Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
“No. I’m too greedy for regrets.” I brushed my lips down the column of his throat. “I want to know all of you. Every side. Everything you’ve ever kept hidden from me… I want to see it all.”
“Deli…” He hissed out a breath when I loosened my grip on his shirt and let my fingers tickle across his stomach.
“You’re my best friend. You’re my husband. You know how I feel about things that are mine.” I paused, closing my eyes. “Don’t reject me again. Please. You’re mine. Be a little more mine. Just this once.”
“No.” His voice was rough as he fisted my hair at the base of my skull and pulled my head back. Our eyes met, and his were a fierce inferno that threatened to consume me. “It won’t be just once.”
As if my final plea had snapped every last little thread of self-control within him, he kissed me once again. This time was different—this kiss was deeper, hungrier, almost as if he’d fully surrendered to the inevitability of us.
And I, too, gave myself over to him.
My legs trembled at the intensity of his kiss, and he wrapped one arm around my waist to hold me up. Every part of my body sparked to life as he held me against him, not allowing even the tiniest whisper of air to pass between our bodies.
And he kissed me. I could taste his desire on his tongue, like a sweet, heady aphrodisiac that mingled with my own buzzing need for him. I edged closer to him, and he slid his hands down my body to grip my thighs.
He lifted me with ease, and I clamped my legs around his waist. The door dug into my lower back, and with me now higher than him, his erection pressed firmly against my shorts, rubbing against my pussy.
My hips moved on their own, grinding against him. His groan vibrated against my lips, and he gripped me tighter, pressing himself against me. I wove my fingers through his hair as we kissed, and as my hips flexed against him, he rolled his into the movement.
His tongue tangled with mine. His fingers dug into my arse. His erection rocked against my pussy again and again, and with each movement, heat built inside me. It prickled over my skin, spreading goosebumps across both of my arms, and that familiar wave of pleasure tickled at me.
“F-Fred, wait—”
He didn’t listen.
He lowered his mouth to my neck and kissed his way down it, licking and nibbling at the most tender spots. I tilted my head back as he grazed his teeth across my skin, and he rocked against me more intensely.
He sucked on my neck, drawing my skin between his teeth in a gentle bite, and the waves of pleasure became a tsunami that washed over me.
I cried out, tensing against him. The clenching of my legs didn’t stop him, and he continued rocking his cock against me. It drew my orgasm out, and as I gripped him with my shaking limbs, I gasped for breath.
“Fuck,” he whispered, kissing the spot he’d just marked. “That was hot.”
I looked down at him and eased his head back until our eyes met. “You—”
He pulled me away from the door and carried me over to the bed where he lay me down, covering my body with his. He returned to my neck, this time lavishing his attention on the other side.
My clit was aching and sensitive after my orgasm, but that didn’t stop him nestling between my legs and grinding against me still. I didn’t want him to stop—the little aftershocks of my orgasm that darted through my body were like soft kisses.
We were both fully clothed.
How was this so intimate?
“I want to see,” he breathed into my ear. “I want to see you come, Delilah.”
A shiver ran down my spine. “You just did.”
“No. Properly.” He ran his hand up my stomach, beneath my shirt, and pulled it up to expose my breasts. His thumb brushed over the cup of my bra, and I shuddered when he pressed lightly where my nipple was. “You’re going to understand just how much hell I’ve put myself through by keeping my hands to myself. Yes?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “Show me.”
“Show you what, baby?”
“Show me how much you want me.”
He chuckled darkly. “Oh, I will. I’m going to make you come so many times, you’ll forget we were ever anything other than lovers.”
The shiver that wracked my body at his words left me trembling.
Yes.
This was it.
This was the side of him I’d never seen. The one I wanted to see.
The side I wanted to own, to control, to lose myself in.
I pulled my t-shirt over my head and met his eyes. “Then stop talking and start putting that mouth of yours to good use.”
He stared at me for a moment as if my boldness had caught him off guard, then he laughed, cupping my chin. He swept his tongue against mine, kissing me hungrily. He reached back and tapped my ankles, and I unhooked them from his waist. As soon as my legs were parted, he slid his hand down my body and under the waistband of my shorts.