Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
The urgency in his voice sends a wave of heat down my legs. Pulling me from the island, he sits so I straddle him on the couch. His hand slides up my chest and around my throat, his thumb pressing against my pulse. “Ride me. Milk my cock.” I lift my hips and adjust myself, quivering at his cock at my entrance. Without warning, he drives into me, and his mouth falls to mine. I bounce up and down on his cock until he takes control, gripping my hips, branding my skin. He fucks me hard, each relentless thrust sending me over the edge. My pussy hugs his thickness until I’m lost to another orgasm. I spasm around him as his muscles flex. Suddenly, he grows thick and hard, filling me with his own release.
My head falls against his shoulder. His skin is warm with a layer of sweat. I feel spent but nowhere near sated. “That was okay at best. We need to do it again,” I pant.
“Just a warm-up, babe,” he replies, sounding just as winded.
“I love the challenge and will kindly accept, but I need a minute to catch my breath.”
Tate’s large palm smacks against my ass, and I yelp. “Up we go. No breaks.” He stands with us still connected, and with the strength of a God, walks us up the stairs to the bedroom.
“What do you have in mind?” I ask, loving how sexy he looks, both satisfied and hungry.
“Well, since I mentioned it, I can’t stop thinking about seeing my cock in that pretty mouth of yours.”
My eyes glimmer with challenge and arousal. “Mmm… nothing like dessert after a yummy dinner.” I cuss when his palm makes contact with my ass again.
“Mention that dinner again, and you’ll regret it.”
“Oh… so you don’t want to hear about how good the steak was cooked?” I taunt him, so freaking turned on. His chuckle is low and dark. I swear I orgasm for a third time at the sound. “Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
His lips slam against mine, and it’s electric. “You have no idea what I have in store for you. Buckle up, Parks. You’re in for a wild ride.”
A wild ride is right. Jorge has nothing on Tate…
Chapter fifteen
Tate
Waking up with her in my arms is fucking heaven. I don’t know how I lasted so long denying her. Everything about her is addictive. I’m on a permanent high. I stare down at her passed out in bed. I fucked her every which way ’til dawn, then had to wave my white flag before my dick fell off.
But it seems all I needed was a couple hours to revive myself. I run my fingers down her bare back and over her perfectly shaped ass. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s wet. My girl is hungry for sex. My girl. I drop to my back, running my hands down my face.
How did I go from denying this insane pull between us, claiming my duty to this job, to calling her my girl? A night of wild sex and finally letting go of all the doubts surrounding you. But I won’t take back what happened. And I won’t deny what we have. It’s intense, and it’s real. I have no idea where we go from here, but I’m going to find out.
I lift onto my elbow and caress her silky skin. Dragging a finger between her ass cheeks, I find her warm cunt. As expected, she’s slick when I insert a finger inside her.
Images of my tongue buried inside her sweet cunt her last night, tasting and teasing, have me hard as a rock. I slip another finger in, and she squirms in her sleep, letting out a breathless moan. Her moans are my kryptonite. Grabbing her hips, I pull her to me, and a sigh falls from her lips.
“Morning,” I hum, pressing my lips to her shoulder blade.
“I don’t do mornings. Less talking and more fucking would be best,” she says, pushing her ass against my cock. God, she’s so damn feisty. I love it.
“As you wish.” I nudge her legs open and penetrate her slick heat. I take her slow, loving her this way. Her ass is greedy as she works herself back and forth against me. I love the way she feels. The way she rides me. I grip her hips, knowing she has to be sore. Too soon, I feel my balls tighten. She’s right there with me, hugging my cock, and I shudder as I come deep inside her.
“Mmm… now you can talk to me.”
I chuckle against her back. “Shower. Then food.”
“You had me at food. You’ll keep me forever if you throw in mimosas.”
God, she’s trouble. “How about a trade? Mimosas for that mouth of yours.”
“You, my sexy little guard dog, have a deal.” I dig my fingers into her side, and she squeals. “I meant big guard dog. Huge!”