Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
I played with his balls, cupping them, taking one side into my mouth, then the other, driving him crazy. He cursed and moaned. Praised and begged. He gripped my hair, lifting my head. His eyes were wild, burning and intense. “You have to stop.”
I sucked harder, and he came, our gazes never faltering. His body was rigid, his breath coming out in short bursts, and he whispered my name as I swallowed around him.
Then his head dropped, and he was silent.
I let him slide from my lips, running my hand up and down his thighs.
He opened his eyes, narrowing his gaze as he stared down at me. The intensity was still there, the fire stoked lower but ready to explode any second.
“Took the edge off?” I asked innocently.
He bent, gripping my elbows, and pulled me up. He dragged me into his arms, kissing me again. His hands were everywhere. Cupping my breasts, stroking, pinching, and teasing my nipples. Yanking at the waistband of my leggings, pulling them down until I was bare in front of him. Then he lifted me, carrying me to his desk. He made a detour past his door, and it slammed shut, the lock clicking into place. He deposited me on his desk, pushing off the files, his empty coffee cup and warmer, and anything else in the way. I blinked, looking at the mess. Bane liked it neat. Apparently, Alex didn’t care.
He pulled up his chair, sitting down and staring at me. I wanted to cover myself, but I knew he wouldn’t let me. His eyes roved over me, and I felt them like a lover’s touch caressing my body. He lifted one foot, kissing the ankle and up my calf to my knee, then did the same with the other. He placed them on the arms of his chair, opening me to him. He stood, bending and kissing me until I was a mass of pleading need and desire under him. Then with a wicked grin, he drew away, easing me onto my back. Exhilaration, nerves, and want kicked up as he stood between my legs, staring down, tracing his fingers over me lightly. Teasing. Touching.
“Alex,” I whispered. “Please.”
His gaze flew to mine. “Keep saying my name, Maggie darling. I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll forget yours.”
Then he dropped to his chair and pulled me to his mouth.
BANE
Every filthy dream I’d had about Myers was lying on my desk in front of me. Her creamy skin was on display, the occasional crop of freckles decorating the smooth flesh. I planned on licking every one of them. Tracing her tattoo with my tongue. Discovering every sweet spot on her body. What made her gasp. Groan. Whimper.
I trailed my fingers over her splayed legs. She was almost panting in her desire, and my cock was throbbing at the sight of her sensual beauty—laid out like a feast for my eyes and mouth. She was wet—erotically so—glistening and inviting under the lights. Pink and tempting. I touched her with one finger, gently stroking it up her folds, hearing her sharply indrawn breath. I turned my head, pressing a kiss to her thigh, slowly drawing the skin into my mouth and sucking. Her hands fisted on the wooden desk as I turned and did the same to the other thigh. “Everything between these marks is mine, Magnolia. Do you understand me?”
She made a strangled sound, and I frowned. She was still tense and trapped somewhere in her mind. I wanted her with me, the way she had been when she was on her knees giving me the best fucking blow job I’d ever had. I had never felt this level of passion and need for a woman. For her to want me as much as I wanted her.
“Maggie darling,” I murmured, the endearment slipping from my mouth so easily. “Do you not want this?”
“I’m scared,” she admitted.
“Has no one…” I let the words trail off, rubbing soothing circles on her legs.
“Not often. And the last time, ah, it didn’t end, um…well.” I felt her swallow. “He said I was frigid.”
“You didn’t come?”
“No. Frankly, he was like a dog with his face in a water bowl. Slurping and shaking his head. He, ah, never, ah…found the right spot.”
I tried not to laugh, but I couldn’t help it. She was fucking adorable when she was shy.
“He didn’t know what he was doing,” I murmured, drifting my finger up and down her wetness, barely touching her, smiling as she shifted closer to feel my touch better. “I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
“I don’t want to disappoint you,” she replied.
I lifted my head. “Hey.” I waited until she met my eyes. “Not possible. But tell me you want this. You want me.”
“More than anything.” She sighed. “And I’m on birth control.”