Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 106041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
"Yes," she whispers, licking her lips. The pulse in her throat flutters visibly. "It hurts."
I growl in misery. She's hurting for me. Unacceptable. I slide between her legs, pressing my lips to the inside of her right thigh. I'm so close to heaven I can smell every note. She's as sweet as I knew she would be, with a hint of spice that has me ready to fall on her like a slavering dog.
"Easy, baby girl," I croon when she startles.
"What…what are you doing?"
"Kissing it better, little one." I splay her legs wide, giving myself room to work, and then lower myself down to her. "Feel free to scream as loud as you want, Georgia. No one is here to hear you begging daddy for more."
"Oh, God," she groans.
And then she's too busy screaming to say much else. I eat her like I've been thinking about doing for two months: like a goddamn beast. It's loud and messy, filthy sound ripping through the room as I attack her pussy with my lips and tongue, snarling the whole time.
She orgasms as quickly as she did in the car, catapulting over the edge, wailing for daddy the whole time. In the throes, she forgets to behave. Her hands slip from the headboard, seeking my hair. As soon as I feel them gripping the strands, I flip her to her stomach.
My hand comes down on her ass in a crack of sound.
"Blaze!" she moans, lifting her hips for more.
Jesus Christ. She's never leaving this bed again.
I rub away the sting, and then lean down to run my lips over it, unable to resist. She whimpers when I sink my teeth into it, biting gently. This ass is going to ruin me, I already know it. I'll be on my knees, worshipping it day and night.
"You moved your hands without permission, little one."
"I'm sorry," she sobs.
"Are you really?"
"No."
I swat her left cheek, grinning. Fuck, she's perfect. Unable to resist temptation, I slide my hand down the crack of her ass, trailing my fingers against her back entrance. She startles and then pushes back against me, moaning.
"Goddamn," I growl, my self-control shearing in half at this new evidence that she's exactly right for me. I yank her hips up, burying my face between them.
"Daddy!" she screams, shocked at first. And then she goes limp beneath me, giving herself over to it.
I eat her here like I did that sweet spot between her legs, loud and messy. She writhes in ecstasy, babbling nonsense. I grind my erection against the bed, trying to ease the ache in my balls. It doesn't help. Nothing will except being inside her.
"More, daddy," she cries, gripping fistfuls of the blanket. "More."
Ah, god. I press my tongue to her little hole, forcing the tip of it inside her. I reach around her at the same time to play with her clit. She comes in seconds, her cream dripping down my face, making a mess of my beard.
She's still writhing when I roll off the bed, trying to get this suit off before I lose my mind. Buttons pop off, flying like projectiles around the room. I don't care. I need in her. Now. I don't bother stripping my pants off. Once my dick is out, I climb back on the bed with her, flipping her to her back.
She's the picture of womanly satisfaction, splayed across the bed like a well-pleased sacrifice.
"Up, little one," I murmur, picking her up. She's limp in my arms, her body pliant. My heart is in my throat, love for this incredible woman overriding everything. Hearing her fears earlier…I wanted to rage. That she has any reason to doubt how I feel about her is intolerable to me, and yet it's entirely my fault. She won't have reason again. I'll shout it from every rooftop in this city, until she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that she's everything to me. Everything.
I sit back against the headboard, pulling her into my lap where she belongs. If I get her on her back, I already know I'll be too rough. This is her first time. I'm not fucking her like a madman. Not at first, anyway.
"Wrap your legs around my hips, baby girl," I murmur, catching her lips with mine. "Let me show you what else daddy can do to you."
She drapes herself around me like the softest little blanket, her mouth working in harmony with mine. I rock her hips, allowing my erection to slide through her soaked folds. The tip bumps her clit, making her tremble in my arms again.
"Fuck, I love the way you shake for daddy," I whisper, shifting her until I'm notched at her entrance. "You feel every little thing I do to you, don't you?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to love you with my body now, Georgia. I need you to be brave for me because it's going to hurt. Give the pain to me, little one. Bite me, claw me. Fight me if it makes it hurt less." I'll take it for her. Always, I'll carry that burden for her.