Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
She clings to me with this mix of hunger and trust that makes my chest ache. When I lean down to kiss her, she moans into my mouth, biting my lower lip until I hiss. It’s perfect. She’s so goddamn perfect. I can’t get enough of her.
The second she bites my lip, I lose my mind. I pick up the pace, driving into her in long, deep strokes that have her clutching at my back like she’s about to get dragged under by a current. I brace myself on one hand and use the other to cup the back of her head, tilting her up so I can see every goddamn thing she’s feeling. She’s making these little noises that I swear are going to be the cause of my death.
She stares up at me with those huge blue eyes, pupils blown wide, and lips red from my kisses. “Nathan,” she gasps. Her voice is a fucking weapon. I almost come right then and there, but I grit my teeth and hold on.
I want to make this last. I want it burned into her memory forever.
I slam into her again, watching her tits bounce with every thrust, and holy shit, I’m obsessed. I drag a hand up her side, squeezing her tit so I get an even better view. Fuck. I want to make her fall apart for me. I want her to know she’s mine.
Roni’s head tips back, hair a wild mess against the pillow. Her eyes roll, and she lets out the filthiest little moan, clutching at my shoulders like she’s trying to anchor herself to reality.
“Jesus, you feel incredible,” I grit out, voice low and completely wrecked. My girl. She’s been my fucking girl since the first moment I laid eyes on her, but I was too goddamn stupid to act on my feelings.
She shudders beneath me, legs locked tight around my hips. I want everything in this room to smell like her. I want to wreck her so thoroughly she knows she’s mine forever.
My cock throbs so hard it’s a miracle I haven’t come already. But I’m determined. I slam into her again, hips snapping, and she screams my name. I want to hear it again.
I slam back into her with everything I’ve got, and the sound she makes is pure fucking music. Roni’s body tightens around my cock, milking me, her tits pressed against my chest as she clings to me like she’ll fly apart if I let go.
I’m obsessed. Completely gone. I reach down between us, fingers searching for her clit. The second I touch her, she loses her goddamn mind.
She arches off the bed, blue eyes rolling back, mouth open in a wild, perfect moan. Her pussy clamps down so hard on me that I know I’ll have a goddamn bruise on my dick, but I don’t care. I can’t stop, won’t stop. I rub her clit with tight little circles, relentless, loving the way she shudders and begs for more.
When she comes on my cock, shaking and screaming my name like I’m the only thing in her universe, my heart slams against my rib cage. Fuck me.
I’m so goddamn close I can barely see straight. My hands shake as I keep rubbing Roni’s clit, determined to make her come again before I lose my shit and explode inside her. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted—all soft skin, flushed cheeks, and those perfect tits bouncing every time I drive my cock deeper.
She moans my name like it’s the only word she remembers while her fingernails dig little half-moon marks into my back. I never knew pain could feel this fucking good. Sweat drips down my jaw as I brace myself and pound into her so hard the goddamn headboard knocks against the wall.
“More, Nathan, don’t stop,” she begs, and holy hell, that’s all I need to hear.
I grab her leg and sling it over my shoulder, opening her up even wider. The angle is so intense we both gasp. I lose all sense of rhythm and just fuck her like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do. My cock pistons into her so deep and hard I can’t tell where the pleasure ends and the torture begins. Roni’s body tightens, legs shaking, and she lets out this desperate, primal sound that makes my balls draw up tight.
I grit my teeth and slam into her again. Again. Faster. Her tits bounce, hair wild against my pillow, cheeks flushed so red they practically glow. Every single thrust sets off a new wave of aftershocks up my spine. I’m so fucking obsessed.
“Oh God, Nathan, right there, don’t stop!” she cries, voice wrecked and perfect.
I curl an arm around her back and lift her right off the mattress, keeping her locked tight to my chest as I pound into her. She’s shaking now, and the tiny, needy noises she makes are going to haunt me for the rest of my damn life. I’m fucking obsessed.