Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 73042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Vinnie quickens his pace in response, his movements becoming more demanding.
“Let go,” he commands, his voice husky and filled with longing. “Give it to me, Raven.”
The spiral inside me snaps then, and I jolt with the force of my orgasm. Pleasure rips through me in waves, leaving me gasping and writhing beneath him. His name tumbles from my lips in both shouts and whispers as he continues his assault on me.
The pleasure continues to pulse through me again and again. Vinnie doesn’t stop until I’m a trembling, sated mess beneath him.
As my orgasm recedes and I’m left breathless, he rises from between my legs, his eyes dark with desire, his lips glistening with my come. His gaze never leaves mine as he crawls up the length of my body, each muscle in his sculpted torso flexing with the effort.
He quickly unwraps a condom, sheaths himself, and positions his huge cock at my entrance, his hard length teasing me. I arch into him, aching with need. He captures my lips in a burning kiss even as he pushes inside me. He’s so big, and I gasp at the intrusion, but then I open for him as he slides balls deep, filling me, easing the emptiness I’ve carried for so long.
“Raven,” he groans. He locks his arms around me, cradling me close as he begins to move, slow at first, but then quickly, harshly.
Perfectly.
Each thrust sends a wave of pleasure crashing over me.
He pulls back slightly, aligning his hips with mine, allowing him deeper access. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer and trying to fuse our bodies into one.
His movements become even faster, harder, matching the frantic beating of my heart. His muscles—shoulders, neck, upper arms—flex beautifully under the strain. He leans toward my neck, nipping and sucking on my skin.
With each thrust, he nudges my clit, and I’m on my way once more.
“Please…” I gasp out.
His thrusts become more erratic, losing their rhythm as he chases his own release.
“Yes…” he grunts. “Raven…you feel so good.”
His words are like a match igniting gasoline. A wave of pleasure washes over me like a tsunami as I clench around him in another climax, pulling him deeper into me.
He follows me over the edge seconds later, my name ripping from his lips as he collapses on top of me, his body heavy and slick with sweat. We lie there, a tangled mess of limbs, gasping for breath as our mutual climaxes wind down.
The musky scent of sex—of us—fills the room. Vinnie trails lazy kisses along my sweaty neck, his soft puffs of breath fanning over my skin.
“Wow,” he murmurs against my flesh.
“Vinnie,” I whisper, turning slightly to press more fully into his solid warmth. I trace the contours of his muscled back and revel in the feel of him sprawled on top of me.
His answering hum is pure satisfaction. He pulls out slowly, drawing a low gasp from me at the sudden emptiness. He quickly discards the condom and returns, tugging me close again and wrapping his strong arms around me like a vise.
We lie in silence, our bodies intertwined. Vinnie traces idle patterns on my bare skin. I can feel the steady beat of his heart beneath my chest.
“Are you okay?” Vinnie asks.
“I’m more than okay,” I assure him, pressing a tender kiss to his neck.
His body relaxes beneath me at my words, a sigh escaping his lips as he pulls me closer.
We lie there for what feels like hours, our bodies tangled together, our hearts beating in sync. I wrap my arms tighter around his waist, burying my face in the crook of his neck. His skin is warm and slightly salty from sweat, reminding me that what just transpired between us was real.
He slides his hand over my scalp, and for once, I don’t think about my lack of hair. I simply hum in contentment and continue to press soft kisses to his collarbone.
“I’ve never known peace like this, Raven,” he whispers into the silence. His confession sparks a warmth in my chest that spreads through me like wildfire.
“I know what you mean,” I whisper back, looking up to meet his gaze.
Emotions swim in the depths of his eyes, a beautiful blend of love and fear, relief and uncertainty. It all mirrors my own feelings.
He traces my bottom lip. I part my lips slightly and brush my tongue against the pad of his thumb.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he says, an edge of desperation coating his voice.
“Then don’t stop.” I whisper back.
With a low growl, he rolls us over until I’m straddling him, looking down into his dark eyes. He hands me a foil packet and I slide the condom over him.
He moves his hands to my hips, guiding me as I rise and fall on his length at a slow but steady rhythm. His gaze never leaves mine as I move on him, slowly this time, each gasp and sigh echoing in the quiet room. He reaches out to cup my cheek, and I turn into his palm and lightly kiss it.