Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“Dean—”
He thrusts back in, knocking the breath out of me, stretching me in a way I’ve never been stretched. I feel some pain at first, but then I feel nothing but pleasure when his cock rubs that special spot inside me. I cry out his name, and he stills, pulling in deep breaths through his nose. “This pussy is perfect,” he says through clenched teeth. “So much so, if you don’t stop saying my name or looking at me like that, I’ll embarrass myself again.”
“Again?” I ask, sucking in air, so full of him but wanting so much more.
His lips quirk. “I came in my pants when I kissed you that time in Sadie’s room.”
My mouth drops open in shock. “That’s why you ran out!”
“Oh yeah. I came everywhere. It was fucking pathetic,” he laughs, his eyes all sparkly and beautiful. He leans down on one arm, his forehead pressing to mine and pushing him deeper. I whimper, clenching around his girth, and he hisses against my lips. His eyes hold mine as he whispers, “I think I’ve been chasing that feeling my whole life. I needed the girl who could make me come with only a kiss, but she was married to a small-dicked bitch. But now, she’s all mine.”
I blink past the tears as I cup his face, rubbing my thumb along his stubble. “Yours.”
That snaps something inside him. With a growl, he sits up, digging his fingers into my thigh on one leg and the back of my knee on the other, and he thrusts back inside me. I cry out, my body vibrating with each thrust. His eyes are feral, dark, as his jaw clenches and he continues his ruthless rhythm. I feel another orgasm building in my body, and when I tip my hips up for more friction, he goes deeper and fills the room with his moan. It’s intoxicating, the noise he makes, and knowing I’m causing it is downright empowering.
I come with his name on my lips as white spots explode through my vision. I clench around him, and he hisses roughly as he slows his thrusts. “Fuck, darlin’. Yes. Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Squeeze my cock with your perfect cunt. How does it feel?”
“So good,” I moan, my back bowing off the bed.
“Yes, fuck yes,” he moans, kissing down the valley between my breasts. “Strangle my cock, darlin’. Fuuuuck!” he roars, and I feel him explode inside me. He falls to the side, dragging me into his arms as he pulls one thigh over his hip. He tangles his fingers in my hair at the back of my head before he presses his nose into mine. Our breathing is ragged, our bodies slick with sweat, and he throbs against my thigh. I trace my finger along his top lip, and he kisses the tip before he whispers, “Let me get rid of the condom.”
I can only nod, but damn, I get an eyeful as he walks into his bathroom to dispose of the condom. My whole body is vibrating, and I realize that the moment I don’t see him, I miss him.
That’s a dangerous feeling.
He isn’t gone but a second before he’s climbing back into bed with me and wrapping me up in his big arms. I nuzzle my nose against his chest and close my eyes as the afterglow consumes me.
“How do you feel?” he asks, kissing my temple.
“Perfect.”
I feel him smile against my hair before he drops another kiss. “Good. Want me to get you some ibuprofen?”
“Sure of yourself that you wrecked me?”
He chuckles. “It’s only fair that I did since you wrecked me.”
Our eyes meet, and the smile we share is so sweet and intimate, my nose burns. I drag my fingers along his lips. “I’m fine.”
He kisses my fingers, his eyes hooded and dark for me. “Kenni?” I pause my fingers, searching his eyes. “I don’t want to use condoms with you. I want to feel you with nothing between us. I will if you want, but I don’t want to.”
I try to hold back my grin, but I fail as I get lost in his eyes. “I don’t know… We might need them to keep you from embarrassing yourself.” His lips curve, and then he’s tickling my sides, nuzzling my neck. Our laughter is like a love song in the dark room, and I want no music other than us. I find myself half on him when our laughter subsides, and our eyes lock. “I’ll go on birth control.”
He cups my cheek, and I lean into it as he gazes up at me with a blissful look. I did that. I caused that look, and I want it always. His lips part like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. He stares at me for a moment, and I wonder if he wants me to leave.