Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Nate kicked open the first door, and she found herself in a large, luxurious bedroom. She barely saw anything as Nate strode to the massive bed. She thought he’d toss her on it, but he wrapped his arms tight around her and sat down, maneuvering her so she was straddling him.
“Tell me,” he commanded, his hand tangling in her hair.
She shook her head. “Later. Not now, Nate.”
“Then take what you want, sub. Take what you need.”
She knew what she wanted. To drown in him. Her ass ached as she slid off his lap, fitting herself between his legs. He hissed above her as she worked the fly of his jeans, easing the zipper down.
“Damn, me,” he said as she pulled at the waistband of his boxers and freed his cock.
This was what she needed. He’d given her the emotional release she’d required to be open to him. Now she could show him she was exactly the storm he wanted.
She stared at his gorgeous cock, wrapped her hand around it, and felt his groan in her pussy. She was probably the biggest mess. She was sure her mascara was everywhere, and he was still looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
Daisy stroked his cock, watching as a pearly bead pulsed from the head.
“You’re killing me,” he whispered. His hand came out to smooth her hair back. “And I’ll die happy.”
She lowered her head, giving him a lick. They hadn’t gotten to this part the first time. He’d been too into tying her up and torturing her. It was time for some sweet payback. She kept her eyes on him as she sucked his cockhead past her lips.
Nate’s chest hitched, his head falling forward and then back as he gave over to her.
He tasted so perfect. Salty and masculine, the scent of his arousal filling her senses. She took him deeper, rolling her tongue over his dick. He filled her mouth like he filled her pussy—to overflowing. He was almost too much.
Like she was.
Too much might be just enough to build something real.
“That’s right. Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he said, his eyes on her, watching where his cock disappeared into her mouth.
She ran her tongue over and around him, fighting to take as much as she could.
“Daisy, I don’t want to come in your mouth. Please, love. I want to look in your eyes this time,” he said, his hands on her hair, but he didn’t force the issue, merely gave her the choice.
She went back on her knees and watched as he managed to shove his jeans down. There were condoms on the nightstand and she picked one up, a solemn feeling spreading through her because while it had started out as a hot game, she felt so connected to this man. His pull drew her in, and she couldn’t help it. A moth to his flame. It didn’t matter if she burned. Her path was set.
She eased the condom on and then straddled him again, not even giving him a chance to kick his pants off. He didn’t need to. Nathan Carter was right where she wanted him.
“Daisy,” he began.
She shook her head and lowered her lips to his even as she felt his cock at her pussy. Pure pleasure threatened to drown her as she slid onto his cock. Her tongue tangled with his, arms wrapping around each other until she wasn’t sure where she ended and he began. She tilted her hips, taking him inside. She loved how fucking big he was, stretching her, but she could handle him.
She worked her way down his cock in little passes until she finally had the whole of him filling her up.
“Fuck. You feel so good, and it’s not just about how perfect you fit me.” Nate’s hands gripped her hips.
It was more than sex. It scared her but maybe that was a good thing.
She started to move, her eyes held by his as he shifted with her. She found the perfect spot and worked his cock over and over until she couldn’t stand it a second more and then held herself tight against him, riding the wave of her orgasm. The second she was limp against him, he rolled them over on the bed, bringing his weight down on her.
She loved the way he pressed her into the mattress, adored how he didn’t pretend she was fragile and he was worried he would break her. He simply took her because she was his and he was hers and this was natural.
She wrapped her legs around him, watching his gorgeous face as he thrust in over and over. Then he stiffened, and his eyes were on her as he went over the edge.
Pure satisfaction filled her soul as Nate fell to the bed beside her, and for a moment, everything felt right with Daisy’s world.