Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
The declaration shocks me to my core, just another thing that I know we have to talk about. Everything with us feels like it’s being rushed, but I’ve missed him more than I knew I did, and after everything that went down with his ex, I need him. “Well, it’ll be a first for both of us. Now, can we get on with it?”
“My baby is needy,” he teases and all I can do is nod my head. My legs go to his hips as he moves his cock up and down my slit. “Watch me feed your pussy my cock,” he urges and it’s like I’m transfixed on it. He slides the head of his cock into me and I think both of us stop breathing. “Fuck,” he groans, giving me more and I feel him stretch me and I have to close my eyes, it’s so fucking good. “I thought fucking you before felt like heaven.” He moves his cock deeper into me. “I was wrong.” He wants to go slow but his hips thrust into me, closing the distance, the sound of our skin slapping together fills the room. “This”—he pulls out and then slams back into me—“is fucking heaven.”
“I need more,” I tell him.
“Tell me what you need,” he urges as he fucks me harder and harder. My hand moves up over my head toward the headboard.
“It’s so…” I try to find the words. “I don’t know why it’s so…” My nipples tighten and I move one hand to play with my nipple. “You’re so deep,” I tell him and he doesn’t stop. He puts his hands beside me as he slams into me over and over again. “I’m going to—” I can’t say anything else because his tongue is in my mouth as I come on his cock. Locking my ankles at his back, my nails dig into his ass cheeks.
“I need one more,” he hisses out, “so hurry up.”
“I just went,” I say breathlessly.
“I want another one,” he demands of me and I want to tell him no, but my body is already going to jump off the ledge. “Squeezing the shit out of my cock, baby,” he notes. “I’m almost there,” he grinds between clenched teeth. “Dripping down my balls, baby. Next time, I’m going to fuck you like this and I’m going to want you to swallow my cock so I can paint your mouth.” I don’t tell him that’s what I want also, because my eyes roll in the back of my head as I come like I’ve never come before. I feel it running down onto the bed, over and over I feel myself pulsing on his cock until he slams into me one more time and roars out my name.
He collapses on top of me, his face in my neck. My limp arms wrap him up for a second before he turns us to the side. “Jesus.” His face is still buried in my neck. “I’ve never come so hard in my life.” I smile.
“I think I wet the bed,” I tease him and he just tightens his hold on me.
“Don’t give a shit,” he declares and we just lie here, the two of us, until he slips out of me and gets off the bed. “Shower with me?” he asks, holding out his hand to me.
I slide my hand in his as I get off the bed, his other hand coming up to hold my belly, making my heart throb in my chest, harder than before. “Is that you telling me to shower with you or asking me?” I try and swallow down the lump that is forming in my throat.
“Both.” He pulls me to the shower. “Besides, once I clean you up, I get to paint your mouth.” He smacks my ass as he picks me up and takes me to the shower.
The sound of the doorbell ringing wakes me up the next morning. I feel heat all around me before my eyes flutter open and then the heat goes away from me. The sound of pounding now fills the room. “What is that?” I ask, looking at Jaxon going toward one of the drawers and taking out a pair of shorts. The doorbell now picks up again, ringing one after another. “Is that how delivery people act in California?” I ask him, grabbing the cover and bringing it to me. “And they say New York is busy.”
He laughs at me, and instead of going to see who’s banging, which has started again, he comes over and puts his fist in the bed beside me. “Don’t move from that bed,” he says, kissing my lips. “I wanted to wake you up with my cock this morning.”
“You did that,” I remind him, “at two a.m.”
“That was because you put your ass next to my cock.”