Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 44899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Once outside, the cool night air raised goose bumps on my skin, but I barely noticed. Sully shifted his hold, and in one smooth movement, he flipped me over his shoulder. My world tilted as blood rushed to my head, my hair falling in a curtain around my face.
“Sully! Put me down, you caveman!” I pounded ineffectually against his back, laughing all the while. I liked this side of Sully, and I knew I was fixing to get everything I’d bargained for.
“Nope.” His hand came down in a stinging slap against my ass. “You pushed, darlin’. Now you get to see what happens when I push back.”
I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear the smile in his voice as he strode across the compound toward our building. The position was undignified, ridiculous even. Yet the possessive display sent a thrill through me I couldn’t deny.
“I can walk, you know,” I complained, though my heart wasn’t in it.
“Yeah, but this way I get to enjoy the view.” He punctuated the statement with another light slap to my rear.
“You’re impossible.”
Once inside, the ride upstairs in the freight elevator was brief but torturous. Sully kept me slung over his shoulder the entire time, one hand firmly planted on my ass. His fingers slipped between my legs to pet me intimately. I was certain he did it on purpose. I was squirming against him, desperate for more contact. “Sully! What the fuck? I’m already turned on enough.” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“No such thing. Besides, when I get these fuckin’ jeans off you, I’m gluing my mouth there. Gonna eat your pussy until you beg me to stop.”
“Oh no.” I feigned horror. “Anything but that. Please don’t eat my pussy… Said no woman ever!”
Sully chuckled as he kicked the door shut behind us once we were inside our apartment. Rather than setting me down, he carried me straight to the bedroom, finally dumping me unceremoniously onto the mattress. I bounced once before settling, my hair a wild tangle around my flushed face. I know I was grinning from ear to ear.
“Happy now?” he asked, standing at the foot of the bed, his chest rising and falling with quickened breath.
I propped myself up on my elbows, letting my legs fall open in blatant invitation. “Not yet. But I will be.”
Something dark and hungry flashed in his eyes as he crawled onto the bed, moving over me like a predator stalking prey. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he growled, his face hovering inches above mine.
“So, show me,” I challenged, reaching up to fist my hands in his shirt.
His mouth crashed down on mine, hot and demanding. There was nothing gentle about this kiss. It was nothing short of a claiming. Of possession. I moaned into his mouth, arching up against the solid weight of him.
All too soon, he pushed away, but it was only to whip his shirt off, then grab the button of my jeans. Hooking his fingers in the belt loops of my jeans and his thumbs in the waist of my panties, he peeled them down my legs with a single-minded focus that made my breath catch. The cool air hit my bare skin, goose bumps racing up my thighs, but the heat in his gaze made me feel molten and reckless. He buried his face between my legs without hesitation, his stubble rasping my inner thighs before his tongue found my clit. I screamed, arching up off the mattress and grabbing for fistfuls of bedding as the first jolt of pleasure ricocheted through me.
“Fuck! Sully, don’t stop!” I gasped, already trembling as he devoured me like he’d been starving for my taste. He flattened his tongue against my pussy then circled my clit, slow at first, teasing, driving me insane. I ground my hips up against his mouth, desperate for more friction, more pressure.
He groaned low, the vibration shooting sparks straight through me. Then he licked deeper, thrusting his tongue inside me, alternating between sliding it in my cunt and sucking my clit so hard it almost hurt. My thighs locked around his head, holding him there. Not that he showed any sign of coming up for air.
He fluttered my clit until my toes curled. I found out Sully was a mean bastard when he wanted to be. Every time I was right on the edge, he’d back off, dragging broad licks down to my entrance. He shoved two fingers inside me, making me whimper and gasp.
“Fuck, Darby,” he groaned against my cunt. “Need you. Now.”
“Fuck me,” I urged, my voice ragged with want. I ran my hands over his chest, desperate to feel every inch of his skin against mine. “Don’t you fucking stop until you make me come.”
His weight pressed me into the mattress, and his scent surrounded me. Then he was kissing me again, harder this time. I tasted myself on his lips and the flavor was erotic as hell. I reached between us to fumble with his jeans. He shifted his weight until I managed to get the clothing over his hips. His cock sprang free only to be pinned between us. His skin burned against mine, all corded muscle and barely contained strength.