Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
"I had so many plans for us today, precious." His mouth is on mine before I can answer, his tongue slicing in for a taste before he pulls back, leaving me desperate to breathe. "Tell me again how much you loved the taste of my cum."
Heat blasts my cheeks. He changes that fast. From the brooding, caring protector to the filthy-talking sex god. Now, in daylight, I remember how he spoke to me. I remember how uninhibited he was and how it drew wild parts of me. And yes, I remember telling him how good he tasted.
Shyness replaces last night's vixen. I scrunch my eyes shut and cover half my face, shaking my head at all the filthy things he said to me. All the filthy things I'd said to him…
"Say it." He pushes my hand from my face, pinching my chin and squaring his eyes with mine. "Tell me. You loved it in your mouth, didn't you? Slick and hot."
I take a deep breath and giggle as I speak. "God, yes. I did love it. I loved making you cum. I loved how you watched me. All of it, I loved all of it."
"You're the first and only woman who'll ever have my cum, Leah. Only you."
I suck in a breath. Not at the words so much as the weight behind them. It's dirty talk, sure. It's also the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.
I sigh. "I guess it'll give me a chance to write. I'm inspired." I giggle like a little girl, and I can't remember the last time I felt this light with anyone but May.
"Oh yeah? I have time for a bit more inspiration before I have to leave."
"Are you sure? You gave it all last night. Several times, in fact, even if I didn't get to enjoy all of them," I tease as his face comes to mine, his hand moving up to tangle in my hair.
A rush of warmth spreads down my belly and between my legs.
"You have no idea how much I've saved up for you, Leah. You've created a monster, and the only thing that'll put it down is you cumming for me."
He shifts up onto his knees, the hand in my hair never loosening, and strips the towel from his waist to free the massive erection behind it. My heartbeat shoots straight into the red zone.
I reach over and touch him, learning him, the flesh of the swollen head slick with clear drops. I smile at the deep rumble I drag out of him as I tighten my hand, and when I look up his eyes are desperate.
"What about you cumming for me?" I grip and twist as he taught me last night, chasing that mindless lust I watched take him over then.
"Christ, precious." It comes out pained, his head falling back as he brings one hand down between my legs. His fingers slip into the wetness already soaking me.
Our hands work each other, his fingers thick and rough where he grips me, mine twisting and tugging his length.
"Who does this belong to now? Who touches you like this?" He squeezes harder, and heat floods me head to toe.
"You do."
"Damn right. The thought of anyone else even fucking thinking about touching you…" He trails off, his fingers slipping inside me, spreading the wet around and around. He finds my clit and works it until I'm gasping, until my hand pumps him without my telling it to.
I'm sure I must be hurting him, but I can't help it.
"Oh, God."
"Spread your legs, baby. Wide. Open up for me, Leah. Give it all. Take what's yours. It's all yours."
A sharp tug on my hair reminds me who's in charge, and I press my knees wide, the stretch of it shoving me right to the edge. I don't know how he reads my body this well, but he does. He's wired into something deep in me, the part that tells him exactly what to do and when.
"Push up into me, Leah, show me who you are for me. Show me how much you want it. Let me know that you want to cum only for me."
That's it. Any thoughts about the aching in my legs are long gone. So does the shame about my scars, about legs that will never belong on a runway.
I'm his toy, the one who takes his direction, and pleasing him pleases me. I can't explain it. I only feel it. The tension low in my belly goes supernova as his fingers press and spin hard on my nub. The slick sound of it, the look in his eyes as he stares down at me, they shove me to the brink.
My hips buck, and my voice breaks into a wordless shriek. My hand grips tight and pumps the stone shaft between his legs as my body takes over. I barely register the hot cream of his release as it spreads across my breasts. My nipples tighten, and my body shakes, and Allister moans and swears above me.