Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
My hips rolled and bucked, thrusting against the hand in my panties then rocking back to rub against the solid length of his erection, a hard pillar of flesh that made my core clench at the thought of him burying all those inches deep inside of me.
He growled against the side of my neck, the sound making me shiver. “Look at you,” he ordered, and I pried my eyes open to obey. “So fucking beautiful. Grinding against my hand, your ass pushing so eagerly against my cock. Come for me, Stevie.”
My reflection in the window showed me everything. Had I ever acted so wanton before? Never, but then I’d never been with a confident, sexually assured man like Caleb.
That elusive feeling of being desired completely consumed me, pushing me over the edge and into a powerful orgasm that seemed to spiral me into a whole other dimension. I cried out, vaguely hearing Caleb murmuring words of encouragement and praise as my body quivered and my climax left me breathless and boneless.
I slumped back against him, grateful for the arm he’d anchored around my waist that kept me from collapsing to the floor. My head was still tilted back and resting on his shoulder as I tried to regain my equilibrium, and in the window’s reflection I watched as he withdrew his hand from my panties and brought it up to his mouth, sucking the taste of me off of his fingers.
He groaned, as if he’d just enjoyed a rare delicacy. “Jesus, I knew you’d taste so fucking good.”
The fact that he’d imagined tasting me made me lightheaded.
He dropped his hand down to my hip and nuzzled my neck. “You ready to take this to the bedroom so I can fuck you properly, on a bed?”
“Oh, now you’re being all formal,” I teased, and he chuckled. “I don’t think my shaking legs are capable of getting me there.”
“Then allow me,” he said, and swept me up into his arms.
CHAPTER FOUR
Stevie
I let out a startled squeal, my hands grasping onto Caleb’s shoulders as my feet left the floor and I found myself cradled against his chest. Even though I wasn’t a petite woman, I couldn’t bring myself to protest because the effortless way he carried me was so damn sexy. So I held on for the ride as he headed down a long hallway, passing several rooms until he reached an obscenely large bedroom.
As soon as we entered, one of the lamps at the side of the bed automatically flicked on, giving me a glimpse of more floor-to-ceiling windows and navy and cream décor and dark wood furniture. He set me down on the king-size bed and walked away, unbuttoning his dress shirt.
“I want your panties off by the time I get back, which gives you all of ten seconds,” he ordered, disappearing into what looked to be the en suite.
I reclined back against the soft pillows, and he returned in five, before I had the chance to comply. He tossed a strip of four condoms onto the mattress and shrugged out of his shirt, distracting me with a glimpse of his toned chest and firm, lickable abs.
He snapped his fingers to get my attention, and I redirected my eyes back up to his face. “Are you looking to get spanked?” he asked, and I caught the playful look in his eyes, though I wasn’t opposed to feeling his hand smacking my ass.
“No, sir,” I replied impudently.
He smirked as he slowly unbuckled his slim leather belt, then opened his dress pants, frazzling my brains all over again as I anxiously awaited the strip show so I could finally see what he was packing—something impressive judging by the long, thick erection straining against the fabric of his pants.
“Panties off, Stevie. Now,” he repeated in a firm, gruff tone.
I quickly removed my underwear and tossed them aside.
He stood at the foot of the bed, his slacks unzipped, but still on. “Spread your legs for me.”
I arched a brow and kept my knees pressed primly together, just to see what he would do. “Bossy much?”
His gaze narrowed, but it was the predatory look in his eyes that should have warned me. “Bossy and impatient to see what’s mine for the night.”
He reached out and grabbed my ankles, and I exhaled a squeak of surprise as he dragged me all the way down to the foot of the bed, until my ass was on the edge of the mattress and my thighs were forced to spread open around his hips.
He gave me a satisfied smile as he looked his fill of my pussy. “Much better,” he said, quickly removing the last of his clothes and kicking them aside before resuming his position between my legs.
His eyes were dark and hot as he ran his fingers through my drenched slit. “This view of your body while I fuck you is far superior, anyway. I can see everything. The bounce of your breasts as I thrust into you, the way your pussy is going to take every inch of my cock.”