the inside of her thighs, he touched the lips of her pussy and spread her open. Staring at her cunt, he groaned. Perfect.
The scent of her was intoxicating and he couldn’t wait another minute. Sliding his tongue between her soaking wet slit, he touched her, then went straight down toward her entrance. He tongued her hole, stroking around it before plundering her cunt. In and out, he worked his tongue, hearing her slight intake of breath as he did so. She was a fucking dream.
Drawing his tongue back up to her clit, he worked around, across, back and forth, heightening her arousal, her need. Using his fingers, he plunged two deep inside her, feeling how tight she was. His woman was always so tight.
Twisting his fingers, he stroked across that precious spot that had her gasping his name. He didn’t stop teasing her clit and he felt the change within her in just a few seconds. Her orgasm started to build and he drew it out as long as possible, but when she came, he felt his own desperate need.
Grabbing his dick even before she had finished her release, he lifted up, and then, in one smooth stroke, thrust to the hilt within her pussy. They both moaned.
She felt so good. Better than good. Perfect. So fucking perfect.
Pulling out to just the tip of him inside her, he waited and then thrust hard and deep. He did this for several thrusts, taking her harder than before.
Grant was so close, but he didn’t want to come so fucking fast and ruin the moment. This could potentially be their last time.
In and out, he thrust inside her, going harder, and this time as his orgasm started to build, he didn’t try to stop it. When it came to Aria, there was no stopping this need. It consumed him. He thrust into her one final time and filled her, wave upon wave of his cum. Grant prayed this one took. He wanted to knock her up and make her his, for them to have something that bound them together.
Grant stayed inside her, but he moved them both up the bed, until they were lying against the pillows. He didn’t want to leave her pussy. He wanted to keep his dick like a plug inside her pussy, so she couldn’t go shower, giving time for his seed to do its job.
Aria stared up at him and he saw the tears in her eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I’m a big fuck-up, Aria. That’s what I do. I mess shit up.”
Her lip quivered.
“Don’t, baby. Don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry. I don’t want to ever see you cry.”
She sniffled and he groaned. “I’m not crying.”
“It looks like you are to me.”
“I’m fine.”
He pressed his lips to her head. “I love you, Aria,” he said. “So fucking much.”
“I love you too.”
Grant closed his eyes. They loved each other, but it didn’t mean they were fixed, not yet.
Now he had to do something he didn’t want to do. He pulled out of her pussy and leaned over her. “I’ve got to go now.”
“Grant?”
“I’ve got some shit that I need to do, but I will come back. You and I, we will have this time together.”
She took hold of his hand and he pressed kisses to her knuckles. Fucking her and leaving wasn’t what he wanted to do. It was the last thing he wanted to do, but he had no choice.