Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Her cheeks flushed a gorgeous, fiery pink as my filthy promise sank in. Her body trembled in response, her eyes full of trust and naked desire that made me feel a whole lot more than passion.
Unable to wait another second, I ducked my head and latched my mouth onto one tight, rosy nipple, sucking hard. My tongue teased, swirling around the sensitive peak as her hips ground desperately against my rock-hard length. The taste of her skin drove me wild, the way she responded making me fucking feral.
Hadley’s fingers dug into my shoulders, her breath ragged and shallow. Her soft moans filled the air, shattering what little remained of my self-control. My hands gripping her tightly, leaving no doubt she was fucking mine. And I was going to claim every sweet, perfect inch of her.
I dragged my mouth from one nipple only to give the other the same attention, my tongue circling, flicking, and sucking until her breath broke into needy sounds that went straight to my head. Her hot center ground down over the thick line of my cock through our clothes like she needed the friction as much as I did.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I muttered against her skin, my voice low as I watched her come apart from something as simple as my mouth and her own desperate movement. “Ride me like that, baby. Let me see it.”
Her head tipped back, exposing the long line of her throat, her chest lifting as her whole body tightened and then trembled. The soft, breathless sounds spilling from her lips made my vision darken, my grip on her hips tightening as she shuddered through it, grinding down hard and chasing every last wave.
“Fuck.” I dragged my mouth back up to her chest, watching her with a hunger I wasn’t even trying to hide. “You look so fucking beautiful when you come. All flushed and needy, riding me like you can’t help it.”
Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and pupils blown, and her lips parted as she dragged in a shaky breath. She didn’t pull away. If anything, she leaned into me more, like she wanted whatever I was about to do next.
That was all the permission I needed.
I slid my hands under her ass and stood, lifting her clean off the bike. She gasped softly, wrapping her legs back around my waist to stay steady, her arms tightening around my shoulders as I adjusted my grip.
I stole one more deep kiss before I turned toward the house. “Hold on.”
Every step sent her sliding against me, the friction between us turning into something almost unbearable. My cock dragged along her center through denim, and I felt how wet she was. She’d soaked through her jeans, dampening mine and marking exactly where I wanted to be.
“Feel that?” I muttered roughly in her ear as I walked. “You’re fucking drenched for me, baby. Right through your jeans like a good girl.”
She shuddered against me, and a low, breathless sound slipped from her lips. It went straight to my groin, hardening me even more.
We hit the door, and I pushed it open without slowing, carrying her inside like I couldn’t get there fast enough. By the time we stumbled into the kitchen, I was done pretending I had any kind of restraint left.
I set her down on the island, my hands firm on her hips as I held her there, her legs still hooked around me.
“Open,” I demanded.
She hesitated for a second, her already heated cheeks turning a darker shade of pink. Then she let them fall apart, giving me room to step between them.
I looked down at her flushed skin, swollen lips, and eyes dark with want, something powerful twisting hard in my chest. “I need to taste you. Can’t wait.”
Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening in my shirt, but she didn’t hesitate. She just watched me, her eyes wide and wanting.
I reached up and peeled her top the rest of the way off, tossing it aside without looking where.
“Exquisite.” I leaned in to press a slow kiss to one nipple, then the other. Just enough to make her shiver before I dropped down in front of her.
She gripped the edge of the counter. “Thayer.”
“Fuck,” I breathed, my hand tightening on her thigh as I stared. Just as I’d thought, a dark, damp spot spread right at the center of her jeans, betraying exactly how turned on she was. “Look at you. So fucking wet, and I haven’t even gotten between your legs yet.”
I shifted closer, and I felt my steel rod leak against my briefs.
“Gonna make a mess on my face, aren’t you? Soaking little pussy already begging for my mouth.”
Her whole body shuddered, a helpless sound slipping past her lips as her hands found my shoulders, holding on.
I didn’t give her time to think. My fingers went to the button of her jeans, popping it open, then dragging the zipper down slow, my knuckles brushing over the soaked center of her panties in the process. She jerked at the contact, her breath catching sharply.