Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
His mouth moves down the line of my neck. His teeth scrape lightly against my collarbone as his tongue dances along my sensitive skin, making me shiver and arch beneath him. Every inch of me is on freaking fire. "Ian," I pant, barely able to form the sound. "I—" The words disappear as he presses me back.
My eyes cross, feeling his lips travel the expanse of my skin, leaving fire in their wake. I grip the silky comforter as the entire universe shrinks down to just the heat and pulse of him. "Tell me." His growl is thick with desire and promise. I can’t catch my breath to answer him.
It’s slow and torturous as his mouth leaves a trail of sensation down to the tops of my breasts. My traitorous body demands. "It’s like Christmas came early this year," he remarks, a smirk lighting up his whole damn face. He leans back and stares down at my exposed skin that’s wet from his kisses and burning for more.
"Are you trying to slowly drive me insane?" I beg breathless. "Because you’re doing a really good job." I gasp when his mouth closes around a nipple, and he flicks his tongue over it.
"I aim to please," he says.
"Do you ever," I groan as he sucks harder. The sharp edge of his teeth and the warmth of his mouth turn me into something incoherent and wild.
His hands slide over my curves, grip, and release, and my body follows the rhythm of his touch, pressing up into him. There’s so much happening, and so many sensations I’m dizzy.
When he wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me closer, I nearly come undone. He’s huge and hard, and his erection pressing into my belly is a little intimidating. Sweat slicks our skin as the friction builds. I lose myself in the sensations.
"Please," I gasp. It’s everything and it’s not enough.
"Mine," he says, drawing out the moment with expert cruelty, with absolute devotion. He kisses me until the world spins out of control. "I can’t wait to have you."
I’ve never felt so alive, so scared, so raw, so ready.
He drags me to the edge of the bed again, lays me out and opens me up, arms splayed wide, soul bared to him. There’s nowhere to hide, and I don’t want to. He holds me tight, and I unravel in his arms. His mouth slides dangerously low, and my world narrows to the hot, flickering press of his tongue as it travels slowly over my skin. The thought of his mouth down there sends a thrilling shudder through me.
He drives me out of my mind with his slow pace like time is bending, like he’s unmade the world and I’m the only thing that exists. The heat builds and crests and smashes into me with all the urgency I didn’t know I was capable of. He teases my clit, dragging me even closer to the edge. My body trembles as hunger for something more courses through me. His hands hold my thighs apart. His grip is so tight it leaves marks that I never want to fade.
When his tongue slides up my wet center, I almost lose it. It’s too much, and I need it. I don’t care about anything else, just that I can’t breathe or think, and I can’t stand another moment without his mouth on me. The friction against my clit is fierce and glorious and perfect. My whole body tightens and unwinds.
With deliberate precision, he slides a finger deep into my pussy, and I can feel my inner muscles instinctively resist before yielding, stretching around the intrusion, embracing it in a way that is both intimate and electrifying. He holds me in place, not letting me escape or miss a single sensation.
"Baby," he groans, his voice raw. His breath hitches as I writhe, trying to hold on but needing to let go. "I can’t believe how fucking wet you are."
It’s his hand and his tongue and his strength, and I’m completely, utterly gone.
I shatter as the climax hits with overwhelming force. He maintains the pressure, keeping everything flowing through me like blood, love, and lightning. He disassembles and reassembles me as I watch from outside myself, eager to see, feel, and know every detail.
His grip is tight as he lines his cock up with my wet opening and rips away the last barrier, pushing deep inside me. It's more forceful than I expect, and I gasp at the overwhelming fullness of him. A tiny bite of pain is mostly overshadowed by the intense pleasure coursing through me.
I feel the cool, metallic spheres from his piercing brushing against my sensitive inner wall. They glide smoothly, creating a delicate trail of tingling sensations that ripple through me like a gentle electric current. Sparks shoot up my spine, leaving a warm, lingering buzz in their wake.