Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“I’m so hard for you right now,” he says. “I’ve never gotten as hard for a woman as I get for you. I could fuck you right now, Raven. I could fuck you and fuck you and fuck you and never get tired of the sweet suction of your cunt.” He takes a deep breath in through his nose and exhales through his mouth, his eyes fiery. “But first I want to lick you. I want to eat you raw. I want to make you come. Then I want to make you come again. I want to flip you over, slide my tongue against your asshole, and then devour your pussy and make you come a third time.”
I gulp audibly. “I’m not stopping you.”
“There’s no stopping me now, Raven.” He lowers his head. “No fucking stopping me.”
He slides his tongue over me, and my breath hitches. I close my eyes and grasp two fistfuls of the silk comforter.
I feel every touch of his tongue, of his lips, of his teeth on my most private parts. He’s not gentle. He bites at me, nips at me, slides up to my clit and sucks hard.
I don’t want gentle. I want what he needs. And he needs this.
I try not to think of the fact that he’s going to let me go after this. Perhaps he’ll realize he can’t live without me.
But I know in my heart that won’t happen. He thinks he needs to let me go to keep me safe, and that is at the forefront of his mind.
But safety isn’t what I want.
I want Vinnie.
I need Vinnie.
“I want you to come for me,” he says against my sensitive flesh. “Come for me, Raven.” Then he slides his tongue over my clit, closes his lips around it, and sucks.
And I shatter.
Pieces of me float all over this bedroom as every cell in my body vibrates, culminates in my pussy, and then moves outward, like a rock thrown in the ocean, circling outward, outward, outward…
His fingers are inside of me, touching my G-spot, circling as my walls pulse around them.
The climax becomes me. I become it.
We are one and the same.
From high above I hear Vinnie’s voice.
“God, Raven,” he breathes. “You’re so fucking hot. God, I love you.”
I plummet back into my body, and he meets my gaze from between my legs. “Ready to go again?”
“Like I said,” I reply, my voice raspy with need, my breath coming in rapid pants, “I can take everything you want to dish out.”
His smile is almost wicked as he moves back to my body, his lips hot against my skin. His fingers trail a lingering path, teasing my sensitive flesh until I’m practically writhing beneath him.
“I know you can, Raven,” he murmurs. “But can you take it again? And again?” He moves his fingers expertly inside me once more, toying with that spot that makes me see stars.
I gasp at the sudden pleasure, my nails digging into his shoulders as I murmur a breathless “Yes.”
He moves upward and his lips meet mine in a hot, desperate kiss that tastes of sweat and desire and all things Vinnie. He nips at my lower lip and slides his tongue against mine in a rhythm that mirrors his fingers in my pussy.
He pulls away just slightly, enough to whisper heatedly in my ear. “Good, because I won’t stop until you’re begging for it.”
His voice is like velvet, sensual and demanding. Every word he breathes against my skin sends another wave of heat shooting through me. He’s relentless, exploring every inch of my body, his mouth leaving a trail of scorching kisses in its wake.
“You’re mine,” he growls against my skin, a possessive command that only serves to further fuel the fire raging within me. “Only mine, Raven.”
I nod frantically, too lost in the moment to form words. His dark eyes lock onto mine, a predatory gleam in their depths that makes my heart pound even harder.
He slides back down and tongues my pussy again.
And again.
Until I’m soaring once more, over the Texas plains, running, running, running…
I thread my fingers through his silky hair—so soft, like wheatgrass, but the color of the darkest night.
“Come, come, come…” he commands against my thighs.
When the orgasm subsides, he plunges his fingers into me again, scissoring them so that they hit every spot in perfect harmony.
And I come.
I come.
I come.
Until my body is quivering beneath him, my mind in the stars.
In front of me, as my climax surges through me, I see him. His clothes. Gone. On the floor.
Naked. Naked Vinnie. Big hard cock. Beautiful cock.
He walks toward me, moves his hands to my hips, gripping them tightly as he thrusts into me, his rhythm unyielding and raw. The room fills with the sounds of our heavy breathing, our bodies slapping against each other while he plunges in and out of me, setting every nerve on fire. The last climax morphs into another—this one more profound with the joining of our bodies.