Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
When he told me that with me, he was different, and he wasn’t going to lie, that he’s not sure if he’ll be able to change for others, a part of me relished that. I want parts of Ivan that are only for me. I’m special and different to him. I’ve never been that to someone on this kind of level.
“What are you going to do with me now?” I tease.
“I don’t much care for the bow in your hair.”
“Ahh.” I really never know what this man is going to say. I reach up to unclip it.
“Don’t.” He’s in front of me, his hand wrapping around my wrist to stop me. “It’s sexy as hell. I just hate that other people get to see you wearing it. All I can think about is you naked with only that on while you smile up at me. For days I’ve been thinking about you lying out on the bed for me.” He licks his lips. “Letting me have what I want.”
“I think it was me that got what I wanted.”
“I’d die a happy man if all you ever let me do for the rest of our lives together was eat your cunt.”
“Ivan.” Heat rushes to my face. “I bet you don’t say those kinds of words to other people, do you?”
“No.”
“We could do that right now,” I offer. He closes his eyes for a moment, and I know he’s picturing it. I’m already growing wet thinking about his mouth on me. My panties are sticking to me. I know what this man can do to my body.
“You’re hungry. I need to feed you first.”
“Fine,” I huff. I am actually starving.
“The food should be here soon.” He pulls his tie free. I take it from his hand as he undoes a few of the buttons of his shirt before he then rolls up the sleeves.
“Whatever will we do until then?” I play with a few of the buttons he didn’t undo.
“Raegan.”
“What?” I lick my lips. “We could have another first.” I yank his shirt out from his slacks. I have no idea what’s making me so bold.
“What are you doing?” His voice comes out gruff. I reach for his belt next. “Sunshine.” I take a few steps back, not really retreating, but I need room to get this belt off. I yank it free as my back meets a wall. “I’m hanging on to my control by a very thin thread.”
“Don’t tell me I’m testing it because that only makes me want to push harder.” To prove my point, I slide down the wall, my fingers going for the button of his slacks. I glance up at him. He braces his hands against the wall, his head dropped forward, watching me. His eyes are always on me.
“Take me out,” he orders, his whole mood shifting. I can sense it all around. The bossy Ivan that turns me on is back.
“Yes, sir.” The words roll off my tongue easily. My body loves this side of him. A grumble comes from deep in his throat. Who knew I could do this to a man? Not just any man either. Ivan Lawson. The man I was told is stone cold and emotionless. Right now, he’s bleeding with them. All that control he’s known for is shattering all around us. Pieces I know that only I can put back together.
I yank his slacks down, revealing his boxer briefs. The hard outline of his cock is in my face. I can see where the head is. A small wet spot is there. He’s already coming for me. I pull those down next, his cock springing free. I hold in a gasp at the sheer size of him. The head is angry, cum leaking from the tip, begging for attention.
“No hands,” he orders when I start to reach for his cock. He drops one of his hands from the wall to grab the base of his cock. “You can always say no or stop, but I am always in charge. Do you understand?” I nod my head. “That’s my good girl.” I press my thighs together. What the hell? Good girl? Yes, I want to be his good girl. “Open those lips for me.”
I part them, and he guides the head of his cock to my lips. His salty sweetness fills my mouth. A loud groan pours from him. “Pull up your dress. I want to see your panties,” he orders. I yank it up as he pushes more of his cock into my mouth. “You’re soaked through.” I whimper my response as he starts to make shallow thrusts in and out of my mouth.
I swirl my tongue around his cock like I’ve read in some of my romance books over the years. When more groans pour from him, I know I’m doing this right. I never knew giving someone pleasure would be such a turn-on.