Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“What all have you done?” he asked as I stepped out of the shorts. He ran his hands up my bare legs, causing me to tremble with anticipation.
“Wh-what do you mean?” I asked, watching him place a kiss above my belly button. I sucked in a breath and nearly let out a moan. Jack had never touched my body like this. It was almost like Brody was worshiping me.
“Sex-wise. What have you done?”
I licked my dry lips and fought to keep my voice even and casual. “Not much. I’ve only ever dated Jack, and he…well, he likes to kiss.”
“Has he made you come with his fingers or mouth?”
I felt my eyes widen. Brody was so blunt with his questions, but that was probably a good thing. Better to get straight to the point. “Um, his fingers a few times, but…”
He looked up at me. “But what?”
Shrugging, I replied, “He gets mad when I don’t want to go further. He usually wants me to play with him, then he occasionally makes me come with his fingers. We’ve never had oral sex.”
A look of anger washed over Brody’s handsome face, but it quickly disappeared. “He’s an idiot.”
Laughing, I nodded. Honestly, I didn’t know what else to do.
Something changed in his eyes, and I swore they got darker. Or the lights in the cabin dimmed, I wasn’t sure which.
He ran his hands back up my legs, then hooked his fingers into my panties and slowly pulled them down. Both of our breathing picked up, and I was positive he could hear my heart pound. It was so loud in my ears, I almost missed the low growl that came from the back of Brody’s throat as he stared at me.
Licking his lips, he stood and looked directly into my eyes while he unclasped my bra, letting it fall down my arms to rest next to the panties I’d stepped out of moments ago.
“I’m going to be the first man to make you come with my mouth—and you have no idea how that makes me feel.”
I chewed on my lip, feeling the pulse between my legs grow stronger. The urge to press my thighs together was nearly unbearable.
“Oh,” I whispered. My cheeks heated, knowing I was so inexperienced when it came to things like sex and foreplay. Brody was probably used to being with women who knew what to do, how to touch him to make him feel good. I had no idea what to do, and even if I did, I was so nervous I probably wouldn’t remember any of it right now.
“Sit down, sweetheart.”
His voice was barely a whisper. I sat down on the sofa, and Brody dropped to his knees. I watched his face as he took in my naked body. I wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, and that struck me as odd. With Jack, I was always so conscious of my nakedness, and found that I often wanted to keep something on. A shirt, my bra…some kind of a barrier.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Sutton.”
His words made my heart slam against my rib cage. He leaned in and cupped one of my breasts with his hand and feasted on my nipple. I gasped in pleasure and found myself arching into him. Needing more. God, I needed more.
“Brody,” I whimpered while his other hand moved down my body and between my legs. I spread them wider, giving him access. When his finger slipped inside of me, he moaned and drew back to look at me.
“You’re so wet, sweetheart.” His voice sounded strained, and he closed his eyes for a moment as he pushed his finger in again, then pulled it out. “I need to taste you.”
Before I could even respond, he spread my legs wider and licked between my lips, then sucked on my clitoris. I nearly jumped off the sofa.
“Oh God!”
He looked up again and smirked. “You taste like heaven. Did you like that, Sutton? Do you like me tasting you like this?”
All I could do was manage a weak, “Yes.”
“Do you want more?”
Nodding, I whimpered when no other words would come out.
Brody put his head back between my legs, and I watched as he feasted on me like I was his favorite dessert. I brought my hands to his head and pulled him closer. More. I needed more…yet, it was almost too much. The buildup wasn’t taking long, and I arched my back. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving. Brody reached up and pinned me down with one hand as he pushed his tongue inside me, and I cried out.
“Brody! Yes. Oh God.”
I’d had orgasms before. Jack had used his hand, but it was always rushed. As soon as I came, he’d put my hand on his dick and tell me to get him off again. There was never anything romantic about our intimacy. I’d asked him once about oral sex, and he’d said he wasn’t into it. Giving or receiving. So I had never brought it up again. But I’d heard my friends talk about how earth-shattering the orgasms were that happened when a guy gave you oral. And they were not kidding. It felt as if I was floating out of my body and watching myself on the sofa.