Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
“Because you were in front of me,” I whisper, doing everything I can not to writhe against him as the pleasure starts to build. I wouldn’t stop him now if he stuck his hand down my shorts. I wish he would. My hips lift without me meaning them too, and I have to grind my teeth to hold back a moan.
He squeezes my boob, thumbing the nipple until the blood racing through my veins turns to lava. My back arches against him because there’s no hope. I can’t fight this. It doesn’t matter how I know I should. There’s no such thing as winning once his hands are on me.
“Keep telling yourself that.” His hot breath makes me shiver, traveling over my skin until his mouth is maybe an inch from mine. “Just like you can keep telling yourself you don’t like this.” My lips tingle when his barely brush against them. I’m lost. Gone, whimpering. My slit is a river by the time his tongue brushes across my parted lips before dipping into my mouth.
Oh, yes. My body sinks into the mattress, every last ounce of resistance melting away. I match him stroke for stroke, fire racing through me, making me do things I would never dream of. Like showing him how much I want this.
“So easy to get excited.” But he can’t pretend this isn’t doing something to him. He’s breathing faster, harder, grinding his dick against me while I lift my hips, tilting them so he can rub against my pussy.
My head drops back as his lips trace a trail of flame down my throat. He still has me pinned—I fight, tugging my arms, but he won’t let go. “I like you this way,” he whispers against my boobs before yanking the tank top up over my chest and pulling one of my nipples between his lips.
Pleasure explodes like a bomb, sending shockwaves through me. I’m already so wet and aching hard enough to hurt, but now I’m sure this will kill me. It feels too good. I can’t live through it. My heart can’t take it.
“Mm…” His deep, throaty moan makes my hips roll to meet his grinding. I look down at him and our eyes meet when he lifts his head away from my chest, where my boobs glisten with his saliva. “Your skin is so sweet.”
Then he needs to taste more. I don’t have the nerve to say that out loud, and I can’t even believe the thought came to my head. I can only arch my back again, offering him more of me, anything he can touch or taste.
“Is somebody in a hurry?” A different kind of heat flushes my skin when he laughs at the way I raise my hips the second he grazes my waistband. Damn him. It’s not bad enough he has this power over me? He has to laugh about it, too?
“That’s okay. I’m in a hurry, too.” The dark, dangerous gleam in his eyes makes my heart stutter, then take off double time once he starts easing the shorts over my ass and down my legs. “In a hurry to taste this pussy. You like it when I do that, don’t you?”
This can’t be happening, can it? He’s not really kneeling in front of me, spreading my thighs wider, rubbing the faint scruff on his cheeks across my sensitive skin. He’s not really teasing my slick lips with his thumbs before parting them so he can stare at my throbbing clit. He can’t be.
“So pretty.” He extends his tongue, and my breath catches as the realization of what he’s done to me washes over me all at once.
And then he’s on me, lapping at me, dragging his tongue through my folds and over my swollen clit, pulsing, driving me out of my mind with a kind of pleasure I didn’t know was possible. Not until him, not until now.
It’s almost unfair, him being so good at this. Making me whimper as he licks me again and again, teasing me by lingering at my entrance, circling it before going back to my clit so he can lick it like his life hangs in the balance.
I can’t help it. I can’t hold back. “God… oh, Carter… that’s… so…”
“It’s so what?”
My eyes fly open, and I look down the length of my body to find him grinning. “Tell me.”
“Don’t stop!” My hips jerk upward, and I reach for him, ready to pull him down because, my god, I was so close.
“Oh? You want this all of a sudden?” His blue eyes are filled with enough wickedness to make me hate him more than I ever have.
But I need him. “Carter…” It’s a whimper, and I hate the sound of it, but my body has needs, and he’s using it against me.
“You wanna come? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?” He never breaks eye contact as he leans in again, this time focusing all of his attention on my clit. Yes. I sink back against the mattress, my head rolling from side to side, as I start to drown in sensation all over again. His tongue on me, making me burn. The soft sheets under me. I’m more alive than I’ve ever been, soaring, wrapped up in the moment. Wrapped up in him.