Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 122097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
So I say, “Yes. I would like you to tease me, Collin.”
And this makes him smile all the way up to his eyes. He tugs my jeans down to my knees and places his mouth on my stomach—still looking at me. Then he begins to drag his tongue down between my legs.
I still have my hands in his hair. And I’m caught in whatever spell this is because I cannot stop watching him. I cannot help but imagine what it’s gonna feel like when his tongue runs out of stomach, which it does pretty quick. He angles his head up so his chin is right between my legs. Touching me right where I want to be touched.
But then he stops and goes still.
I close my eyes and let out a breath. Willing him to keep going.
He doesn’t. He’s not going to. This is his game and he’s gonna make me play it.
Or… say ‘No, thank you,’ I guess.
“You know what to do next, Lowyn. So do it.”
Again, I don’t know him. I think I do because he feels so familiar. But it’s an illusion. Something held on to from long-ago days.
It could take weeks, or months, or, hell, even years to tease out the real Collin. He’s got his guard down tonight, though. He had a stressful day and then had a couple too many to drink. And that’s probably why he’s giving me something real like this.
And I don’t want to wait weeks, or months, or years. I don’t even want to wait hours. I want a crash course in him right now. So I angle my hips forward until I can feel the pressure of his chin. I bite my lip, wondering if I’m really gonna do this. Am I really gonna grind against his face and get myself off? Because that’s what he’s set up here. That’s what he wants me to do.
“Come on, Low.” He’s encouraging me now. Maybe thinking I might lose my nerve.
And maybe I might. So I like his encouragement. Because I do want to keep going.
So I move my hips again.
“Yeah. Like that, Low. You got it.” And this time, when he talks, he adds a little bit of pressure to my motion—pushing forward and driving me wild.
I’m breathing fast now. Biting my lip and closing my eyes, getting excited just thinking about what’s happening in my bedroom. There’s a really big part of me that wants to stop this. But that’s because it’s kind of embarrassing. Not because I don’t want to follow through.
And I don’t like making decisions just based on emotion. Though I’m not sure my argument holds, seeing as my payout here is nothing but emotion.
Still, I grip his hair tighter and continue to move my hips. The tender skin of my inner thighs sensitive to the scratchiness of his unshaven jaw.
Collin reaches up with his hands and begins to fondle my breasts and when I open my eyes and look down at him he’s staring back at me with the most intense look I’ve ever seen. Not just on him, but any man.
I’m so close. It won’t take much. And it’s like he’s reading my mind because one hand slips down my stomach and thumb is right between my legs. Putting just a little bit more pressure where I’ve already got plenty.
I last about five more seconds and then I thrust forward and my whole body goes stiff as the climax flutters through my body in waves.
Collin stands up, his fingers still between my legs, pushing me back onto the bed. But he doesn’t ease me back onto the mattress this time, he turns me around, places his hand between my shoulder blades, and presses me forward.
“Stretch out your arms, Lowyn. Stretch them out on the bed in front of you.”
Collin’s voice is dripping with lust and when I do as he asks, I’m suddenly ready again. He grabs the cuffs of my jeans and drags them the rest of the way down my legs. Then he taps his boot against the inside of my ankle, signaling me to open my legs. I suck in a breath—so fuckin’ turned on I can barely stand it—and scoot my feet along the rag rope rug until he leans forward, pressing himself against my ass. He grinds against me a few times, then he eases back and the next time he comes forward, he’s inside me.
He starts slow, but his pace quickens when I push back, allowing him to enter me deeper.
Then he’s grabbing my hair. A whole fistful of hair. Wrapping it around his hand. Pulling it as he leans forward and fucks me like I am the only woman he’s ever gonna have for the rest of his life.
Just a few moments later, he pulls out and comes all over my ass.