Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Maybe it’s all of those things.
“Flora,” he groaned, his voice sounding just as… desperate as mine.
I watched as his breathing changed, watched as the adrenaline hit differently—for the both of us. His shoulders moved up and down, the heat positively roaring from him and slamming into me.
And then he was striding toward me, his focus intent, the desire on his face almost savage in its appearance. He looked rough, almost unhinged in his passion, and it was all for me. I wanted to feel more of that unhinged desire. I wanted that roughness I saw hinted from him, the bad boy persona I craved, to coat me like a second skin.
He was a foot from me, looking down at me, his pupils dilated. I shivered and licked my lips, my heart pounding in the center of my throat. Images were racing in me, each one different and trying to claim supremacy. I wanted his body pressed against mine again, to feel how much bigger he was than me.
Before I knew what was happening, he had me in his arms, and I didn’t even stop myself from pressing my breasts against his wide, muscular chest—sexually, suggestively. I gasped at the feel of the hard outline of his need for me, that thick, girthy cock pressing against my belly.
“I feel like I’m going to lose it with you, baby.” He stared at my lips, and I felt them part under the weight of his stare. “I feel like you’re my weakness, and I’ve never wanted to submit to losing my strength and composure more than I do with you.”
Malkolm was so masculine and raw, but he had this other side that was smooth and sweet, gentle. And he was showing me both sides… and God did I want to get lost in the dual sensations he threw off.
I opened my mouth, maybe to tell him that I wanted this desperately, that I’d waited for him my entire life, but words failed me. I wanted to tell Malkolm I was a virgin, that no other man had touched me, that he was the only one I wanted.
But again… I couldn’t speak.
He still looked at my lips as he whispered, “There’s no going back. Once I have you, once I touch you, Flora… you’re mine.” He pulled me impossibly closer to him.
I gasped. “Don’t stop.” I rose up and pressed my lips to his, our tongues pressing against each other’s right away. He pressed his cock against my belly harder, and I melted into him further, unable to stop myself.
“Christ,” he hissed against my mouth and then pulled back far too soon.
My lips tingled, his flavor covering every part of me, moving down the back of my throat until I grew thirstier for him. His breath brushed along my lips, not missing me, not really adding pressure, but driving me crazy nonetheless.
“Is this insane… what we’re doing right now?” He was the one to ask, and I clutched the material of his shirt as it formed around his flexing, hard biceps.
“If it is, I’d rather not be sane.”
He chuckled deeply, thickly.
I'm so ready for him.
“Tell me,” he said in a gruff voice, as if this serrated side of him was coming to the forefront, as if he couldn’t help it. I felt his hands clenching and relaxing against me, felt as if he was barely hanging on but trying so damn hard it was physically taking a toll on him.
He didn’t emphasize what he wanted me to tell him. But I knew. I didn’t even hesitate. “I want this, Malkolm.” He let out this deep rumble from his chest, and I felt tingles move along me at the fact that my words pleased him.
“Is that right, Flora?”
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
“Tell me how much you want what only I’ll give you.”
Oh God. Can I? Can I be so bold and admit everything?
I could. I would. But he needed to know how inexperienced I was, how if he expected some mind-blowing night, I didn’t think I could deliver, because I knew nothing about sex.
So I stared into his eyes, wanting to start this off right, with honesty, so that Malkolm knew this wasn’t just a random hookup for me. This meant… everything. “I’ve never done this, Malkolm.” The words hung between us for long moments, and I could see on his face he was confused at first. I was just about to really spell it out, when his eyes widened for a fraction, and he let out a breath before pulling me against him.
“Baby,” he murmured. He pulled back and cupped my face. “I’ll be gentle.” He leaned in and kissed me. “I’ll make this so damn good for you.” He rested his forehead against mine, and we breathed the same air for long seconds. “I’m never letting you go.”