Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 85585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
This isn’t about need. It’s about care, and showing her exactly how much she means to me in ways words aren’t able to convey.
I kiss her leisurely, letting the caress linger, letting it say everything I don’t have the language for. Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging me closer, as if she trusts me completely. The simplicity of that movement, the quiet certainty in it, means more than she’ll ever know.
With one last kiss, I slide farther down her body, intent on adoring every inch of her along the way. She bares her throat, offering herself up as I trail kisses along the slender column until reaching her collarbone. I linger before lowering my mouth to the soft curve of her breast and drawing the sensitive peak between my lips.
She holds me in place as her body bows beneath mine. I take my time, savoring the way she responds before releasing her, giving the other nipple the same devoted attention. It’s only when she grows restless beneath me that I continue my descent, kissing my way down her rib cage and over the gentle curve of her belly, making sure she feels seen and cherished every single second.
When I finally reach the vee between her thighs, her body is already shifting, searching for more. I widen her legs before settling there, taking in every delicate pink inch. Even with the dim lighting, it’s impossible not to admire just how gorgeous she is.
I want to learn what makes her breath hitch and her body respond without thinking. I want to know what makes her unravel, forgetting about everything except the way she feels. More than that, I want to earn every single reaction, every sound she gives me, knowing I’m the reason she lets go. Only then will I be able to do the same.
“Laiken, please.”
My grip tightens around the supple skin of her thighs before I glance up and meet her heavy-lidded gaze. The need in her eyes is unmistakable, and the fact that I’m the man who stoked it to life makes me hard as a rock. I have no intention of rushing a single moment of this. I want to draw out her pleasure until she can’t take another second of it.
“We both know I’m going to give you everything you need,” I tell her. “Just let me play with you a little longer.”
She’s glossy perfection.
I lower my mouth to the top of her mound and press a kiss against her slit. The moment I do, she arches, and a whimper escapes her. This woman is so damn responsive it almost messes with my head. The sounds she makes, the way her body clenches around me as she comes apart… it’s hard to believe I’m the one who gets to experience all of it.
I hold her in place, zeroing in on her clit before circling it with my tongue and then drawing it into my mouth. When her fingers tighten in my hair, I continue licking her from the top of her pussy to the bottom and then up again before dipping inside her.
Her body tenses as her whimpers grow frantic. “That feels amazing.”
“I know it does, Kitten,” I murmur. “I want to be the one who gives you all the pleasure you can handle and then I’m going to give you even more until you’re drowning in it.”
It doesn’t take long before she’s dancing on the precipice. The sound of her orgasm crashing over her is sweet music to my ears. Knowing I get to hear it for the rest of my life soothes me in a way nothing else ever has.
It’s like the tumblers on a safe finally falling into place.
When her body turns pliant, melting into the mattress, I press one last kiss against her pussy before making my way up her body. My mouth brushes against hers, sealing the moment with a kiss that communicates everything we don’t need to speak out loud.
Her eyes are heavy-lidded and her expression is blissed out. The sight of her contentment makes my heart swell.
“Feel good?”
“Incredible.” She smirks. “Although, I’m pretty sure you know that.”
“Maybe I just like hearing you say it,” I murmur, brushing my thumb along her cheek. “I always want to make you feel loved. Cherished.”
“You do, Laiken. More than I ever thought possible.”
When I roll onto my back, she lets out a small squeak as I carefully pull her on top of me until she can straddle my hips. Even though her pregnancy is still in the early stages, I keep every movement slow and controlled.
The last thing I want to do is hurt her.
Not now or ever.
I cradle her sides, keeping her steady beneath my hands. “Are you ready to feel me deep inside you?” I ask. “Filling you all the way up?”