Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“No way am I forgetting something that sexy.” He nipped at my ear. “I wanna be that pillow. I want you to hump me in your sexy-ass red panties until we both come.”
“Oh.” That seemed to be the only word I was capable of. I tried rocking against him, but my balance had me lilting more to one side.
“Easy.” Malik guided my hand to his shoulder and started directing my motions with his hand on my ass. “Your panties feel so good. Lacy here. And sheer here. And so silky here.” He traced the lines of my underwear with the thumb of his other hand. “Love your cock against me too. You’re so damn hard.”
I hissed in a breath.
“Am I not allowed to say that?” He laughed huskily.
“I like it when you talk dirty,” I confessed. “Feeling your cock against mine through the fabric feels…” I searched for the best word because good didn’t come close. “Perfect.”
“Exactly.” He offered me a pleased smile. “Who would have known it would feel this fucking fantastic to grind off together.”
“Not me.” My laugh had a frantic edge as he pulled me tighter against him.
“Well, then, I guess I love surprising you.” He nipped at my neck. “You’re so beautiful, baby. Moving like this. All your fucking muscles and those pretty, pretty panties.”
“Fuck.” I closed my eyes because his face was too intent on seeing my every secret. Instead, I let myself drift on all the good feelings pulsing through me. I lost the last of my reservations, allowing myself to move like I was alone in the dark with my pillow.
Not that there was any doubt that Malik was a live dude with warm skin, fuzzy hair, and a hard, pulsing cock, but I let myself relax into a rhythm. He steadied me as I rocked and rocked until I stopped thinking about anything other than how amazingly right this was.
“That’s it.” His voice was tight and urgent. “Move on me. Use me.”
“Ungh.” I made an inarticulate sound. Need. Distress. I wasn’t even sure anymore. God, I needed him so much that it was almost scary. “Kiss me.”
I barely got the demand out before his mouth was on mine. I loved how he always seemed one step ahead of me, like he knew my body better than I did.
“That’s it. Fuck yourself against me. God, you’re so beautiful when you let go like this.”
“I like that.” My voice dropped to the barest of whispers.
“When I tell you you’re beautiful? You are.” He kissed my closed eyes, my cheekbones, and even my nose before returning to my mouth. “Even without these sexy panties.” He lightly snapped the waistband. “You’ve got the most amazing lips. And your eyes. Look at me. Please. I want to see how much you want this.”
“Need it.” Want didn’t even come close. And like I could do anything other than obey. I met his intense gaze, and his expression was intoxicating. I could get drunk on how he stared at me like I was a sexy beast.
I wanted to be that for him, so I rubbed against him harder, reveling in his moans and the greedy way his kiss escalated. The front of my panties was soaked. Not knowing which of us was leaking all that precome made my dick pulse. He squeezed my ass, making the panties stretch deliciously, giving me no choice but to move faster.
“Fuck, I’m too close,” I whimpered, feeling the tension rising in my body.
“Not close enough,” he growled. “More, baby. You are so sexy.”
“Yes.” I agreed easily because, at that moment, I was sexy and his baby and anything else he wanted me to be. “Want to get you off too.”
I was so close that every movement hurt, yet there was no way in hell I was stopping.
“I’m here, baby. Right with you. Come all over your sexy little panties. Make a mess.”
“Oh fuck.” My entire body arched backward, but Malik didn’t let me fall as I came and came. His filthy mouth was entirely too much for me, and I was about to apologize for popping off so fast when he stiffened under me. He yanked me harder against him, bucking up against me.
“Yes.” My sound was possibly more triumphant than his. Getting him off was even better than coming myself, and that had been an all-timer, as he’d say.
“You’re incredible.” He petted my back as my head dropped to his shoulder.
“What now?” I whispered, feeling like my whole damn life had changed in a single heartbeat.
“In a second, we go clean up. Then I’m washing your panties in the sink because those most certainly need repeat wear. Then I’ll take my sleep meds and drag you off to my bed.”
“Your bed?” I tried not to sound too hopeful, but my own suddenly looked way too cold and empty.