Total pages in book: 235
Estimated words: 224334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1122(@200wpm)___ 897(@250wpm)___ 748(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 224334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1122(@200wpm)___ 897(@250wpm)___ 748(@300wpm)
“Do I turn you on, Ava?” I ask, my eyes lasers on her profile, watching as she bites her lip, puffs out air, constantly clenches her eyes closed.
“You know you do.” Her acceptance is like an injection of energy into my dick. I need to move this along before I come in my trousers.
“Wrap your arms around my neck,” I order, and she does, immediately. “Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
I take her knickers on each side and lick slowly behind her ear. “Only for me.”
She convulses. “Only for you.” This craving in her. This need. This undeniable desperation to have me all over her, worshipping her, making her lose her mind. I smile and yank at her knickers, ripping them clean off, and drop them before placing a hand lightly on her hip.
“What shall I do with this, Ava?” I ask. “Show me.”
Her hand appears, and she takes mine, panting, and directs it to her inside thigh, guiding it up, up, up. I inhale when my palm meets the heat between her legs, slipping easily across her flesh. Her groan is loud and broken, her arse flying back to escape the torture of my touch, and her head turns into me, searching for some mouth action.
I give her contact, but not a kiss, just brushing my mouth over hers as she directs my hand over her pussy, biting my lip as she does, her body rigid. “Don’t come,” I order, and she stops dead in her tracks, pulling my touch away. Fuck, that’s hot. Her submission. Her obedience. I lick her condition from my hand and find the clasp of her bra, unfastening it and turning her around. The look in her eyes could put me on my arse. I’ve never seen so much passion in a stare, so much love and adoration. The fact that it’s coming from this woman and is directed at me is almost too much for my dark soul to cope with. “Promise me you’ll never leave me,” I order, my stupid fucking mouth running away from me again. But she’s doing everything I’m asking of her right now. I’ll push boundaries, milk it for everything I can.
“I’ll never leave you,” she assures me, looking slightly bewildered.
“Promise me,” I grate through a tense jaw.
“I promise.” There’s no delay. No questioning. It’s as if she knows it’s what I need to hear. But does she truly mean it?
Claiming my wrists in turn, she unbuttons the cuffs and pushes my shirt away from my body. All I can do is watch her undress me, useless for a moment, awestruck. She rids me of my trousers, making a meal of feeling at my arse, and the second my dick is free, it juts out proudly. Ava inhales, staring, her hands roaming the planes of my chest. She’s having a wonderful time admiring me, feeling me. I, on the other hand, am fast losing my mind.
“I can’t wait anymore.” I kick my trousers away urgently. “I need to be inside you.” How I thought I could bathe with her before making love to her, I don’t know. I must have momentarily lost my fucking mind. I seize her, haul her up to my body, and very nearly fall over when my dick skims the fire between her thighs. Fucking hell. She inhales sharply, and I find the nearest wall and thrust her up against it, my cock finding exactly where it needs to be. But I don’t push into her, needing to gather myself and prepare for the relief about to find me. I might be a while. My legs feel unstable, my head is spinning. But before I’m given even a second to compose myself, Ava moves, and I’m inside her. Every inch of me wrapped in the soft walls of her pussy. I choke, tensing everywhere.
“Oh, you fucking kill me.” I buck and pulse, my teeth grating. Jesus, this is unbearable and incredible. “Are you holding on to me?” I ask, her hands in my hair doing nothing to help me calm my greedy need. I find the will to slide free, leveling serious eyes on her.
“Yes.” Everything tightens against me, her muscles, her hold. And her eyes darken. She knows what’s coming.
I wedge each palm into the wall behind her—my right with care—and pull out slowly, her chest inflating as I do, taking in air, bracing herself. And I flex my hips, driving forward carefully, gaining momentum, working us up, getting ready for the attack. She moans, I growl, over and over, my head pushing into hers, my drives gathering speed.
“Kiss me.”
She takes my mouth clumsily, her thighs locking tightly, her body lifting up the wall and dropping.
“Good God, woman,” I bark. “What the hell do you do to me?” My hips are out of control, and apparently that’s fine with Ava. “I’ve waited all day for this.” I kiss her. Thrust hard. Kiss her harder. “It’s been the longest fucking day of my life.”