Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
“Tell me what to do, Pippa. I’m gonna need some help here.” I’d never been more serious in my life. I was totally out of my depth.
“Kiss me, Gunnar. Then, just do what feels good because I’m out of my depth, too.”
That was a tall order, but I couldn’t argue. People had been doing this as long as there had been people. I knew the basics. I’d figure it the fuck out. But that wasn’t as much a concern as her well-being. “Are you sure about this, Pippa? We don’t have to have sex now. Or at all, if you don’t want to. I can hold you while you sleep. I can pleasure you. Whatever you need.”
“I want you, Gunnar. Please. Kiss me. We’ll decide what happens after that together.”
Maybe it made me a deplorable human being, but a fifteen-year prison sentence said I wasn’t a fucking saint. Kissing Pippa was easy. My mouth claimed hers, tongue sliding into her mouth like it belonged there. God, did it feel good! Like coming home after a long time away. Maybe that was what Pippa meant. Like I’d found something that completed me.
Pippa tilted her head, inviting me deeper, and I took what she gave me. My hands slid down her sides, cupping her ass before pulling her against my hard cock. The sound that came from my throat wasn’t human, but Pippa didn’t pull away. In fact, she moaned into my kiss and pressed herself against me harder.
“Bedroom,” I said, more to myself than to Pippa when I finally pulled back enough to breathe without gasping. She nodded and led me over to the door on the far side of the room with a room key dangling from a hook on the wall beside it.
I picked her up without thinking, Pippa giggled and wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her into the room and onto the queen-size bed along one wall of the corner space. The sheets were soft, clean with only one pillow on the bed. I should probably have been embarrassed at how my cock stretched the shorts I was still wearing, but fuck it. I had my woman in my arms about to claim her. She was letting me, and she’d be the only woman I’d ever be with.
When I was a teenager, before my life had gone to hell, I’d looked at the men in Bones and watched them interact with the club whores in the clubhouse. Anyone not married or in a relationship -- men and women alike -- took their pleasures frequently and with whomever they wanted as long as the woman was willing and everyone was single. I hadn’t had that opportunity and, thanks to Knuckles, had been able to avoid sex in prison. I thought I’d never be in a sexual situation with a woman for a number of reasons. Even once my time was served, what man wanted to admit to any woman he was getting ready to fuck he was a virgin? I’d decided I’d lived without it during my prime years, I could manage going forward.
Pippa let me go and moved to the center of the bed, shrugging out of her shirt and pants before rolling onto her side to watch me strip off my clothes. I’d never been completely naked in front of a woman before and I’d never been so nervous in my life. The thought of showing every inch of my body to this woman made my heart race and my breath catch in my throat, and I wasn’t sure how much was anticipation and how much was dread. If she found me lacking, I knew I’d never recover.
Pippa tracked my every movement, her attention completely focused on me. I saw her body shimmer in the lights as sweat coated her skin. The bruising on her body stood out in stark relief and I paused in undressing.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? Much as I want you right now, I absolutely will not risk hurtin’ you, Pippa. Not for any reason.”
I swallowed as she moved to the edge of the bed, her knees bent so she sat back on her heels. Without a word, she pulled her bra over her head, revealing the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen. I figured I’d seen more than my fair share in smuggled-in magazines, but Pippa was absolutely exquisite. Her breasts were small and tipped with dusky nipples my mouth watered to taste. I simply to God couldn’t take my focus from her to finish shedding my clothes.
“I’ve kissed a couple guys,” Pippa said in a soft voice. “But I’ve never been naked in front of one.”
I scrubbed my hand over my mouth. “I’ve never been naked in front of a woman.”
“So, another first for both of us?”