Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
I carefully shift her around so she’s standing against the door with me in front of her. I don’t want her to feel trapped, but I need to taste her. I’m going to lose my goddamn mind if she’s not coming on my tongue in the next three minutes.
She moans when I drop to my knees, her eyes so fucking wide. I keep my eyes locked on her face as I carefully lift her right leg over my shoulder, opening her up to me. Her knee is scraped and bruised, like she fell recently.
“Keegan,” she whispers.
“You can say no,” I remind her.
“I d-don’t want to say no,” she gasps, practically writhing against the door. “I…it hurts.” She blinks at me, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. “Make it better. Please.”
Fuck.
I count to five, trying to calm myself down. Doesn’t fucking help. She’s spread open for me, asking me to lick her perfect little cunt. To make her come. There is no calming down now.
I lean forward, press my lips to her bruised knee, and then run them up the inside of her thigh. Her skin is so goddamn soft beneath my lips. Her sweet, tangy smell clouds my mind. My balls ache like a motherfucker as I move closer to heaven, my eyes locked on the sight of her spread open for me, pink and wet and mine.
“Keegan!” she sobs, her voice breaking on my name when I flick my tongue out, licking her from top to bottom.
Her taste floods through me, and I know I’m fucked. Completely goddamn ruined. I groan like the broken man I am, gripping her perfectly round ass in my hands as I bury my face between her legs and devour her.
I can’t get enough of her taste, her heat…the way she whimpers and grinds down against my face. She’s the hottest little thing, practically gushing on my tongue. She’s pure eroticism, ripping through my veins like lightning as I force my tongue into her tight little hole to fuck her with it.
She’s tight. So goddamn tight…
“Keegan, I…I…”
Her hands tighten in my hair, pulling to the point of pain as her head thumps against the door and she falls apart, coming all over my face. Her honey flows across my tongue, coating me in the taste of her pleasure and the sound of her bliss.
I growl, boosting her into my arms to carry her to bed. My lips come down on hers, my hand slipping between her legs to keep her coming. I want her wrung out, completely wrecked for me.
Half a second before I lay her out on the bed, I remember the tattoo. I drop instead, pulling her down on top of me to keep from hurting her or fucking up the ink. She writhes against my hand, her legs spread around my hips.
“You want more, sweetness?” I watch her face, my cock throbbing at her blissful expression. Her green eyes are wide and dilated, glossy with pleasure. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips red where she’s bitten them as if to hold back her cries of ecstasy.
“Y-yes! Please, yes.”
I shift around beneath her, trying like hell to get my pants down with one hand while keeping the other between her legs. I don’t want her to come down for even a second. She was made to keep coming.
I give up trying to get them down and pull my cock out instead, bouncing it against her clit.
She sinks her nails into my chest, moaning my name.
“Look at us, Landry,” I croon, pumping my hips so my dick slides between her folds. “See how fucking good I look between those perfect thighs?”
She dips her head, a strangled gasp falling from her lips.
I damn near cum all over myself when she reaches between us with a shaking hand to brush her fingers over my apadravya piercing.
“What is this?” she whispers.
I groan quietly, trying not to lose it.
“It’s a piercing, baby. You’re going to love it.” At least, that’s what I’ve heard. I only got it a year ago. Slade and Coby Kaise, Elodie’s fiancé and my best friend, talked me into it. I meet Landry’s gaze, trying like hell to keep it together. “It won’t hurt you.”
“It’s…beautiful,” she whispers, stroking her hand along my cock again.
I growl, bucking against her hand. Christ, she has no idea how good that feels, just knowing she’s touching me. That she likes what she sees. My fucking cock is ready to break in half.
It’s not the piercing that’s beautiful, though. It’s definitely not my dick, either. It’s both of those things covered in her juices, where she’s dripping all over me. That right there? That’s fucking perfection.
I bounce my cock against her clit again, and she whimpers.
“I…I’m a v-virgin.” Her eyes flicker to mine.
“We can stop,” I murmur. It’ll kill me to do it, but I’ll stop for her. Fuck yeah, I will. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”