Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
I can feel his lips curve into a smug smile against my skin as his hands slide down, skimming over my hips before slipping beneath the hem of my blouse. His fingers splay across my stomach, the touch sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “You’re so damn sexy,” he murmurs, his voice rough with desire.
The way his body molds to mine, how every inch of him feels like it was made to fit against me, it’s overwhelming. I don’t want him to stop. I don’t want this feeling to ever end.
It’s as if he’s on the same page. He moves his hands under my blouse, sliding over the lace of my bra. “I need to be inside you, Eva. I have to feel you.”
I nod, my eyes meeting his hungry ones. “Yes,” is all I say. Yes to all his questions. Yes to everything, because I want everything with this man.
He nudges me against the counter of my bathroom, his hands sliding underneath the cups of my bra so he can massage both breasts in his hands. He toys with the nipples, his mouth dragging kisses over my neck. “You’ve got me so fucking hard, Eva. Now that I’ve had you, I’ll never be able to stop.”
I know he’s just caught up in the moment, but does he mean it? What about his calling? What about his faith?
I push all the thoughts about the future away and let Benedict have his way with me. He removes his hands from under my blouse as he makes quick work of his zipper, pulling his pants and boxers down in one rapid movement. He fists his dick in his hand, and then he lifts me onto the counter. “Spread those fucking legs for me.”
I do as he asks, and he pushes my skirt up, positioning himself between my legs. I lean back, letting my ass scoot closer to the edge of the counter so he can get better access.
He positions himself right at my entrance, and in one single thrust he’s all the way inside me, his body stalling for a moment. “Fuck, you feel so damn good. The way your pussy grips me is like magic.”
I gaze into his crystal-blue eyes, and he presses his forehead against mine as he picks up speed.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispers across my lips, our bodies moving in tandem, finding a rhythm that has me barreling toward my orgasm.
He keeps pumping inside me, his dick hitting just the right spot. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, keeping him close. My legs wrap around his back as he keeps fucking me. It’s a quick fuck, but I love it.
I love being able to do this with him. My imagination runs away with the fantasy, and I picture him coming home from a late night of work. Or maybe we’re getting ready to go out for a night on the town, and just like tonight, he can’t wait to bury himself inside me. I imagine us at a club, heading to the bathroom because we can’t keep our hands off each other.
Seriously, it’s how I feel every time I’m around him.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of him.
His hands stay planted on my ass, squeezing, tugging me closer toward him as he keeps thrusting his dick deeper inside me.
Over and over. Deeper and deeper.
I don’t ever want it to stop.
“I’m so close,” I grit out.
His forehead is still against mine as our mouths are inches apart, breathing the same air. “Come all over me,” he whispers before claiming my lips with his.
Our kiss is fervent, a clash of need and desire that consumes us both. His lips crash against mine, hot and demanding, as if we’ve been starving for this moment. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, and he responds by gripping my waist, pulling me flush against his body as his dick pounds inside me.
I can feel the heat radiating from him, the tension in his muscles as he holds me, like he’s afraid to let go. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, deepening the kiss, and a low, throaty moan escapes me. The taste of him—warm, intoxicating—is addictive, and I can’t get enough.
Every stroke of his tongue against mine sends sparks of electricity through my body, igniting a fire that’s been simmering for too long. His hands roam over my back, one sliding down to cup my ass, pulling me even tighter against him. The intensity between us grows, the kiss turning wild and heated, full of pent-up passion that we’ve been holding back.
I’m breathless, my heart pounding as our kiss becomes more frenzied. His teeth graze my lower lip, sending a shiver down my spine, and I gasp into his mouth, only for him to kiss me even harder.