Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
“I want the same thing.” This isn’t just a first; he’ll be my only, and I’ll be his last.
He cups between my thighs and lowers his mouth to mine. I open for him and he strokes between my thighs to the same slow rhythm as our kiss.
I’m heavy with want, and then floating on bliss as the first orgasm rolls through me, and then he’s kissing his way down my body, mouth and hands everywhere, bringing me limitless pleasure. His eyes never leave mine as I come apart under his tongue and his touch.
He’s so painfully, wonderfully gentle, and I know that this special part of Phillip is reserved for only me. He prowls back up my body, mouth on mine, his bare erection sliding across slick, sensitive skin. My arms tremble as I wind them around him, needing him to ground me in this moment.
Flip pushes up on one arm and caresses my cheek. His eyes are soft and brimming with emotion. “You are so beautiful, Tally.” He dips down to kiss me, voice unsteady. “I want you to have all of me.”
The weight of his admission settles in my heart. “I want to be yours, and only ever yours.”
His eyes slide closed for a moment, and when they open, they’re full of deep satisfaction. “And I’ll be yours.” He brushes his lips over mine. “I’m going to take this real slow, okay?”
I nod and run my hands over his shoulders, craving the comfort of contact. He plucks a condom from the pillow beside my head, tears it open, and rolls it down his length.
He moves between my thighs again, distracting me with soft kisses. “Just relax for me, okay?”
I melt under him.
“That’s my girl.” He kisses me again, rolling his hips. “We go at your pace, as slow as you need.”
I nod, grounded in the moment and his touch.
This is it. He’ll be mine and I’ll be his.
The head nudges my entrance. “You’re sure about me, Talls?”
“I want you, Phillip.”
His body trembles as he holds himself above me and pushes in achingly slow. Our labored breaths mingle as he eases in, filling me slowly.
“Oh.” I suck in a breath at the sharp burn.
“Are you okay?” He skims my temple. “Do you need me to stop?”
“I just need a second.” I relax under him, and the burn fades and turns into something else. Need, thick and heavy, courses through me, enveloping me in a blanket of desire.
“I’m okay.” I touch his face. “I want more of you.”
He kisses my cheeks and chin, then shifts back, eyes on mine as his hips sink slowly toward mine.
He shudders when our hips meet.
“I feel so full,” I whisper.
He makes a noise, lips on my neck, traveling along my jaw. “You feel like heaven, Tally.”
I hook my leg over his hip, causing a jolt of pleasure to rocket through me, and my muscles tighten.
“Fuck, kitten.” He bites the edge of my jaw in warning. “I need you to give me a second, please.”
“Am I tight?” I whisper as I wrap my other leg around him.
He growls and pulls back, the fire in his eyes echoes through me, making my stomach flutter. His cock kicks inside me and I gasp.
He cups my face in his palms. “Good fucking God, Tally. You’re squeezing me like a fist, and you aren’t even trying. I need you to be good, so I can take this nice and slow.” Phillip seals his mouth over mine.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he pulls back, one hand anchored in my hair, the other bracing his weight as he starts a slow, sensuous rhythm.
Every stroke takes me higher. Every roll of his hips pushes me closer to the edge. I tuck this moment in my heart. Because this isn’t just sex—every emotion and sensation is heightened, like I’m inside him and he’s inside me. Like we’re an extension of each other.
I never want it to end. I want this to be forever.
Too soon I reach my peak and tip over the edge. I come in waves of bliss, every nerve ending comes alive under his body and his touch. And he falls right along with me, glorious and feral and mine. We’re both panting, bodies slick with sweat. He kisses me tenderly before he pulls back, eyes searching mine as we float gently back to earth.
“Hi.” He brushes my hair away from my face.
I curve my hand around the side of his neck, the thrum of his pulse a comfort. “Hi.”
“How are you?” He kisses my chin and my nose, eyes soft and a little nervous.
“Incredible. You?”
“There are no words, Tallulah.” He kisses my lips.
“Best sex of my life,” I say playfully.
“Mine too.” He gracefully rolls us over, so I’m sprawled across his chest.
I love this easy closeness, how sated I feel not just in my body but my heart, too. “Really?”