Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“B-but...you don't want to…” My cheeks flush with embarrassment at my next words. “...Go to the bedroom or something?”
His thumb and finger grasp my chin. “I'm in no hurry with you, Petal. We have all the time in the world. You and I are a sure thing.”
I nod, his sincerity sinking into my bones, still feeling his touch all over my body. A thrill of excitement courses through me at the thought of being with him. Damn my logic and sensibilities, against all better judgment, I crave this man.
“I want inside you,” he says, pulling me into him and pressing my body against the windows of the forge that overlook Copper Mountain. He grips my hips tightly as he angles me against the cool glass, igniting a fire in my skin with his firm touch.
With each flex of his hard abdominal muscles against me, I feel myself losing control. His fingers dig into my backside, sending a mix of pain and pleasure through me. I am powerless in his presence. This man has captured me completely.
“It's been so long since there's been a woman in my life, I haven't touched anyone in years. I'm clean, and I've waited so long to feel you wrapped around me...” he says, tracing my chin with his thumb. “I need to feel your lush pussy hugging me bare, baby.”
His eyes hold mine as he speaks, his thumb now tracing my lips. Despite any fears or insecurities I may have about my lack of experience, I feel completely loved by this man. He had been loving me from afar for weeks before making it official tonight.
“I've only been with one person and that was in high school...” I admit, hoping I won't disappoint him.
“Hey, eyes on me, gorgeous,” he coos, lifting my gaze to meet his own. “I need your eyes always on me, got it?” He gently thrusts his hips against mine, causing my heart to flutter.
“What's on your mind?” he asks.
“Most men want a woman that knows what she's doing in the bedroom, right? I know my way around the rare flowers more than men,” I confess, feeling self-conscious.
He laughs and his cock twitches against me. He captures my bottom lip with his teeth and nips it. “And every last inch of you is perfect. Stop talking about the sweetest and sexiest girl in the world like that.”
My legs tremble as he sets me on my feet and kneels before me, starting to kiss the inside of my thighs. His thick beard scratches against my skin as he moves lower and lower, sending shivers through me. The thought of him between my legs, that cocky grin still dancing on his lips before he presses into me, fills me with a wild lust for him.
His tongue slides against me, firmly holding me in place with my back pressed against the window. My nails dig into his shoulders as he groans and thrusts in a rhythmic manner, our skin sweaty and sticking to the glass around us.
Then he stands, focusing his attention on my clit, using his teeth to scrape against my flesh. One hand is planted on the glass beside me for support while his other grips my cheek as he moves inside of me. The contrast of his warm body against mine and the coolness of the window intensify my arousal as I ache for release.
"I need to bury my cock deep inside your hot fucking body," Atlas growls through gritted teeth. "Do you know how many nights I've fantasized about those pretty eyes looking up at me when I take you for the first time?"
I shake my head, feeling a rush of excitement at his dirty words.
"Say it," he demands, moving his hand to my hip and holding me tightly.
"How many nights?" I pant as my pussy begins to tremble and clench from his relentless attention.
He grabs my chin, holding my lips in place as he stands up, his cock now at the entrance of me. I moan into his mouth as he lifts my leg higher around his waist and starts thrusting with quick, powerful movements until he's completely inside of me.
He makes me feel out of control, consumed by desire and willing to give up everything to be with him.
My muscles tighten and twist as an orgasm approaches, but then he suddenly pulls out completely, teasing me with just the tip of his cock against my entrance in slow strokes.
"Every night, Petal," he whispers huskily. "Every night we were apart, I thought about all the ways I would one day dominate your perfect pussy and make it come only for me. The thought of someone else's eyes on you or someone else's hands on your skin drives me mad."
I gulp, feeling completely overwhelmed by his teasing and the way he plays with my desire like a cat playing with a mouse. A devilish gleam appears in his eyes as he moves his hand between us and starts swirling his fingers against my sensitive clit, sending me into a frenzy.