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)
She bit her bottom lip and blushed adorably, my dirty talk doing the trick of putting her in a completely different frame of mind. “That would be my choice, too.”
Decision made, I stood up and so did she. Taking her hand in mine, I led her back to my bedroom. Once there, I pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor, leaving her in just her panties. Then, I framed her face in my hands and kissed her, slow and soft and sweet. Her lips parted on a moan, and I swept my tongue inside her mouth, keeping things at a languid, unhurried pace.
After a few minutes of slow, deep kisses, she pressed her palms against my bare chest and gyrated her lower body against mine, making inarticulate noises in the back of her throat. The kind of needy, impatient sounds I was striving for.
I’d imagined under regular circumstances that our night would have ended much differently, with wild, hot, filthy sex. The kind that was fast and hard and primitive because of how greedy and insatiable she made me feel. That’s mostly how it had been between us since our first night together—uninhibited, mindless, I-can’t-keep-my-hands-off-you, orgasm-inducing fucking.
But tonight, my only goal was to make love to Stevie. To take my time, despite her impatience, and savor everything about her. To make her feel special, and adored, and most importantly, chase away any of those insecurities that Alyssa had planted in her head.
I wanted every last one of those vulnerabilities gone, and when I was done with her tonight, I didn’t want her to have a single doubt in her mind that she was mine, in every way that mattered. The words would come next, when she was ready to hear them. I had every intention of rectifying this temporary arrangement of ours once the custody case was over in a few weeks. When Stevie would be more apt to believe my intentions toward her were real and true and not all part of some fake relationship ruse I’d paid her for.
But for right now, I was going to show her without words what she meant to me. I was going to shake things up and spend the next hour unraveling every part of her, until she was stripped down to nothing more than raw, intense emotion. So that when I finally slid inside of her, there would be no doubt in her mind who she belonged to.
Me.
I lifted my mouth from hers and looked at her beautifully flushed face. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and glazed over with desire as I slipped my hands into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down her legs until she was completely naked.
“Get up on the bed and spread your legs for me,” I ordered gruffly, while I removed my sweatpants.
She did as I ordered, her head resting on the pillows, and her parted thighs giving me a breath-stealing view of her glistening sex. I moved up onto the mattress, and starting at one upraised knee, I trailed hot, damp kisses downward, mixing it up with a few love bites that made her gasp and the scratch of my stubble abrading her skin so she’d feel those chafe marks later. Reaching her pussy, I settled onto my stomach and slowly, leisurely, swiped my tongue through her folds, intending to be down here for a good long while.
She moaned, her fingers sliding through my hair and her hips shamelessly angling upward for more pressure, more friction. In time, when she was finally begging for release, I gave her both, loving the way she cried out my name as her body shuddered from the force of her first orgasm.
Then, I immediately started all over again, licking, sucking, tongue swirling over and around her clit while two fingers fucked her slow and deep to rekindle those intense sensations. It took longer to get her there this second time, but when I did her fingers gripped my hair as she bucked against my mouth, a hoarse cry of bliss escaping her throat.
Her body went lax, then tensed back up when I stayed right where I was, looking up at her from between her spread thighs and making her watch as my tongue did wicked things to her pussy and the tips of my fingers dragged along that sensitive spot inside her body.
She whimpered, her fingers twisting in my hair in an attempt to pull my head away. “Caleb…I can’t.”
“You can,” I rasped, intending to prove her wrong as I pulled her clit between my lips and lashed it with my tongue, making her shudder and moan. “You will, because I’m not leaving this spot until you give me all your pleasure.”
She made a soft, mewling sound and shook her head against the pillows. “I want you inside of me.”