Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
I released his wrist and my hand traveled down to his pants to give his dick a little squeeze. “How about you do anything to me instead?”
“You need me, kitten?” His fingers dipped under the cup of my bra to stroke my nipple, making me catch my breath.
“Yes,” I sighed.
“Fucking right you do.” His other hand ran up my calf to my knee. He slid it under my skirt, making my legs part with a squeeze on my inner thigh. His fingers moved higher, teasing the edge of my panties before slipping inside to stroke my swollen lips. Molten heat poured over me as I trembled with need underneath him. “You need me. Only me.”
He lifted his fingers, hovering over my clit and I jerked my hips up, aching for him to touch me. “Only you,” I repeated.
“You’re mine, Carly,” he growled, his finger lowering again to glide over my clit and down to my opening, teasing me as I spread my legs wider and lifted my hips. He finally pushed a fingertip in to the first knuckle, just enough to make me feel it but not enough to give me what I needed.
“Please,” I whimpered.
He sunk his finger all the way inside. I moaned, holding my legs open with my hands at my knees, wanting more. His eyes were dark as he stared down at me, watching as he slowly fucked me with his finger. In and out at a leisurely pace, adding another finger, and stretching me as he pumped them. When he dipped his head low, I held my breath, afraid to move and break the spell. I wanted his mouth on me too badly, was desperate to feel his lips and tongue drive me into a much needed orgasm.
“Nobody will ever see you like this but me.” His tone was dark, his breath hot against my skin. His tongue swiped me from bottom to top, flicking against my clit at the end. “I’m the only man who knows exactly how sweet you taste.” His fingers curled up, rubbing against my G-spot and making me scream. It was too much, my orgasm crashed down on me suddenly. “The only one who gets to hear your cries and see your beautiful face when you come.” He lifted me up, his hand fumbling with his belt and zipper to shove his pants down before he settled me on his lap. I felt the wide crown of his cock at my opening and then he lunged up, filling me in one powerful thrust. “And mine is the only cock that will ever fill your tight pussy. I don’t give a flying fuck who wants to take you away from me. I’ll kill anyone who tries.”
“I don’t want anyone else. Only you,” I reassured him, cupping his jaw in my hands to hold him in place. I slid my nose down his until my lips hovered over his mouth. “Never anyone but you.”
His control broke, and his fingers dug into my hips as he pounded up into me. I met him thrust for thrust, nipping at his bottom lip with my teeth while I rode him. My knees were clenched into his sides, my heels were probably jabbing him in the thigh, and I gripped his shoulders so hard my nails were digging into his skin. It all seemed to egg him on, making him move faster. Harder. Deeper.
He shifted his grip on my ass, his thumb sliding towards my puckered opening and teasing me. My brain told me to freeze up, but my body had a mind of its own. He owned my pleasure, knowing exactly what to give me to toss me over the edge. With the glide of his thumb and a roll of his hips, I was there. My orgasm crashed over me with so much force I lost my breath, clinging to his hard body as I shuddered. Then his arms tightened around me, impossibly tight as he pumped into me. His groans of satisfaction rang in my ears even as I felt him pulsing inside me.
I lay limp on his chest, my head resting on his shoulder as I gulped in air like I’d just run a marathon. Except running a marathon didn’t sound like any fun, and sex with Brandon was the most fun I’d ever had in my entire life. “I’d pick a sexathon with you over a marathon any day of the week.”
His bark of laughter startled me, making me bury my face into the crook of his neck. “I said that aloud, didn’t I?”
“You sure did,” he confirmed. “Anytime you’re in the mood for some exercise, just let me know. I’m always up for a good workout.”
Sliding off his still semi-hard dick, I was able to confirm his claim. We’d both just climaxed, but I bet he could go again anytime now.