Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“I know I don’t have to,” she said softly, practically whispering in my ear. “But what if I really want to?”
Unlike that day in the condo, she was the one to initiate the kiss. Except this time, it was a full-body kiss, since her wrists linked behind my neck, her breasts smashed against my chest, and her legs spread wide over mine.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. My resolve was wavering. Would it really be so bad to give the lady what she wanted? What I wanted?
Fuck it all.
I plunged one hand into her thick hair, stroking, rubbing, and pulling as it cascaded down my arm. With my other hand, I pulled her even closer, running my hand up and down her back. And then, as I teased her mouth open, I let my fingers stray lower, squeezing that pert little ass.
I was probably going to hell for this, but it felt like heaven. She felt so good as she squirmed in my arms and moaned against my mouth. My rock-hard cock strained in my jeans, trying to reach her, but it would just have to wait until she was ready—which wasn’t tonight. But she sure as hell was ready for more than the relatively tame kiss we’d shared before.
Her hungry little mouth planted kisses all over my jawline—one that I hadn’t shaved in too many days, but she didn’t seem to care. Then I ducked my head and kissed the side of her throat. She moaned, her back arched, her head thrown back. I continued to kiss her neck, thrilled by the way it made her squeal.
With a mind of its own, my hand slid beneath her fluffy little skirt, and I touched warm, bare skin. Bare skin and then a strap. Shit, she really was wearing a garter belt. I slid a finger under it, tugged on it, and then let go, causing it to snap against her sweet ass. She let out a squeal. Then she looked guiltily toward the closed door, as if worried someone had heard, but she’d chosen her moment well. As far as I knew, we were the only ones here. Besides, it was a frat house. Noises like this coming from bedrooms weren’t uncommon.
I moved my head back, enjoying the tingle in my lips from where they’d been pressed against her warm skin. I put both hands on her sides and then squeezed as I slid them up. I didn’t stop until my fingers were poised just under her breasts.
Hailey’s breath caught in her throat, and she stilled. The bold young woman who’d thrown herself at me before had retreated—temporarily. That was okay. I could guide things from here on out, if she wanted me to.
I squeezed her sides, shaking her slightly. “Breathe, Hailey.”
She gulped in a big breath of air and her cheeks pinked.
I could feel her ribcage under her trembling skin. “You’ve done an amazing job of helping me forget my trouble,” I said quietly. “We can stop here.”
She stared into my eyes. Hers were beautiful, tawny, gold, and hazel combined. “I don’t want to,” she whispered.
I grinned at her and ran my thumbs along the underside of her breasts. They were stretching the elastic of the little white panel almost to the breaking point. Then I ran my thumbs across her nipples. They’d been semi hard to begin with, but now they were jutting little points. She had no idea how badly I wanted to suck them into my mouth.
She moaned and my smile widened. There was something so hot about this. Well, okay, everything was incredibly hot about this. But beyond the sexy little costume, and her gorgeous little body, there was more. She was sitting in my lap, maintaining eye contact while I toyed with her nipples and made her squirm. It was both intense and intimate at the same time.
It would’ve taken me half a second to flip down the stretchy white swath that covered her luscious mounds. But it was too much, too soon.
Then, to my astonishment, she did it herself.
My jaw dropped as she bared her upper body to me. Her breasts were perfectly round with just the right amount of bounce to them as she squirmed on my lap. Her nipples were a dusky rose color, and they were nearly as hard as my cock.
With my hands around her waist, I lifted her up. She squealed when I buried my face between those amazing breasts and traced a line along her cleavage with my tongue. It was the perfect place to be. All I could see, hear, touch, and smell was her. And now it was time for taste.
Leaning to the right I lapped at her nipple before drawing into my mouth. She clutched at my shoulders, steadying herself as her back arched, pushing her further against me. Had anyone ever done this to her before? I was pretty sure they hadn’t.