Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 129084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
The tips of her fingers, cold from the glass, tap my cheek as a smile graces her face. The moonlight dances in her eyes as she stares into mine. “That would go against our agreement.”
Chuckling under my breath, I move in, anchoring a hand above her head while staring into those gorgeous eyes of hers. “We made the rules, babe. We can break them as well.”
I slide my fingers between her legs, slipping them in the slick welcome of her pussy. “What do you say?” I ask, then kiss the side of her mouth.
I pull back and brush her hair away from her face, admiring her beauty and the innocence before fucking her with my fingers.
Her head tilts back, eyes closed and mouth open. I cover it, swallowing her breath and giving her life. Pulling back, I watch her chest rising and falling through jagged breaths. When she peeks, she whispers, “Noah.” She wraps her arms around my neck to hold me closer. Kissing the side of my mouth, she adds, “Let’s not ruin a good time.”
That’s the last time I ask. If she only wants sex, I’m more than happy to give her what she wants. I’ll fuck her so that’s all she remembers when she leaves tomorrow, all she feels when she walks away from me.
“You’re so wet for me, baby.” I pull my hand back, bringing my finger to my mouth, hungry for a taste of her more than I need my next breath. Fuuuck. So good.
Picking her up, I press her back to the doorframe. With the moon bearing witness and the ocean drowning our moans, I position myself at her entrance. I’m ready to have her wrapped around me, to feel her body take all of me to the hilt. As soon as she looks at me, a question lingers with bated breath between us. I hold myself still though it’s becoming impossible to keep from doing what I know will give me the relief I’m desperately craving.
She rubs the back of my neck and takes a deep breath. “I want this, but it’s been a while—”
God, there’s something so fucking sweet about the way she’s looking at me—innocence buried deep in her gaze. I can’t stop myself from kissing her and then again. “Do you want me to go slow?” I ask, studying her pretty face. Though her features are delicate, a scar lies just above her right eyebrow. It’s nice to see the perfection broken by something natural.
The slightest of nods accompanies her arms holding me tighter. “Just to start.”
“I can do that for you just to start.” I push in slowly, kissing her again, this time my breath catching in my chest. The heat of her body consumes any thoughts I had before that this is any other chick. “Fuck,” I growl, my head dipping down to her shoulder and sinking as deep as I can. It’s not enough.
I need more.
I need all of her.
Lifting her higher, I wrap her legs around me, her ankles clasping behind my back. A pant breaks the wordless connection of our lips, and then a mewl tickles my skin. “You feel . . .” It’s just another whisper drifting past my ear, but I hear her. “So good.”
“You think you can handle more of me?”
Above widening eyes, her brows pinch together as color floods her cheeks. “I thought that was—Oh my God.” She sucks her harsh breath deep into her lungs, her eyes clamping closed, and her jaw slacking. “Yes. Feels so good. More. Harder.”
I’m not gentle, and I’m not kind. I fuck hard, making sure to decimate any stupid notion of this being anything more than a one-night stand. “So fucking amazing.”
She exhales. “Oh God, yeah.” Her hands fist as if she’s restraining herself from digging into my skin. Sucking in a breath, she drops her head so we can stare into each other’s eyes.
There’s so much more to this, more to us than a physical connection. I don’t say anything, though my thoughts collide with the sensations of pleasure we’re sharing. I stumble as gratification enters the horizon. “Fuck, I’m coming,” I confess, caught in a state between failure and victory.
Gripping tighter, I pump and thrust, fuck, and kiss her shoulder as if she’s the balm to heal this aching thunder ripping through me. My body betrays me. Not able to hold on any longer, I clamp down on the same shoulder I just left kisses, groan, and then give in to instinct.
An earthquake shakes her core and sends tremors through her body. She embraces my dick as much as my outside. My name rattles from her tongue in a chant of rhythm and cause.
The sound of her embeds in my memories.
It’s easy to lose myself in her darkness, her moans, the heat of her passion, and the sanctuary of her song. Her beauty and the downfall of what comes next. That’s not something I’ve ever concerned myself with prior. With her, I can’t rest knowing the end is part of our beginning.