Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 102942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
His tongue never lets up, working me right to the edge and giving me exactly what I want. I cry out, the pleasure building deep within me, my body growing hot, and hell, I don’t even care that I’m ass naked out on the balcony, screaming for my man. If the neighbors can hear, they might as well pull up a chair and watch, because the moment they see the way this man fucks, they’ll never be the same.
His fingers are like magic as they split inside me, scissoring and doubling the intensity as my hips rock against his face, not able to hold on much longer.
He nips, sucks, and rolls his tongue, and every second of it sends me hurtling toward oblivion.
On and on, the pleasure keeps building, tightening low in my stomach until it feels like I might actually break apart. Every nerve in my body is lit up like fireworks, buzzing and electric, the tension pulling tighter until even breathing feels like too much.
I release one hand, and it goes straight into his hair, holding him there as his tongue does wicked things to me. Then, as that familiar tightening builds within me, it suddenly erupts in hot, blinding waves, crashing over me so suddenly it steals the breath right out of my lungs.
“OH FUCK, RAIDEN!” I cry, throwing my head back as my hold on his hair tightens, all too aware that one slip could send me right over the edge . . . literally. But with pleasure like this, who even cares?
One second, I’m holding on, every muscle braced, every nerve wound so tight it almost hurts, and the next, everything breaks loose. Heat explodes through my body, starting deep in my core and rushing through me like a wildfire, racing up my spine and down into my legs until even my fingers tremble with it.
My back arches as my climax rolls through me in powerful bursts of raw pleasure. For a few seconds, I can’t think about anything—can’t focus on the cliffside beneath me, the vast ocean, or even this new life of ours. Nothing matters except the overwhelming rush of pleasure flooding every inch of me.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
My pulse hammers as my walls rapidly convulse around his thick fingers, my hips taking on a mind of their own. My whole body spasms, trembling as the high pulses through my veins, until it finally begins melting away, leaving me gasping for air.
I clutch his hair, refusing to release him as my body works through the aftershocks, and he pulls his lips away, just enough to press the softest kiss to my inner thigh, but his fingers don’t stop, slowly massaging deep within me, teasing me for more.
Raiden stands between my thighs, just the perfect height, and as his fingers keep working me, I grasp hold of his towel and use it to pull him in even tighter. I lift my chin, my gaze colliding with his. “If you don’t kiss me right now, we’re going to have problems.”
His hand winds up my body, skimming across my sensitive skin before finally closing around the base of my neck and sending my nervous system into meltdown. I suck in a breath, my chest heaving when he leans into me. “Is that so, Firecracker?” he murmurs, his lips brushing across mine, but just a breath too far. “And if I don’t?”
Goddamn. The way this man plays with me is going to send me to an early grave.
“If you don’t,” I murmur, my voice low and steady despite the riot he’s causing in my chest, “I’m going to remind you exactly who taught you how to fight dirty.”
His brow lifts slightly, and a slow, dangerous smile curves across my mouth.
“And Raiden?” I add softly, my thumb brushing along his jaw as his fingers momentarily pause within me, far too distracted by the challenge he knows is coming. “You already know I play to win.”
His eyes burn with hunger, the desire radiating out of him and slamming into me, and within seconds, I’m off the stone edge and being pulled into his arms. “Bring it on,” he challenges as I feel just how ready he is against my core.
Raiden turns on his heel, striding into our bedroom, and before I know it, I’m all but flying through the air and crashing against the soft mattress. There’s a wildness in his eyes, a fierce hunger as he stands at the end of the mattress, looking at me like I’m his last meal.
My tongue rolls over my bottom lip as I brace myself on my elbow, unable to look away as he grasps the base of that thick, redwood cock, slowly pumping his fist.
My mouth waters, and I swallow hard, realizing that I’m about to be fucked within an inch of my life, and I can’t wait another goddamn second. We’re both already panting, and when he reaches down and grasps my ankle, my heart kicks into gear, the anticipation surely going to kill me.