Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I pulled her to her feet and guided her deeper into the room. When we reached the bed, I sat her on its edge and tried to catch my breath as I pulled her leggings down her ridiculously long legs. She hadn’t lied about not wearing any panties today. The concept that she’d made this choice when she dressed this morning, hoping for this moment, made me want to lose control.
But instead, I focused. I eased her down onto her back, grasped one of her bare ankles, and dropped a kiss there. I took a knee beside the bed and slowly worked my way up, pressing my lips to every mark of violence along the way as if I could remove them.
Her legs were dotted with goosebumps, but I could tell she wasn’t cold. This was excitement. Anticipation. Her chest moved rapidly with hurried breath, and she watched the steady journey of my mouth as it marched across her skin, all the way until my head was between her thighs.
Kara arched off the bed at the first contact of my tongue. One single pass and she gasped, wordlessly demanding more. So I put my hands on the insides of her thighs, urging her legs farther apart, and used my fingers to peel her open to me.
When I caressed her clit with the tip of my tongue, she began to writhe, frantic and desperate. Her fingers speared into my hair, holding me in place so she could be the one moving, the one who was in control. Her body rocked against my mouth, fucking my face, and it was so insanely hot, my dick flexed. I had to take one hand off her for a moment so I could reach down and squeeze myself. I clenched hard against the ache she caused.
She was so fucking perfect. All wet and lush and desperate for what only I could give. And before I was ready for it, her legs suddenly began to quake, and she gasped so loudly it could only mean one thing.
“That was quick,” I murmured.
I gave her a few moments to recover before I resumed what I’d been doing. Fingers clawed at my shoulder, and I heard some sort of protest about making it fair, but I ignored it. I wasn’t prepared to be done.
I hadn’t even used my hands yet.
“Take off your bra,” I whispered. When she didn’t move immediately, I added, “Or we can just do this all day.”
I buried a finger where she was wet and hot.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
She bowed up off the mattress so she could slide her hands behind her back, and a second later the clasp was released. The bra tangled in her arms as her trembling hands pulled it off, and it was left on the sheets beside her. I smoothed a palm up the curves of her body and grasped one of her now bare breasts, finding her skin feverish.
My mouth on her, one hand on her breast and another inside her, and I needed her to come again.
“Shawn,” she whined as I sank a second finger inside her and increased the speed of my tongue, sucking at her clit. Shit, there was nothing sexier than the way she said my name. I didn’t think I could have possibly gotten harder until that happened, paired with her arriving orgasm.
Just as she began coming, I rose and pressed myself deep inside her, letting her pulse around me. I held perfectly still, enjoying the sensation of each shudder I’d created in her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my vision blurring from the pleasure.
I waited patiently for her to recover, to get used to my possession, and when she seemed ready, I scooped a hand behind her neck and gently pulled her up into my kiss. She answered back with more intensity, pulling my bottom lip into her mouth and biting just hard enough to have an edge of pain.
I let out a sound that was a mixture of satisfaction and approval, showing her I was glad she wasn’t delicate with me. Was it the same for her? I let her hair free from the hair tie, and it fell like a silk curtain around her face.
But as soon as it was down, I gathered it in my hands, twisting it into a rope so I could tug her head back and expose her neck to me.
She made a startled sound, obviously not pain as I’d been careful not to hurt her, and it trailed off into a moan. I lowered my mouth to the pulse point in her neck as I withdrew my hips and then urged them forward to bury myself inside her again.
Fuck, it felt too good.
I told her as much, although I had no idea what language I used.
The air in the room was thick, and we each fought to catch our breath. It was hot, and it took no time for us to be covered in a thin sheen of sweat. This bed was on fire, and all I cared about was the woman before me. How I moved inside her, how she let me place a hand behind her knee and raise it, wrapping her long leg around my waist.