Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
He set what she realized was a stuffed animal on her lap. An adorable alligator with little hands and flat white teeth. “Oh my gosh. Where did you get it?”
He chuckled. “Not it. Chester. That’s his name.” He went on to explain he’d picked him up from his box of childhood things at home. How he’d hid him from his brothers, and the only one he’d trusted was his mother.
“I brought him home for our baby’s room. When we get it set up, I mean.”
She glanced at his matted fur and kept silent on the condition. “That’s so sweet.” She picked up Chester and held him to her chest. “I love that you thought to bring something that meant so much to you.”
Keeping his gaze on hers, he took the alligator from her hands and put him on the table, then leaned forward and sealed his lips over hers. He slid his tongue into her mouth and rubbed against hers, arousing her until her nipples poked against the silk of her robe.
As if he knew, he reached down and squeezed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, making her writhe on the table. She hoped she wasn’t leaving a wet spot.
Again, he read her mind and broke the kiss, then rose to his feet. He scooped her up so she was clinging to him like a spider monkey, her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. Resting her face against his cheek, she inhaled his masculine, sexy scent, wriggling against him so her clit got friction from his hard erection pushing against the fly of his pants.
“Mmm. Jared, I really need to come.”
He let out a gruff chuckle. “Oh, I intend to make you come, beautiful. Again and again.”
“Promise?”
He lay her down on the bed, untied her robe, and parted the sides. “You’re naked.”
“No, I have a thong on. It’s nude.”
A tug on one side and he ripped the panties off her body.
Once she truly was naked, he came down over her sex and dragged his tongue through her pussy. Her hips jerked and she pushed herself against his mouth. Taking the hint, he licked up one side and down the other, sucking her flesh into his mouth and nibbling with his teeth.
She squirmed against him, seeking pressure on her clit, but he focused everywhere but where she needed the friction most. She pulsed with desire and emptiness until he slid his tongue inside her and pressed hard on her clit with his fingertip, rubbing persistently. Waves of bliss wafted through her and she arched her hips, riding the surge until she came apart, kneading her sex against his mouth until her climax ended and she dropped, sated, onto the bed.
“Are you ready for me? Or do you need a minute?” he asked, as he rose to his feet and stripped off his clothes.
She might be tired but her pussy still throbbed with desire. “I need you to fill me.”
“And I want to see you come again.”
She giggled and said, “Not sure you saw me the first time.”
“I beg to differ.” He raised an eyebrow. “I think I had the best view.”
Her face heated with embarrassment. Before she could focus on that comment, he placed one knee on the bed and climbed over her, his cock poised at her entrance. Without warning, he pressed in all the way. Not fast and hard, but gentle, his gaze never leaving hers.
Every shift and glide in and out was filled with emotion, scaring her as much as it pulled her in like a rapid current. She was falling for him in a way she’d never experienced before. The emotions swirling through her were new and frightening, but she couldn’t stop them from working their way through her and settling, a heavy feeling in her chest. One she recognized as a deep connection.
He shifted his hips and the sensations grew more intense, her body soaring higher and searching for something just out of reach.
“Jared!” she cried as she dug her nails into his back.
He picked up the rhythm, thrusting harder, his long, thick cock hitting her in just the right spot, over and over, and her orgasm slammed into her. She let herself go and soared until the waves receded and she wrapped her arms around him, holding on while he found his release.
A little while later, she lay cuddled in his arms, thinking about how close they’d become in such a short time. Tonight, he’d confided in her about his childhood and close bond with his mother. She’d already let him in with so much about hers. She couldn’t deny or fight the truth but she could try to hold on to that sense of self-reliance she had.
Being hurt by her father or her brother was bad enough, but if Jared did anything to sever the fragile bond they’d built she didn’t want to be in an emotional place where she’d crumble. She could be stronger than that. Still, she felt safe, happy, and content in his arms.