Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Strong arms swept me up like I weighed nothing. I let out a startled squeak and grabbed his shoulders, laughing breathlessly as he carried me down the hall. Then he nudged a door open with his foot, carried me across the threshold, and the rest of the world fell away as he kicked it shut behind us.
His tongue stroked against mine like he had all the time in the world, and I melted, a helpless little sigh slipping out. That sound lit the match.
In three long strides, he was lowering me onto the massive bed. He followed me down, his knees sinking into the mattress between my thighs, never breaking the kiss.
“Been dying to have you here like this for weeks,” he rasped against my lips.
His hands shoved my shirt over my head, and he yanked the cups of my bra down. Cool air hit my nipples a second before his hot mouth closed over one. I arched with a cry, my fingers spearing into his hair as he sucked hard, his teeth scraping just enough to make me tremble. I’d never felt anything like it before.
He moved to the other breast, lavishing it with the same hungry attention while his hand worked my jeans open. I lifted my hips so he could drag them down my legs along with my panties, leaving me completely bare under him.
His gaze raked over me, a hungry gleam in his blue eyes. “Fuck, Rylin. Look at you.”
He didn’t give me the chance to respond before he dipped his head again, his mouth leaving a hot trail between my breasts and over my ribs. He lingered to swirl his tongue around my navel until I was squirming.
When he hooked his fingers in my panties and dragged them off, I instinctively tried to close my legs, shyness suddenly hitting me. But his big hands caught my thighs and spread me wide.
I wet my lips. “Micah.”
“Shh, baby. Let me taste what’s mine.”
He settled between my thighs like a man who’d been starving for years. The first slow lick from my entrance to clit tore a broken moan out of me. My hips jerked, and he pinned them down with one forearm and did it again, slower this time. Savoring me.
When he circled my clit with the flat of his tongue and sucked it gently between his lips, my back bowed off the bed. “Oh my gosh, Micah. Yes!”
He groaned against me, the vibration making me shake. Two thick fingers slid inside, curling just right, and he started a rhythm of long licks and soft suction while his fingers stroked in and out. My hands flew to his hair, gripping tight, my thighs trembling on either side of his head.
Every time I got close, he backed off, keeping me teetering on the edge until I was begging, my voice desperate. “Please, Micah. Please let me come.”
He sucked my clit hard, his fingers pumping faster. The orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, and I screamed his name, my hips bucking against his mouth as he licked me through every pulse, drawing it out until I was boneless and gasping.
Only then did he crawl back up my body, his eyes blazing and his lips slick with my release.
“First one with my mouth. Now I get the rest of you.”
I reached for his belt, my hands shaking. He helped, shoving his jeans down just far enough to free himself. The sight of him thick and hard with a bead of pre-come glistening at the tip made my stomach flip with nerves and need.
He settled over me again, the head of his dick nudging my entrance, sliding through my wetness. I was soaked, embarrassingly so, but when he started to push in, the stretch stole my breath.
“Micah, wait.”
He froze instantly, his concerned eyes locked on mine. “Talk to me, baby.”
“So…funny story,” I blurted, my cheeks flaming. “I may have forgotten to mention the whole virgin thing. Umm…surprise?”
For a second, he didn’t move. Then a slow, awed grin spread across his face, and something fiercely tender flashed in his eyes. “I’m gonna be your first? You’re only mine?”
I nodded, suddenly shy. He dropped his forehead to mine, one big hand cupping my cheek.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered. “Breathe with me, baby.”
He eased forward again until the broad head of his dick breached me. A sharp sting made me suck in a breath, tears pricking my eyes. He stilled, thumb brushing my cheek, the other hand sliding between us to circle my clit with soft, soothing strokes.
“I know it hurts, baby. Just relax…let me in.”
I exhaled shakily and rocked my hips. Another inch, then another, the burn stretching into a deep, overwhelming fullness. When he finally sank all the way home, we both groaned.
“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “So tight. You feel perfect. Made for me.”