Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 121887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
It came down at the same time he flicked the hook and eye.
When I felt my dress release, I sat up and tugged it off.
Eyes to my body, Javi’s expression grew ravenous as he sat up, tearing at the buttons of his cuffs.
Thankfully, he got them undone in short order, and didn’t bother with the buttons at the front. He just put his hands behind his neck and wrenched up with such force, I feared he’d tear that fantastic shirt.
Then his miles of beautiful brown skin, the bulges and indents of his muscles hit my vision, and I didn’t think any more about his shirt.
I went in with mouth and tongue and hands.
He did the same.
This was no longer leisurely, exploratory.
This was I want it all and I want it NOW.
Therefore, I took all I could get as fast as I could get it, and Javi did the same.
He was again on his back, I was trailing my mouth down the ridges of his belly, I got to the waistband of his trousers, when he pulled me up and rolled me to my back.
“I wasn’t done with my descent,” I informed him.
“Baby,” he said, shifting his hips to the side so he could whip off my panties.
That move was so sure, so swift, I quivered.
He tossed them away and rolled back on top of me. “You take my dick in your mouth right now, this is gonna be all over.”
Oo.
Nice.
I smiled a preening smile.
With a look of determination that set my lady parts to clenching, Javi kissed it off my face and dove a claiming hand between my legs.
Oo.
Brilliant!
He slid one long finger inside and I gasped as he growled against my lips, “Tight. So wet. Fuck.”
He slid that finger out and returned with two, and I instinctively started riding them.
“Christ,” he bit out, finger-fucking me, and I was no longer instinctively riding them, I was shamelessly doing it.
He tweaked my clit with his thumb.
I bucked against him and sank my nails in his back.
“Fuck,” he repeated, gently gliding his fingers out and then he was working at his fly.
Yes!
Finally!
He got it open. I felt him tug his trousers over his behind, and he reached toward the nightstand.
Um.
No.
I caught his wrist.
He looked down at me.
“I’m on the Pill,” I whispered.
“Babe,” he groaned.
He so got me.
I told him anyway, “I don’t want anything between us.”
“I don’t either, but you trust me like that?”
“Are you…?”
He jerked up his chin. “Had a physical before I joined NI&S. Clean. And no one since I met you.”
Wait…
Wait.
Oh my God.
Oh man.
There it was again.
I was going to start crying.
“No one?” I pushed out.
“Lolita, seriously? Do you not know how totally into you I am?”
Oh my God.
Oh man.
Yes, I was going to cry.
To stop myself from doing that, I rounded him with my legs.
His hips fell through, and I felt his hard cock resting hot against my wet softness.
Javi felt it too, I knew with the way his eyes went hooded.
He took hold and I shivered.
He rubbed the tip against me, and I shivered harder.
“Ready?” he asked.
Was I ever.
I nodded eagerly.
He cupped the side of my head in his hand and came closer.
“No, Harlow. Are you ready?”
I looked in his eyes. I saw how much he wanted me. I felt how hard he was for me.
But I also witnessed how intent he was being.
I knew it.
I knew it from the minute I walked down the stairs before our date.
This was big.
This was mammoth.
This was so colossal, it might mean forever.
“I’m ready,” I replied.
His gaze grew even more hooded, his face got soft, he swooped in and kissed me as he caught between my legs and started to inch in.
I knew immediately that Javi was big all over.
He gave me more; I expanded to fit him.
More, I adjusted, my legs tightened around him, and I got wetter and hotter feeling the material of the trousers he still wore against my calves. There was something both sweet and dirty about that, me being naked wearing only my heels, Javi only having pulled his pants over his behind to get inside me.
More, I whimpered, he groaned, I clutched at him inside and out (and he groaned again).
More, and he had me, I had him.
We were complete.
Yes.
Complete.
I knew Javi felt the same when he ran his nose along my cheek until his lips were at my ear.
And there he said only, “Yeah.”
He was correct.
Yeah.
He started moving.
He’d done it.
We’d done it.
It was exactly what we both wanted.
It was special.
It was perfect.
It was unforgettable.
The early morning sun shining down on my guy lying on his back in his bed, his hands gripping the cheeks of my behind, my lady parts filled full of his boy part, I did what I did best.
I bounced.
I bounced some more.
I did it harder.
I did it faster.
And I kept doing it.