Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 96046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Silence filled the air as he looked at me. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife.
“Fuck it…” He closed the space between us, taking my mouth with his. He groaned, low and deep, vibrating down my throat.
Oh. My. God. His lips felt better than I could’ve imagined. He tasted better than I could’ve imagined. This night was better than I could’ve imagined.
“You’ve wanted me to lose control for a long time, haven’t you?” As his hands cradled my face, he nudged my mouth open with his eager tongue. “Well, this is me losing it.”
I could practically taste the desperation. Raking my fingers through the shiny black hair I’d always longed to touch, I closed my eyes and wondered if I was dreaming.
Dorian’s hands lowered to my ass. He squeezed and muttered over my lips, “These fucking leather pants. They make me want to fuck you so hard.”
He circled his tongue around mine as I felt the heat of his rock-hard cock at my groin.
Then he stepped back. His chest heaved.
Please don’t stop.
He looked at me hazily as he reached for my hand and pulled me toward the stairway. I’d never climbed so fast. It felt like we flew upstairs. I followed him to his room, realizing the dogs were nowhere to be found.
When the door shut behind us, Dorian lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around his torso. Our mouths met again, brought together by what felt like magnetic force as his erection throbbed beneath me. Dorian spun around and moved us closer to the bed. A second later, I felt my back bounce against the mattress. Then Dorian was on top of me, ravaging my neck. An unintelligible sound escaped me as I relished the feel of his mouth on my skin.
I stretched my legs wide to make room for him. Dorian kissed down the length of my body before reaching to unsnap my pants.
“Is this okay?” he murmured.
I nodded eagerly and uttered an incoherent sound.
The next several seconds were a blur. Clothes flew everywhere as our bodies rubbed desperately against one another until we were skin to skin. When he knelt over me, I got the first look at his beautiful, hard cock. He lowered himself as the tip dripped precum on my stomach. I grew wetter than I could ever remember.
As the muscles between my legs throbbed, I clawed at his back, and he spread my legs apart. A moment later, Dorian stilled as he looked down at me and caressed my face.
“Do you want me inside of you, Primrose?”
I had to smile at that direct question, paired with the vulnerability in his eyes. As if there’s any doubt. I answered by reaching up and pulling his lips against mine. That was almost immediately followed by the burn of him entering me.
Fuck.
His body shuddered. Dorian moved his thick shaft in and out of me. When he pushed harder, I gasped, unable to fathom how sex had never felt like this before, so raw and powerful. That tender question he’d asked to request permission was the last gentle part. Much to my thrill, Dorian fucked me relentlessly, his low groans matching the rhythm of his thrusts. I lifted my hips, wanting him deeper inside me. There was no such thing as deep enough, given how long I’d waited for this.
He wrapped his hand around my neck as he moved his hips, a delicate possessiveness I absolutely loved. The bed rocked as Dorian ravaged me, and every movement in and out felt tight as he filled me completely.
The muscles between my legs pulsed as I fought the urge to climax. It wasn’t until I felt his body shake over me that I let myself go.
Dorian made a guttural sound that vibrated through my body as I felt the sweet heat of his cum filling me.
No matter what happened between us, I would never get over this man.
After, we were both breathless as we came down from the high of our orgasms. I would likely be in shock for days. Not only had Dorian fucked me, but he’d fucked me the way no one ever had.
Blissfully sated, we turned to each other. I rested my chin on my hand as I stared into his eyes. “Well, that was an interesting homecoming.”
“Emphasis on the coming…” He panted. “You’re fucking exquisite.”
“What the hell changed?” I asked.
“Nothing changed in terms of my feelings. I’ve always been this crazy about you. I just happened to lose my mind after seeing you with another man. I came home expecting to talk to you, not attack you. But I lost control the moment I laid eyes on you again. The truth is, I’ve wanted this for a long time. I just needed a straw to break the camel’s back. Tonight was fucking it.”