Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
When she’s satisfied with her work, and my cock is so hard it could pound nails, she leans in to place a kiss over my heart and then turns around.
“Okay, my turn. Use the same amount that I did to start.”
Honestly, I wasn’t looking. I was too lost in her, too fucking turned on by her, but I don’t admit that out loud.
Instead, I gather some of the oily balm on my fingers and start at her shoulders. She’s right, a little goes a long way, and it spreads easily over the skin, melting right into the tissues.
“You can go over the fresh ones,” she murmurs. “They’re closed now, so the sooner the better.”
My teeth clench as I lightly drift over the new injury, but Darby doesn’t stiffen. She sighs, as if it feels good.
“I’ve never been able the reach the ones in the middle by myself,” she whispers.
I take my time, sure to cover every inch of her back, and then I work her leggings down and get the marks on her butt and thighs too. Now that it’s soaked in, neither of us is a greasy mess. The skin is soft but not oily, and I can see why she loves using her concoction.
After making sure I haven’t missed anything, I set the tub aside and move into her, caging her in against the counter, letting my hands roam everywhere.
“You never answered my question,” I whisper against her neck. She tilts her head, giving me more access, and I drag my teeth over her sensitive skin.
“What question?” Her voice is raspy, and her hips move back so she can grind against my cock, and fuck, she feels so damn good.
“Do you understand that you’re mine, Duchess?”
My hand comes up to circle around her throat, and I feel her swallow hard against my palm.
“I know you say it when we’re having sex, but—” She whimpers when I slide my cock through her thighs, against her already wet slit. Fuck, she feels so fucking incredible.
“But what?”
“Maybe that’s just something you say in the heat of the moment.”
I pause, and then I turn her around and boost her onto the counter so I can look in her eyes when I say this.
“I’m not inside you yet—”
“And that’s a shame.”
“—and I’m telling you, right now, that you’re mine. Christ, I’m so in love with you, I can’t see straight. You’re mine, and everything I have and all I am are yours. My home, my heart, my family. If you want it, I’ll make sure you have it because there isn’t anything more important in my life than making sure you’re taken care of. Does that make my intensions crystal clear?”
She bites her lip, and her fingers come up to my face. “Yes.”
“Good. Now, it’s been hell keeping my hands to myself for the past week, and I’m about to make up for some lost time. But if I do anything that hurts you, I want you to speak up.”
“I love it when you get bossy.”
I laugh as I cup the globes of her ass and pull her to the edge of the counter. I run my fingers through her slit, then push them inside her, making her moan.
“Oh God.”
“He’s not here, sweetheart.” I nibble my way down to her breasts and pull a nipple between my teeth, then suck it hard. “You’re so fucking delicious.”
“Please, Tucker.” Her hands are in my hair, holding on as she rides my fingers and my mouth journeys over her skin. “I need . . . oh fuck.”
“What do you need, baby?” My lips drift up her neck, and I nuzzle her ear. “Tell me and I’ll make it happen.”
“I need you buried inside me. Please.”
With one smooth motion, I push inside her, not stopping until I’m seated fully, and we both groan.
“Goddamn it, you’re perfect. Your pussy is perfect for me.”
“Don’t ever make me wait like that again.” Her voice is firm, and she sounds so perturbed, it makes me smile against her lips.
“Yes, ma’am.”
She’s so warm and slick and tight, and I can’t stop myself from picking up speed, fucking into her like it’s the only thing I need. Because right now, it is.
“Gonna need you to come for me, beautiful girl.” I nibble her lower lip, and she squeezes down. “Fuck, I love it when you do that.”
“Shit, I’m gonna—”
“Go over, love. Fuck, go over, and take me with you.”
The climax rocks through her, and there’s no holding back. I follow her, rocking into her as I come and come, and when we’re finally calming down, my girl smooths her hands over my face and down my chest.
“I love you, Tucker Hendrix.”
Christ, it just destroys me every fucking time.
I kiss the fuck out of her, biting that lip, licking inside her mouth, and then with her hands wrapped around my wrists as I frame her face, I lean my forehead against hers.