Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“I brought your shirt back,” he said as his lips caressed my skin.
“Good. Take it off.”
He laughed low in his throat as his shirt flew over his head. I heard the low growl of his zipper being pulled down, then he was back on me.
“I missed you.” He sucked my lobe into his mouth, nipping and licking. “How is it possible I missed you so much?”
I gasped as his large hands cupped my breasts, stroking and teasing my nipples, making me groan with pleasure.
He pressed his lips to mine. “I want you, Skylar.”
I half sobbed into his mouth. “I want you.”
My shirt disappeared, leaving only my boy shorts. Cian’s bare chest heaved into mine, his weight pressing us into the mattress. His mouth was possessive, his kisses deep and carnal. My body trembled as he took control, overwhelming my senses. I was lost to the taste of him, the feel of his body melding with mine.
We were moving so fast. His erection was pressed between us, hard, hot, and heavy. His mouth and hands were everywhere, stroking, licking, nipping, and teasing. His groans and pleas were loud. He was spiraling out of control, his careful facade cracking. I could feel his entire body shaking.
“I need you. I need you so fucking much.”
“Cian…”
“Please, baby. I need to be inside you.” His fingers slipped between my legs. “Oh God, Skylar. You want me. You’re so ready. Tell me you want me.”
“I do,” I gasped. “But, Cian…”
“I’m clean. I’ll use a condom too.” He stroked my folds, teasing me where I wanted him—needed him—to be. “I’ll make it good for you. I promise.”
I arched and gasped as he covered my nipple with his mouth, flicking his tongue and sucking hard.
“Cian,” I pleaded. “How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
He groaned against my neck. “Fifteen, Skylar. I was fucking fifteen.” He bit down, his tongue swirling over the sting right away. “We’ll discuss all that later. Please, baby.” He slid between my legs. “Let me in.”
I closed my eyes as I felt his cock nudging my entrance.
“I was twenty-three,” I whispered.
Cian
I was so lost in the taste and feel of her under me, I almost missed her whisper.
She was twenty-three. That piece of information filtered into my lust-clouded brain.
Twenty-three. That’s how old she was now.
I froze.
She was trying to tell me she was still a virgin. One I was about to slam into, with no regard for her innocence.
I would be her first.
I gaped down at her in the darkness, my eyes seeing her wide stare in the dull glow of moonlight from the window.
“You don’t have to stop, Cian.” Her voice was soft and full of emotion. “But…” She sighed quietly. “I just thought you should know.”
I should know? I should more than fucking know.
I needed to make sure she was okay. I needed to make this special for her.
“Skylar,” I murmured. “Are you sure?”
“I want you.”
“I want you too.” I dropped soft kisses onto her mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want you to think…to change your mind.”
“Oh, Kitten, the fact that you’re a virgin won’t change my mind.”
“No?” she breathed.
I kissed her again. Long, deep, and hard.
“No, but how I make love to you will be different. I’m going to make you mine. Completely.”
“Show me,” she pleaded. “I want to be yours.”
I did as she asked. I kept my hands gentle as I caressed her, taking my time until she was panting with pleasure again. I traced my lips over her neck and down her chest, tasting her skin and using my tongue to discover the dips and curves of her body. Words tumbled from my mouth—how beautiful she was, how much I wanted her. I used a low voice and tender touches until she relaxed, both her body and heart ready for the next step. I taught her slowly, ignoring my own throbbing need, determined she would come first. I used my mouth and fingers until she was crying out in pleasure, my name a pleading, breathy sigh on her lips. Only when she pulled me close, cradling me between her legs, did I make her mine, gently taking her until I was buried deep in her warmth, joined with her in the most intimate of ways. I hovered over her, still and waiting, as her body tensed and adjusted to me. Running my hand through her hair, I pulled her mouth to mine, kissing her until she moaned and arched into me. Never breaking from her mouth, I began to move in long, slow thrusts. I praised her quietly as she moved with me, the two of us learning to love together. When she fell apart under me, I buried my face into her neck, groaning out my release, my orgasm hot and intense.
She clung to me, keeping me close, her face still nestled in my neck. I slid from her and disposed of the condom, then returned, wrapping my arms around her. I rolled us so we were face-to-face. Slipping my fingers under her chin, I raised her face, kissing her breathless. “Are you okay?”