Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 97053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
I reach between her thighs, my palm sliding between them. She’s wet… so wet, my fingers catch her juices as they skirt down her thigh.
I pause and take a second, trying to calm my racing heartbeat. Fuck. “That all for me?”
Her cheeks pink, and she gives a small nod before opening her legs wider.
I groan at the access I now have to her. My cock throbs in anticipation. I want to bury myself in her, slam right into her core.
But I want to taste her more.
I arrange myself between her thighs. When she realizes what I’m doing, she tries to close her legs.
“No, Iris,” I say.
“But I…” She shakes her head.
“You don’t want my tongue in your pussy?”
Her face flushes red, like she can’t believe what she’s hearing. Then I realize, she’s not had a proper boyfriend since high school. Maybe he didn’t go down on her. She needs reassurance from me. She needs to know I want this as much as she needs it.
“It’s going to be great, Iris. They’re going to hear your screams in Grizzly’s.”
I grin at her panic-stricken face. She reaches behind her, grabs a pillow, then opens her legs.
Victory: it’s about to taste so good.
I pull her closer to me, my breath heating her. She’s glistening, even in the dimly lit bedroom. Her need for me is right there for me to see. I nestle my tongue between her folds, and she groans and puts the pillow over her face.
Fuck, if I wasn’t turned on to all holy hell before, I am now.
I work my tongue over and around her clit, flicking and sucking as she whimpers into the pillow.
Her wetness drips down my chin as I explore her, but I can’t get enough. I want more. I push my tongue down and deep. Circling and pressing, over and over. Feeling her shudder under me. Her moans vibrate along her body, creating a buzz in me, and it feels like we’re both floating. We’re here, together, but we’re not in Star Falls. We’re not in Colorado. We’re just together.
She calls my name into the pillow, and her fist grasps the bed cover.
There’s no way I don’t want to hear her come.
I take the pillow and toss it across the room. “Let me hear how much you love the way I touch you. How my tongue feels.”
I dive back down, drawing circles down and around, and her back arches and her body goes rigid and she comes on my tongue, her legs vibrating around me.
I’m panting. Watching Iris, her hazy eyes try to focus, her hot skin, her soaked pussy—watching Iris come might just be the most satisfying, most fulfilling thing that I’ve ever experienced.
I crawl up her body and she slings her arm over her face, so I can’t see her.
“Oh my god,” she says as I lie next to her. “Who are you?”
I chuckle. “I’m still Jack.”
“Wanna marry me, Jack?”
I burst out laughing. I remove her arm from her face and press a kiss to her mouth. “Yeah, I think I do. But I don’t accept proposals within thirty minutes of an orgasm. So let’s table that.”
I pull her into my arms and revel in the way her legs slide against mine, her palm smooths over my chest. “I’m so glad I found you,” I say.
Her hand dips to my rigid cock, and I groan as she grasps my length. But it’s not her palm I want to feel around me.
“I’m not sure if you’ll fit,” she says breathily.
I groan again. I’m not sure I’ll survive tonight without trying. “Wanna try?”
Our eyes meet and she nods. “More than anything.”
I pull in a breath. There’s nothing I want more right now, but at the same time, it feels like I’ve been wanting this so badly, I’ve been wanting her from the moment I saw her, that I’m hesitant. What if the physical connection isn’t as combustible as I expect. And if it is, how will I ever leave Star Falls?
“I’m nervous,” Iris says, putting words around my own thoughts.
“I know,” I reply. “You’re safe with me.”
It’s not like I have any choice but to find out. This moment has been written since the first time we met. It’s as if we were careening toward a certain point, and now that we’re here, there’s nothing to do but give ourselves up to inevitability.
I reach for a condom and slide it on. I try and steady my breathing. This is what I’ve been waiting for. I maneuver so I’m above her, and she cups my face in her hands as she opens her legs. Her expression is one of surrender. She knows that this moment is more than about sex. About fucking. About climax. She’s giving herself to me and I’m giving myself to her. We’re at a fork in the road. She’s come from one direction, I’ve come from another, but now our paths join and we’ll go forward together. I feel it deep inside, like it’s a part of my DNA.