Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 262(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 262(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
I study his profile as he flips through different movies. He throws out suggestions as he scrolls, but a movie is the last thing on my mind. He glances over at me, and our gazes lock. It almost feels a bit too intimate to be this close to him, just inches away from his lips if I decide to be brave enough to go for a kiss.
"Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that pretty little head of yours," he murmurs, his heated gaze warming my skin.
"You can just ask," I reply. "I've always been an open book."
He shifts a little to turn toward me, a small grin forming on his lips. "Okay. Tell me what you're thinking right now."
I hesitate, only because I'm not sure if my words will kill the mood and ruin the evening. But I can see the lust in his gaze that probably mirrors mine. I notice how his eyes slid down to the tops of my breast visible in my low-cut tank top. Ever since I stepped foot into his home, we've tiptoed around this unspoken sexual tension to not make the other person uncomfortable. But I know I want him, and I don't doubt that he feels the same.
"I'm thinking explicit things that I probably shouldn't be thinking about a friend," I whisper. I watch his reaction closely. His brown eyes darken just a bit as he inhales deeply. "And I wonder if said friend wants me just as much as I want him right now."
"I'd say that the friend does," he replies. I don't even give myself time to second-guess myself. I reach up and thread my fingers through his hair and pull him closer, kissing him deeply. A soft moan leaves my throat as his tongue finds its way into my mouth to claim ownership of it. His arm snakes around my waist, and he pulls me onto his lap to straddle him without breaking the kiss. His touch leaves a fiery trail of lust and passion that sets my nerve endings on fire. He's the only thing my brain can process right now. Everything else fades in the distance as he consumes me.
I pull back long enough to pull off my tank top, my head falling back as my moan fills the room the moment his mouth latches onto my pink nipple. Streaks of pleasure race up and down my spine, desire pooling between my thighs in anticipation of what's to come. My hips move on their own volition until his erection is prominent in his jeans and ready to break free.
"We should probably take this to your bedroom," I whisper. He tightens his arms around me and stands to his feet, prompting me to wrap my legs around his waist. His lips find mine once again as he blindly carries me to his bedroom, dropping me onto his plush bed. We waste no time ditching the rest of our clothes, and it's not long before his naked body settles between my thighs.
"Are you still sure about this?" he murmurs against my skin as he places feather-like kisses along my jawline. Never in a million years did I think I'd lose my virginity to a guy I haven't known for very long, but everything about him puts me at ease. In the short time I've known him, he's made me happy. He treats me like a normal person and actually sees me for who I really am. I can't remember the last time I've had a connection like this with any guy I've ever known, but it was almost immediate with Trent.
"I'm sure," I say with a nod.
He kisses down my body before settling between my legs, his tongue flicking against my clit. Pleasure courses through my body with each delicious swipe of his tongue as my back bowed off the bed. My hands find their way back into his hair as his mouth skillfully leads me closer to my first orgasm. I've always had ideas of what I think sex will be like, what it'll feel like, but it's nothing compared to the euphoric sensation that rolls through my muscles. He slips a finger inside me, his heated gaze looking up at me.
"You're so tight, princess," he growls before sucking my clit into his mouth. I've touched myself in the past, but the waves of pleasure washing over me are nothing like I've experienced on my own. He's so gentle, so attentive, and it doesn't take long for my orgasm to hit me hard and fast.
"Oh my god," I moan as my thighs tighten around his head. My hips jerked with each swipe of his tongue as pleasurable aftershocks skate up and down my spine. My mind is in a daze by the time Trent kisses back up my body and reclaims my mouth. A soft moan disappears into his mouth as he rubs the head of his cock up and down my slick core a few times before he positions himself at my entrance. I'm nowhere near prepared for the sharp sting of pain when he enters me, the overwhelming sensation causing me to cry out. Trent freezes and looks down at me with wide eyes before dropping his gaze to where we're connected. He slowly pulls out, and his jaw tightens before he levels his gaze back on me.