Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
I run my fingers over her pussy, using my knuckle to make sure she’s wet.
“Holy shit,” she says, gasping.
I hook my arm around the back of her leg, stopping to look in her eyes and ask, “Are you still sure? You can change your mind.”
“Yes. I’m sure.”
I go slowly, but she presses my lower back insistently and wraps her other leg around my waist, urging me. When I sink all the way inside her, we both groan, and she tips her head back slightly.
Pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder, I make myself go slowly. She feels more incredible than I ever dreamed, and I’ve imagined this moment hundreds of times.
I don’t think anything has ever felt this good, and it’s not just physical. Blair wants me as I am, even though I can’t promise her things I wish I could.
She arches her back, her nails digging into my shoulder blade as she grinds her hips against mine.
“Never stop,” she says, whimpering.
That sound almost does me in. I can’t take much more without coming, but I don’t want to disappoint her.
“Don’t slow down,” she says in my ear. “Just let go. I want you to.”
A gentleman never comes first. I kiss her shoulder again and put a knee on the bed, making space to get my thumb on her clit.
“Oh fuck.” Another whimper. “I ... keep doing that.”
I’m thrusting into her hard, but stroking her clit gently and slowly. Just because I haven’t been with a woman in a long time, that doesn’t mean I don’t remember how to please one.
“Oh ... Magnus.” She stretches my name out, her whole body going rigid for a few seconds as she arches into me, moaning loudly.
I follow her, the world stopping as I come. Nothing exists but her eyes on mine and the absolute euphoria coursing through me.
Her body goes slack and I lie on my side next to her, still coming down from the high.
“Well, this is embarrassing,” she says. “It’s never happened to me before.”
“What? You’ve never orgasmed from sex?”
“No ... the peeing. Surely you felt that.”
I laugh, propping myself up on an elbow. “Come on now. You’re a nursing student. You know that wasn’t pee.”
Her eyes widen. “Oh my god. Did I just ...?”
“Yeah, you did.”
She covers her mouth with her hand. “I definitely didn’t learn about that in nursing school. I didn’t know it was even possible for me.”
“Did you like it?”
“Like it?” She laughs heartily. “My soul left my body. I’ve never felt anything like that before. How did you do it?”
“The mechanics don’t matter. All that matters is that you liked it.”
“You knew exactly what you were doing, didn’t you?” She gets on her side and props herself up on an elbow, grinning. “Now I’ll wait for you even if you go play for a team in Australia.”
I run my hand down her side, over her hip, and down her thigh. “I hope so.” I lean forward, my forehead to hers. “Do you want something to clean up with?”
“The bed is soaked. I still can’t believe that happened. I’m going to the bathroom and then I’ll bring back a towel for the ... you know.”
When she comes back, she’s covering herself with a towel. The sun has set, but I can still see her in the room’s dim light with the heaviest curtains on the window open.
She gets on the bed and I pull the towel away, tossing it to the floor.
“Forget about the wet bed,” I say, pulling her closer. “It’s only gonna get wetter.”
I kiss her, wrapping an arm and a leg around her. She hums with satisfaction.
“You set the bar very high,” she says. “That was a ten.”
I run my hand over her hair. “Not a bad first kiss, right?”
“Well worth the wait.” She grazes her fingertips over my back, whispering. “I really like you.”
“I really like you, too.”
“What’s your favorite food?”
“Brisket and mashed potatoes. How about you?”
“Tacos and queso.”
I run my palm over her ass, squeezing it. “I’ve wanted to get my hands on you for so long, but if I’m ever too much, tell me.”
“How could you be too much? You’re so easy to be with.”
“I mean in bed. I could tie you to this bed and fuck you every which way all night long, but that might be too much for you.”
“Or not.”
I smack her ass lightly. “You’re making me hard.”
“Are you ... easygoing everywhere else and dominant in the bedroom?”
“I don’t have to be if you don’t like that. But if you’re asking whether I’d like it, yeah, I would.”
“I’ve never had that, but I think ... yeah. I’d like it a lot.”
17
Blair
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I take one look at Jules when she steps onto the pedestal at a Manhattan bridal boutique and burst into tears.
“Stop,” she says with a laugh, meeting my gaze in the mirror. “Now you’ve got me crying.”