Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
That was new!
“Oh!” My back arched off the bed.
Fyfe made a pleased sound as his other hand dipped between us, his thumb finding my clit.
I jerked at his touch, on sensory overload as he tugged ruthlessly at my nipple, scraping his teeth over it.
The tension coiled tight in my womb and I dug my fingers into his strong shoulders as he moved his mouth to my left breast and treated my other nipple to the same. He raised his head to watch me as he pressed two fingers inside me. We gasped together as he finger-fucked me, his way eased considerably by my arousal.
“Fyfe, Fyfe … oh god, yes …”
He bowed his forehead against mine. “Your pussy’s so wet. I can’t … I can’t believe how wet you are. For me.”
“I need you.” My fingers bit into his waist. “I need you inside me.”
“I need that too,” he promised. “But you’re going to come again first.” He circled my clit with his thumb.
I shattered, crying out his name as I came, shuddering against him as he licked and kissed my breasts until I was nothing but pleasure-melted goo on the mattress.
Again, he gave me no chance to recover. Fyfe’s kisses turned demanding, harder, needful. He reached blindly across me, cursing as he had to break the kiss to open the bedside cabinet. He pulled out a condom, and I was shaking with want as I watched him roll it on. The man had barely secured himself when he was pushing inside me. I wrapped my thighs around him as he braced himself over me and thrust deeper. Needing more, I pushed against his chest. “Sit up.”
He sat back, our bodies still locked as I came with him, straddling him, my knees to the mattress, my arms wrapped tight around his neck. Our chests pressed together, I rocked my hips over him.
We moaned against each other’s lips before our mouths met fully as I rose again and came down. I clung to his shoulders, flooded with feeling. The overwhelming fullness of him inside me, the hard grip he had on my ass while his other hand squeezed and molded my breast with just the right amount of pressure. I leaned back, breaking the kiss, but only so his cock thrust into me at the most delicious angle. Only so I could watch him. I moved slowly, building toward an exquisite orgasm.
I moved beneath Fyfe’s awed gaze, watching the way his nostrils flared as he lingered on my breasts, on the way his eyes dropped to watch me ride him. He gripped me tight, urging me on; his jaw clenched as the heat between us increased. Our gazes locked and everything passed between us.
Connected.
Totally connected.
Not just physically.
My orgasm hit me, and I came around him, my stomach muscles rippling with the release, my inner muscles squeezing him tight.
Fyfe cursed under his breath and pushed me back on the bed mid orgasm. He lifted my hips, gripping them as he knelt between my legs and began to fuck me.
Hard.
Sensation scored through me and I didn’t know if it was another orgasm or if he’d just extended the last. Whatever it was, I almost blacked out as incredible pleasure exploded through me.
Thirty-Six
FYFE
Light prodded at my eyelids and I groaned, reluctantly opening them to the request.
I blinked rapidly, my eyes dry and gritty and like there was something foreign in them. Blurred vision cleared somewhat and I realized I’d left my contacts in overnight. Moreover, I’d forgotten to hit the remote on my bedroom blinds, which was why the morning sunlight woke me.
The slight, warm weight of another body had me peering down, and last night came flooding back.
Lying in my arms was the reason I hadn’t taken out my contacts and had forgotten to shut the blinds.
Overwhelming realization moved through me as I stared at the beautiful woman half sprawled across me. Eilidh’s dark curls tickled my chin as a few errant strands escaped upward. The rest spilled down her slender back. One arm was tucked in at my side, while her other rested over my stomach. Claiming me. Her right leg was tangled with mine. I could feel nearly every inch of her gorgeous body against me. Arousal mixed with the dawning recognition that until this moment, something integral had been missing from my life.
Eilidh. Here. In my arms. Waking up to her after a mind-blowing night of sex and intimacy.
I’d never experienced anything like last night.
And I knew I never would if Eilidh chose not to give that to me again.
The very idea was like ice water in my veins, and my hold on her waist tightened.
Staring down at her face, watching her eyelids tremble in sleep, humbled by the way Eilidh unconsciously wrapped herself around my body, making herself vulnerable to me again …