Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Everything is simple now. It’s heat and desire. Her and me. I sweep my hands up under her shirt to unclasp her bra. We break just long enough to fling her top off, and then our mouths clash again, nipping and biting, licking and lapping.
Her concerns have been overcome by want. Her fingers skip down the buttons of my shirt, and then the cool fabric is replaced by hot palms, smoothing over the surface of my pecs and down along the ridges of my abdomen.
I push up against her sex. I can feel her pulsing heat through the layers of cotton and denim, but it’s not enough.
“Off,” I growl. “All of this off.” I flip her onto her back and rip off her jeans. She’s naked except for a flimsy bit of lace and silk covering her pussy, and I take a moment to absorb the picture she makes. Her honey skin against the xxx leather is so beautiful it’s a crime.
“You’re not showing much.” I stroke my hand across her belly. Inside of her, under my palm, our child is growing. The idea makes me dizzy with excitement.
“It’s early.” Her hands flutter around her breasts and then her sex, trying to cover herself but only drawing attention to her tantalizing parts. Her nipples are hard and surrounded by a rosy flush that extends from Slater’s cheeks and travels all the way down her torso.
“You’re a sexy sight, Slater Braxton.” I run my tongue along my lower lip in hot anticipation. “This here’s a feast, and I’m going to start here.” I tap the hollow of her throat where her heartbeat pounds visibly. “You hold this.” I place her hand against my cock, still constrained behind the zipper. I can’t let the monster out. Not yet.
Even the grip of her hand is making me crazed.
I lean down and place my teeth around that pulse. The artery thrums against my tongue. Her breath catches in her throat, and my own blood throbs against my temples. I can see why vampires exist. Who could resist this lure? This temptation. I bite down, and she cries out. Her hand convulses around my cock. I nearly come.
I release her flesh and then lave the wound with my tongue. I alternate sucking and biting and kissing until she’s writhing under me. Her hand has undone my fly and found its way under my shorts. The heat of her fingers is scorching my shaft.
“You excited to have that inside you?” I say as I move down from the reddened patch of her neck to her rosy tits. “I’m going to fill you up.”
“You might break me apart.”
The way I’m reacting to her touch, I’m the one who is going to be in pieces soon, not her. “And then I’ll put you back together, tenderly.” I squeeze her breasts, pushing them until a deep, fuckable valley forms.
“I appreciate that you added tender.”
“Always a gentleman,” I lie. I’ve never been much for putting ladies first and all that shit. Everyone is the same in my kitchen, man or woman. But Slater is all woman, all tits, hips, and ass. She has the body of a girl who likes food. Lush and welcoming. Full of life. I drag my hands down her sides, my thumbs skimming lightly over her belly until they stop at the top of her lightly trimmed bush. “You sore anywhere? I’ll be careful.” I should’ve asked Doc, but it’s too late. I can’t stop now. I rip her panties and brush the delicate lace away.
Her clit peeks out, eager and ready. When I thumb it, her body jerks.
“Stop playing with me,” she orders.
“No.” I wet my thumb and reapply it to her greedy little button. Her whole body goes tense. I drag my thumb lower until I reach the dew of her sex. I dip two fingers inside. My mouth goes dry at that first touch. I’m filled with an insane thirst for her. This obsession is greater than anything I’ve ever felt before. I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean. She inhales swiftly. I dip into her well again. “If I could replicate this, I’d make billions.” But the thought of someone else tasting her enrages me. I curl my fingers and tighten my grip on her hip. “But this is mine. No one else gets to eat you.” I thrust my fingers higher into her tight cunt. “Do you hear me?”
A cry of pleasure bursts from her, and my hand is flooded with her cum.
“Stop talking,” she pants. “Just…take me.”
I don’t need to be asked twice. I strip off my jeans and enter her in a swift, hard motion. My hands hold her hips in place while I drive into her again and again. Ecstasy burns behind my eyes. Furious need wraps itself around my frame. I feel like one solid beam of steel piercing her softness, her sweetness, her lush body.