Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
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Sam and Nicole still sat at his parents’ dining room table. Throughout, he hid a raging erection beneath his napkin and under the tablecloth, suffered through a dessert he didn’t taste, and barely paid attention to the conversation surrounding them. Finally, finally he and Nicole were the first to say their goodbyes.
He sped home, daring one of his own to pull him over, and parked in Nicole’s driveway. Once they reached her house, the polite dance they’d been doing around each other ended. She closed the door and was in his arms in an instant.
This wasn’t the smooth seduction of the first time. He sealed his lips against hers and backed her to the nearest wall, dying to be inside her again. She threaded her hands through his hair and held on as he devoured her mouth. He needed her more than he needed air to breathe, and as he wasn’t used to the feeling, he ignored it in favor of the hot sensations that were much more pleasurable.
She hooked one foot around his leg and pressed her lower body against his. Knowing exactly what she needed, he ground his hips into hers, nestling his cock into the warm vee of her legs.
A low moan escaped her throat and he trailed a wet kiss down her cheek and sucked on the flesh of her neck, so when she let out another sexy sound, he felt the vibrations against his mouth.
She slid her hands beneath his shirt, and the feel of her soft fingers trailing over his abdomen made him shudder and grow harder. He let out a curse, lifted her into his arms, and headed for the bedroom upstairs.
“You like this caveman thing.” Nicole laughed, obviously feeling playful.
“If I were a caveman, you’d be over my shoulder.”
“The carrying thing, then.”
“I like carrying you.” This routine wasn’t something he’d done before, but she was right. With herd, he always seemed to be impatient, wanting to be naked and inside her.
She grinned, settling her face into the crook of his neck, first kissing him, then nuzzling with her nose and mouth, and finally taking a nip with her teeth.
He felt the kick of that bite in his cock.
He tossed her onto the bed, and her eyes opened wide, then glazed over with aching desire. He pulled off his shirt. She took the hint and worked at her own clothes until she lay spread out before him. Instead of rushing to claim her, he decided he wanted to do other things first.
He braced his hands on her thighs and lowered his head, breathing in her musky scent before sliding his tongue over her sex. Her hips arched upward in a silent plea for more. Yeah, that he could do, he thought, and began to earnestly work at giving her pleasure. It didn’t take long for him to learn her body and what she liked: long, leisurely laps of his tongue around her damp folds, and what really sent her over the edge—a nip directly on her clit.
He’d never tasted anything sweeter or wanted to give someone more pleasure. He focused solely on Nicole, her short pants of breath, the soft cries when she edged closer to coming. He slid one finger deep inside her, and she came apart beneath his hand and mouth, and a deep sense of satisfaction filled him.
He prolonged the sensations until her muscles relaxed, and then he kissed his way up her lithe body, ending with her lips, letting her taste herself on his mouth.
His erection was rock hard against her thigh, and he braced his arms and lifted himself over her. “I need to be inside you.”
Her eyes dilated even more. “So what are you waiting for?”
“Not a damn thing.” He kissed her deeply as he raised his hips and thrust deep. She clenched him tight in her hot body, skin to skin, and realization dawned.
Shit. “Condom.” He started to pull out quickly, but her fingernails dug into his shoulders, stopping him.
“I’m on the pill, and we—I always used protection.”
* * *
Nicole stared up at Sam, unwilling to use Tyler’s name while she felt Sam’s thickness in every part of her body.
He expelled a long breath. “Same. Especially since my sister got pregnant . . .” He hung his head, drawing an obvious breath, and then, without warning, he pressed his hips against her, filling her even more.
Small pulses of desire electrified her from where their bodies joined so intimately to the farthest reaches of her fingertips and even into her throat. The man was so potent, and each time they came together, he breached another protective wall she’d tried to erect against him.
Without a condom, she had an even more difficult time differentiating between sensation and emotion. She’d have to sort her head out later, but right now, looking into his gorgeous hazel eyes so intent on her, she didn’t want to think at all.