Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 49441 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49441 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
His skin was on fire as my fingers traced over him, my touch making his muscles contract, and little goosebumps rise up.
Losing his fight with his own patience, Nathaniel’s hands slid down my spine to sink into my ass, using it to pull me more firmly against him.
His hardness pressed against me, drawing another moan out of me.
Nathaniel’s teeth bit down on my lower lip, the pain/pleasure mixture had my hands moving between us, impatiently working at his button and zipper as his own hands slipped under my shirt.
They moved up my sides, then across my stomach to slip up and cover my bare breasts. Since the one article of clothing his servants hadn’t provided me with was a bra.
I’d been annoyed at that fact when we’d been literally running through the maze.
Now, though?
It was the best decision they ever made as his hands cupped me, as his fingers teased my nipples into pointed buds.
Circling, swiping, rolling, pinching.
A whimper escaped me as my hand cupped him through the material of his pants, making a shiver rack his system, encouraging me do a swipe across him with my thumb. Once, twice.
The growl I’d really begun to like grew, vibrating through him and into me as his lips finally ripped from mine.
Gaze on me, his hands slid down, grabbing the hem of my shirt, and drawing it up.
The mix of my heated desire and the chill in the air had a shiver moving through me as he tossed my shirt onto the ground beside his jacket.
Nathaniel reached for me again, drawing me against his body, making a gasp escape me as our skin met.
His lips moved up my jaw, over the shell of my ear, and into my neck as my hands grabbed at the waistband of his pants and underwear, drawing the material down over his hips, then releasing it to fall at his feet.
Finishing the task, Nathaniel kicked out of his shoes and stepped out of the rest of his clothes, leaving him bare under the night sky.
Wanting to even things up, his own hands grabbed my pants and panties, dragging them down, but lowering with them as I toed out of my shoes.
He was on his knees before me, helping me out of my pants and panties.
When he finished and glanced up at me, the hunger in his eyes was unmistakable.
He leaned in, pressing a kiss just inside my knee, then making his way upward as my thighs parted enough for him to finish his path up my thigh, then sealing his lips over me.
His tongue teased up my cleft, then circled my clit as my hands slapped down on the back of his head and shoulders, keeping myself upright as he drove my pleasure upward.
My moans were filling the night air as Nathaniel drove me right to the edge, then sent me flying over, leaving me crashing into the climax.
Nathaniel worked me through it before reaching up for my hips, pulling me until I was kneeling down on the ground next to him.
“I’ve lived over three hundred years,” he murmured, pressing kisses up my shoulder. “Never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”
My belly flip-flopped at his words, but I didn’t get a chance to fully absorb him before his lips and hands were on me again.
Tracing, touching, teasing, making my need build once again until it was an ache that refused to be ignored.
My own hands moved over him then too, tracing down his back, sinking into his ass, then moving forward to close my hand around his hard length. I stroked him to the base, making Nathaniel’s lips pull from my mouth. His forehead pressed into mine as he let out a small groan of pleasure.
He let me work him for a moment before he was reaching behind me, spreading out his jacket on the ground, then lowering me down.
His body came over mine, melting into me.
My legs wrapped around his lower back and his hips slipped between.
My hips rocked against his length, feeling him stoke the desire burning through me.
“Nathaniel, please,” I begged as my hands went around his back.
On that little growl I loved so much, he shifted back, then surged inside me.
My moan filled the night air, mingling with Nathaniel’s quiet groan of pleasure.
He pushed up, looking down at me as he started to move inside of me.
Slow at first.
Then harder and faster as our need amplified, overtook us completely.
I rocked with him until the pressure came to a catalyst before the pleasure surged through me.
Nathaniel groaned, his forehead pressing to mine as he kept moving through it, dragging it out.
Then, suddenly, he was rolling under me, rocking his hips up into me as I came down from the climax, somehow making me climb once again within moments.
On a moan, I sat up, looking down at him as he watched me with those hungry blue eyes.