Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Lila,” he murmurs against my skin, his voice a low growl. “You’re incredible. I’ve wanted you for so damn long, I can hardly believe we’re here now.”
I respond with a kiss, my hands exploring the hard planes of his back, the strength in his arms. His calloused hands trace the lines of my body, eliciting soft gasps and moans as his touch ignites a trail of fire. The quiet swish of clothing being removed, the whisper of our skin sliding together, and the escalating rhythm of our breaths fill the night air, creating a cocoon of desire around us.
I arch into his touch, my body responding to his every move with a hunger that’s been building for far too long. His mouth follows the path of his hands, kissing and nipping at my skin, each sensation sending waves of pleasure through me.
“Jasper,” I whisper, my voice trembling with the intensity of the moment. “I need you.”
He meets my gaze, his eyes dark with desire. “I’m here,” he replies, his voice a low growl that sends another shiver down my spine. Sliding my panties aside he takes one slow lick up my soaked slit with his tongue.
“You taste sweeter than the most decadent, velvety vanilla ice cream.” His low growl against my sensitive skin sends shivers down my spine and weakens my knees, bringing me closer to the edge of orgasm. With his fingers entwined in mine, he presses my back against the wall, trapping me with his touch. Jasper's rough beard brushes against me, igniting a fire within me that I can't put into words.
"You're so goddamn hot when you coat my tongue with your sweet cream." His words are like a drug, taking over my senses and rendering me speechless. My smart mouth is silenced by his filthy words and the intense pleasure he gives me.
"Being with you is like being in paradise." He slips a finger inside me, quickly finding all my most sensitive spots and causing small moans to escape from my lips. The image of him sucking on his fingers after touching me sends bolts of lightning through my body.
"I want to fuck you so hard we have to come up with a new word for what we're doing." He stands and spins me around in his arms. "Hold on tight, Lila."
He traces his teeth down my spine, sending shivers through me as they graze over every nerve ending. Each touch of his fingers on my skin feels like a hurricane building up inside me, ready to make landfall at any moment.
"God, I can't wait any longer." His hands spread over my cheeks as he explores every inch of me. When his fingers reach the delicate rosebud between my cheeks, my whole body trembles with anticipation.
"This belongs to me." With just one finger, he pushes against the tight hole, and I can't help but clench around him, unable to control the flood of desire rushing through me. My thighs are slick with wetness, and he uses his cock to spread it all over himself before finally pressing against my entrance.
As our bodies collide in a frenzy of passion, I feel like we have found each other in the midst of chaos. Our connection sends sparks flying as we move together in perfect rhythm.
“I can’t wait to fuck you every day of forever,” he whispers, his voice rough and heavy with desire. One of his strong, calloused hands lands on my hip, holding me tightly against him.
His other hand slides up my spine, finding the back of my neck and squeezing lightly before threading his fingers into my hair and pulling my head back. The pleasure mixed with pain sends shivers down my spine, making me melt into him even more.
“Are you on birth control?” he asks, his eyes intense and lustful as they bore into mine.
I swallow hard, feeling his hard length grinding at the edge of my entrance. I shake my head, braving his harsh gaze. “No.”
A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. “Good.” With that single word, he pushes himself deep inside me.
My body relaxes and welcomes him as if it had been anticipating this moment for years. The idea of my life without Jasper in it is excruciating.
“Mine,” he says, his fingers tightening around my throat in a possessive hold. His lips trail across my shoulder, over my shoulder blades, and down my arm. “The way you shudder when I touch you tells me you’re all mine, baby.”
He smacks one of my ass cheeks with a forceful palm, sending a delicious burn through my body. I melt further into him, the warmth of the sting easing all tension and welcoming him deeper inside me.
“There’s my Lila,” he mumbles against my skin in a low growl, heavy with sexual tension.
In that moment, love crescendos through me like the sweetest song.