Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Pierce tasted of whiskey, and hints of his spicy cologne teased my nose. Every kiss we shared felt like the first time, and I couldn’t get enough. It made me frantic—anything to prove that I could be everything he could ever want or need just so he couldn’t reject me. I sighed into his mouth, sinking into all the pleasure rippling through my body at the touch of his hands and the feel of him against me.
He broke off the kiss and lifted his head so I could meet his gaze. “You have to be quiet. We can’t let anyone hear us.” I nodded, and Pierce’s smirk returned. “But not too quiet. I like the noises you make.”
How the hell was I supposed to hold myself together when he said things like that? He was turning me into useless goo.
We continue to kiss ravenously while pulling clothes off each other. My fingers fumbled on tiny buttons, and belt buckles jingled softly as pants were shoved to the floor. A soft yelp might have escaped as Pierce picked me up and laid me on the couch. I hissed as the cold leather met my flushed skin, but the chill was forgotten as Pierce’s hot body pressed into mine again.
We were still in our briefs, but it didn’t matter. The feel of him was exquisite. Soft skin covering hard muscles. All my dreams couldn’t compete with the reality of wrapping my arms around him.
Our lips met in another passionate kiss as we devoured each other. I couldn’t get enough of him. And yet, all too quickly, he was moving, kissing his way down my neck and along my chest. That wicked tongue slipped across one nipple before he pinched it between his lips, sending shocks of pleasure through my body. One hand shot into his hair while the other slapped over my mouth to keep me from crying out. Being quiet was not one of my strengths with Pierce.
He peeked up, and the evilest grin spread across his face. His dark eyes twinkled with laughter. Oh, fuck. I was so screwed.
That perfect mouth licked and sucked across my chest and along my stomach until he was nuzzling the side of my cock with his face. My dick throbbed, begging for more attention and without the fabric barrier.
“Pierce!” I moaned behind my hand, the sound coming out muffled and pained.
The bastard kissed the head through my black briefs, exhaling his scorching breath through the material. “Not enjoying it?”
I jerked my hand away and glared at him. “Love it, but don’t.”
Pierce lifted his head. “You don’t like blowjobs?”
With my eyes squeezed shut, a tiny whimper escaped me. “I love blowjobs. I would die for you to suck my dick, but you can’t. There’s no way I could stop myself from coming if I’m in your mouth, and I really want you inside me.”
Pierce huffed a laugh. “I don’t exactly keep supplies for sex in my office. There’s no way I’m fucking you without lube and a condom.”
“I have that stuff!”
Before he could say a word, I was pushing and wriggling off the couch. I landed on the floor with a hard thud. Thank God for the thick Aubusson rug. I crawled on my hands and knees to where my jacket had fallen and dug through the pockets until I came up with a tiny bottle of lube and a condom.
“You planned this,” Pierce grumbled.
“Ha!” I crawled to him on my knees. “I have been carrying this shit with me since I moved to Cincinnati. I’m always fucking prepared.”
Near the sofa, I hesitated, waiting for Pierce to explode with some kind of angry response, but he surprised me. The man burst into laughter and tackled me to the ground. He shoved the coffee table aside and covered my body with his as he plundered my mouth again.
It lasted only a moment. He broke off the kiss and continued down my body, pulling off my briefs. A shiver ran through me. I was completely exposed to him, and all the thousands of insecurities raced into my brain. Was I not good enough for him? Was I too thin? Not muscular enough? Not hairy enough? Were any of these the reasons he’d rejected me repeatedly? Or would there be a new reason he rejected me now?
“You have no right to be so beautiful and talented,” Pierce murmured. His eyes ran slowly up my body, from my thighs to my face. One of his hands smoothed up my hip, his thumb brushing against the side of my cock. “It’s really not fair to the rest of us.”
The worry that had been building in my chest evaporated in an instant, and as I was catching my breath, the devil ducked his head to take my dick into his mouth. I barely remembered to slap my hand to my mouth, because there was no fucking way I was going to hold in my cries of pleasure. The wet heat and suction had my eyes rolling into my head. Nothing had ever felt so fucking good. My orgasm was trying to break free, and we’d just begun. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from watching my cock sliding in and out of that perfect mouth.