Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 58952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
And then he was back, crawling over her prone body until his face was in front of hers. Hands braced on the bed beside her shoulders and his knees bracketing her hips, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her again, this time a little softer, a little slower, rekindling that restless need as she threaded her fingers in his hair, clenching and unclenching them around the soft, thick strands.
The taste of him was addicting, and after another deep, decadent kiss, his lips moved on, sliding down her neck. He gently bit and sucked on patches of her skin, making her shiver and moan. He gradually moved lower, licking across her chest, beneath the curve of one breast, then the other, and when his mouth latched onto a nipple and sucked, she arched her back off the bed, silently begging him to consume her.
He did, taking more of her into his hot, wet mouth, the flick of his tongue joining in to elevate her pleasure. His teeth grazed and nipped her flesh, adding a jolt of arousing pain to the mix, and her pussy throbbed with a desperate demand for his attention, too.
As his lips scattered damp, lazy kisses along her stomach, her hands fisted tighter in his hair, eagerly and shamelessly pushing him down to where she ached and needed that mouth of his the most.
He chuckled against her belly. “Something you want, sweetheart?” he drawled, and she could hear the husky amusement in his voice when all she could do was make inarticulate sounds in the back of her throat.
But he didn’t need her words. The man’s sense of direction was impeccable, and it didn’t take him much longer before he was settled between her spread legs, her thighs draped over his shoulders and his face so close to her sex she could feel the gust of his breath on her wet flesh.
“This,” he said on a reverent groan as his hands gripped her writhing hips to hold her in place as he swiped his tongue though her folds, making her inhale sharply. “This is what I want.”
Then he ended the torment and feasted on her pussy, his tongue alternating between long, languid strokes, and licking and swirling around her clit. She moaned as ripples of ecstasy rolled through her, taunting her, as he kept her orgasm just out of reach. The pressure inside of her built and built and built, pushing her higher and higher, making her delirious with the need to come.
“Please, please, please,” she begged, her voice filled with a desperate, wanton demand as she bucked against his mouth and tugged on his hair.
He released her hip with one hand and the next thing she knew, two thick fingers were thrusting inside her, nearly short-circuiting her brain as he fucked her with those digits and dragged the tips over a sensitive patch of skin just inside her channel, again and again.
His tongue fluttered across her clit, giving her that final push toward the orgasm she was chasing. She went wild as overwhelming sensations crashed through her, unraveling all the tension coiling tight inside her and unleashing it in a torrent of unbelievable rapture that completely engulfed her.
She cried out and shook uncontrollably, her body racked with a sublime pleasure she didn’t even know existed. Her release was so powerful, so intense and overwhelming, that tears seeped from the corners of her eyes and she gasped for breath, her heart racing out of control.
Before any of those internal contractions had a chance to recede, he moved back over her, thrusting deep and catching the last pulses of her climax, the intensity in his eyes stealing her breath. He groaned, spearing one hand into her hair and using the other to hook one of her legs in the crook of his arm, spreading her indecently wide and pinning her beneath the weight of his body so that she could take every inch of him.
Angling his hips, he pumped into her fast and hard, deliberately grinding down onto her sensitive clit each time. The friction was like a spark to tinder, jolting her toward another orgasm. She gasped, her eyes widening as she stared up at him in shock.
He grunted, a knowing smirk on his face as he kept up his rapid, relentless pace. “Yeah, that’s it. You feel so fucking good. Give me one more,” he ground out, burying his shaft balls deep each time he slammed forward. “Do it, baby. Come for me. I want to feel your pussy squeeze around my cock.”
The pleasure rushing through her was all too much, overwhelming her as she clutched his shoulders. She didn’t think a second orgasm was possible, but she was wrong. Chase’s dirty words, the demand in his voice, and the way he was holding back, waiting for her to tip over first, combined to make her combust all over again. Her lips parted, and as if he knew she was about to scream, he placed a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound so she didn’t bring Betsy, or any other guests in nearby rooms, running.