Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“I love making you come on my face before I fuck you,” he says, forcing my legs wider. His tongue strokes a long line, stopping just before the apex of my thighs. I shiver as he blows across my flesh. “It settles you down a bit.” A finger toys at my opening. “And, my God, I love the taste of you.”
“Then do it,” I say through a groan. “I’m not going to stop you.”
“Play with your tits,” he says, flicking my clit with his tongue. I half moan, half cry as the flames shooting through me nearly burn. “I want to watch you while I eat you out.”
I cup my breasts, bringing them together as he slides a finger through my slit.
“You have the best tits,” he says, as I play with my nipples for him. “I dream about them sometimes.”
“What kinds of dreams?”
“About sucking them.” He growls, inserting a finger into me. “Fucking them.” He adds another finger. “Coming all over them.”
I moan. “Yes, yes, and yes. Please.”
He chuckles. “I love the please.”
“Then please fuck me.”
I gasp as his face lowers between my thighs, and his tongue traces a circle around my opening before dipping into it. My legs shake as my back comes off the bed, my nipples pinched between my fingers. It’s all feelings in all the places—just how I like it.
He licks around my swollen bud like he has all the time in the world. Each swipe is intentional with just enough pressure to drive me wild.
Then he flicks my clit, sending shooting stars across my vision.
“Oh, damn,” I say, hissing in the air. He adds a finger and I’m ready to fall apart. “I’ve missed this.”
He pulls back long enough to get my attention. I lift my head to see him smirk.
“That’s your fault,” he says.
I fall back to the bed, my lids fluttering closed as Hartley worships my pussy. He knows the buttons to push and angles to take—all my favorite things.
His fingers bite into my thighs, keeping me splayed open, so I drop my hands from my breasts and find his hair, winding my fingers in his silky strands and pushing him deeper into my pussy.
“Just like that,” I moan, the familiar buildup erupting from my core. “Just … like … that.”
I scream as the first wave hits me like a bolt of lightning, lifting me off the bed. Hartley’s hands go to my hips, securing me in place, not letting me wiggle out of his grip.
I can’t get away. I don’t want to get away, but the intensity is so sharp that I feel like I might split into two pieces.
“Hart!” I yell as I shake violently. “Fuck!”
His assault slows, leading me gently back to reality. Once he’s licked every drop of my orgasm from my body, he pulls away.
I hold up a hand. “Five points.” Then I let it drop back to the bed unceremoniously.
Hartley gets to his feet, my cum all over his face, his grin deliciously sexy as he licks his lips.
“That could be my breakfast every morning if you didn’t have rules to follow,” he says. His cock is so hard—I’ve never seen him this hard—as he heads for the bathroom.
“Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
The sink turns on for a split second, and then Hartley’s back.
“I need to grab a condom,” he says. “Sexy, I know.”
“The hell you do.” I prop myself up on my elbows. “You’re the last guy I’ve been with and I’m on birth control. So, unless you’ve fucked someone else, we’re good.”
He lifts a brow. “You sure?”
Thank God. A knot forms in my belly in anticipation of having this man again … and knowing the last person he was with was me.
I’m not often a jealous person, but the last time we had sex—in what’s now Gray’s house before he permanently moved in—caused me to stop bothering to try it with anyone else. Because just like he is in every other aspect of life, Hartley is phenomenal in bed. Attentive. Thorough. Great with his hands.
If he’d been with someone else, I would’ve understood. But that doesn’t mean that a small part of my heart might’ve been just a little bit crushed. Which I know is totally not fair.
I get up on my knees and grin. “You know how I like to feel you coming inside me.”
“For fuck’s sake.” He grits his teeth, crawling across the bed. “Get over here.”
I shove his shoulders, knocking him into the pillows. He props himself against the headboard and watches me with so much hunger in his eyes that I shiver.
“Do you want me facing you or away?” I ask, knowing he likes to watch my ass bounce on his cock.
“Decisions, decisions.” He chuckles, kneading my tits in his hands. “I’ve already seen your tits swell when you come. Let me enjoy your ass.”