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)
I could have called or texted, but I wanted to say what I had to say in person.
Now, I’m going to ravish my woman.
I drag her into the room, using her body to shut the door before I slam my mouth to hers. She threads her fingers through my hair as I drop the condoms to the floor, grab her by the backs of her knees, and hoist her up against the door. Her thighs cradle my hips as fire helmets clank to the floor, bouncing around, but our kiss is unstoppable. Her skirt isn’t formfitting, so it’s easy for me to find her soft flesh, kneading it and pulling her ass cheeks apart. I get lost in her kiss. Her fingernails bite into my scalp as she rolls her hips along my hardening cock, leaving me panting against her mouth.
“You are everything, Kenni,” I murmur against her lips. “I want only you.” Forever, but I leave that part off. I can’t show her all my cards yet; I feel like she’ll run for the hills. She licks my lips, and I groan into her mouth when she sucks my bottom lip between her teeth.
Her eyes are sinful, dark, and delicious as she whispers, “You’re gonna get us caught.”
“No way. I can control myself.”
Her lips tip up, challenge burning in those baby blues. She pushes my chest back, then shimmies down my body to put her feet on the floor. She kicks off her shoes, then pulls off her dress to show she’s only wearing a barely there thong. My mouth is dry as she slowly lowers to her knees, cupping her breasts as she rolls her pink nipples between her fingers. She looks like a fucking goddess.
“Kenni,” I breathe, and she gives me a dirty grin.
She reaches for my pants, undoing them with a flick of her thumb before pushing them and my boxers down my legs. She grips my base, squeezing me to the point of delicious pain and forcing me to hiss sharply. Her eyes dance as she licks my leaking tip, and I’m not responsible for the noise that leaves my lips.
A whimper.
A sob.
A laugh.
Fuck, you got me. And hell, she’s got me by the balls.
Literally.
She licks her lips. “You gotta be quiet for me.”
Only this woman could have me on the edge twenty-four seven.
She licks up the underside of my cock before swirling her tongue over the tip and then taking me deep in that hot mouth of hers. Her eyes are wide, set on me as she sucks me hard in her gorgeous mouth. I rise up on my toes, slamming my hands against the door as I bite back my moan. She looks pleased by my action, her eyes bright and wanton as she moves up and down my length like I’m her favorite flavor of popsicle. She’s eager, and the way she’s moaning around my cock has me curling my toes in my boots.
“Every time you do this, I forget my own name,” I say, my mouth falling open as she looks up at me with a teasing glint in her gaze.
She pulls off me, but her lips are right at my tip. “It’s Dean—my favorite thing to scream.”
“Fuuuck,” I moan as she takes me to the back of her throat once more. “No one has ever made me feel the way you do. Kenni,” I bite out as I start to jerk in her mouth. “You’ve ruined me.”
She hums around my cock, her eyes wild and so fucking pretty. I know if I don’t stop her, she’ll suck my soul out of my cock. Today is not the day I die, so I take her jaw and pull myself out of her mouth, despite her protest. “Hey!”
I lift her up and then turn her around. I knock a few coats off the hooks, but her ample ass is all I see. I guide her to the wall of oxygen tanks, and then I position her hands on the metal rack so she can hold on. She’s breathing hard as she looks over her shoulder at me. I cover her back with my chest, my cock getting trapped between her ass cheeks as I suck on her shoulder and neck. “You’re so damn sexy.”
She whimpers as I yank off her thong, ripping it into pieces before throwing it on the floor. I place one hand over hers on the rack and then slide the other one down her belly before I cup her pussy. I dip a finger into her, groaning at how soaked she is for me. “My girl loves sucking her man’s cock, huh?”
“Yes. Fuck yes,” she moans as I circle her clit, her back arching and her ass trapping my cock between her thick cheeks. “Fuck me, Dean, please.”
“Jesus,” I mutter as I move my hand to my cock to direct it into her, but then I remember the condoms. “Fuck. Damn it. Shit,” I curse, but before I can move, she wraps her hand around my wrist, stilling my fingers that are playing with her clit.