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)
The sound of my name rolling off his tongue tugs at something deep within me. I reach up to trace the contours of his face. As my fingers brush against his skin, Vinnie closes his eyes and leans into my touch.
“Raven,” he murmurs again. His voice is filled with such tenderness that it sends shivers down my spine. “I wish we could have met under different circumstances.”
I smile softly at him and place a hand on his chest. “I don’t. Everything that’s happened, everything we’ve both been through—it led us to each other. I wouldn’t change that for the world.”
He stares at me for what feels like an eternity. There’s so much emotion in his gaze that it takes my breath away. Then, with a quiet “okay,” he leans in to press his lips against mine once again.
The kiss is slow and passionate, filled with a kind of intensity that leaves me breathless. It’s as though he’s pouring every ounce of his emotions into the kiss, and I can’t help but respond in kind.
He glides his hand under my tank top, his touch like fire. My nipples, already hard, ache for him.
I dig my fingers into his back and pull him even closer. He trails kisses down the side of my neck, making me shiver. His scent, a mix of musk and mint, drifts over me as his warm lips explore the curve of my shoulder.
“Vinnie,” I whisper against his ear. My voice is shaky from the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body.
He pulls back slightly to look at me, his eyes dark with desire. He slides his fingers down the length of my spine, sending a ripple of pleasure through me. I reach up to tangle my hands in his wavy hair, pulling him closer for a kiss. He darts into my mouth, deepening the kiss, and I’m lost in the feel of him—the taste of him.
Suddenly he pulls back slightly and looks at me, his gaze intense and piercing. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
“I’m more than okay,” I say, deliberately placing the fears in a cubicle in my head.
I want only now. This. With Vinnie.
Vinnie captures my lips once again, his hands exploring every inch of my body. His touch is electric, releasing currents of pleasure all through me.
He lifts me effortlessly, and I wrap my legs around his waist as we stumble toward the bed. He lays me down gently, never breaking the kiss. I love the feel of the weight of his body. It’s comfort. It’s passion. It’s security.
He finds the hem of my tank top, and he pulls away from our kiss long enough to peel it off me. He slides his lips over my neck.
“God, Raven,” he murmurs against my skin, his voice rough with need. “I want to make this night unforgettable for you.”
“I trust you,” I say through shallow breaths.
In a flash, Vinnie has shed his clothes and he stands before me naked and erect. So handsome and magnificent. I swallow as he moves my tank top over my head and then unbuttons my shorts. A moment later, I’m as naked as he is.
He caresses my thigh, pushing it gently to the side as he settles between my legs. He teases them with featherlight kisses on my inner thighs, drawing out lustful whimpers from me. A knowing smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he looks at me.
“Vinnie,” I gasp out when he brushes his hard cock against my pussy, barely touching it.
He explores further, each touch sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me. I dig my fingers into the sheets. As he continues his slow torture, I gasp out his name over and over again, each utterance more desperate than the last.
His eyes never leave mine as he works my pussy with his lips and tongue, driving me closer to the edge.
He’s loving me. Truly loving me.
The world narrows down to him and me—his touch, my cries, our breaths mingling in this shared space. The tension coils inside me, winding tighter and tighter until I can hardly breathe.
“Vinnie,” I plead.
With a final flick of his tongue coupled with a well-placed stroke of his fingers, I shatter into a million fragments. I tighten my grip on the sheets, arch my back, and cry out. The world spins around me, leaving me panting and trembling beneath him.
He continues to stroke me, guiding me through the aftershocks, his gaze never wavering from mine. I see a hint of pride in his eyes, satisfaction painted across his face as he watches me come undone because of him.
Slowly, my breathing returns to normal and I collapse on the soft sheets beneath me. Vinnie rises from between my legs, placing a tender kiss on my belly button before moving upward. He trails soft kisses along my rib cage, stopping to capture a hardened nipple between his lips.