Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
With our chests pressed together, I could feel the hurried skip of her heart, and it mirrored my own. Her forehead rested on my shoulder, and when she turned her head toward me, her hair draped down the side of my arm.
She mouthed kisses against my neck, her hand closing around my dick, and a shiver of pleasure glanced through my body.
“I need you,” she whispered.
I was more than happy to oblige.
Earlier, when she’d disappeared into the bathroom, the first thing I’d done was check the top drawer of Shawn’s nightstand because I’d talked myself out of buying condoms at the store. It had been a foolish attempt to cockblock myself. Plus, I’d be breaking all the rules by sleeping with her. The least I could do was not use government money to help make that happen.
As I’d suspected, there was a relatively new box tucked inside the nightstand drawer, and I dug it out now, extracted a condom packet from inside.
As soon as she realized, relief flitted across her face. She splayed out on the bed as I tore the wrapper and rolled the latex on, her watching me like my actions were mesmerizing. When it was done, I couldn’t get back to her fast enough. I climbed on the bed and into her welcoming arms.
This was what we both wanted. All my struggling against it had only prolonged the inevitable.
She looped a hand on my neck and pulled me to her, silencing my thoughts with her mouth. Her kiss was searing, blistering, and my body moved on instinct. I slipped a hand between us to steady myself, lined up, and began to ease inside.
She was hot and so fucking tight, my vision blurred from the pleasure.
As I sank further inside, she moaned and dug her fingernails into the meaty parts of my arms like she wanted all of me and she needed it right now. Her chest rose and fell with her rapid, uneven breaths, causing her nipples to brush seductively against my chest.
“Fuck,” she murmured once I was buried as deep as I could go.
The word was drenched in satisfaction, a simple byproduct of pleasure, but I took it as a command. I withdrew almost completely then pressed into her again, filling her. When her bottom lip quivered, I captured it with mine and kissed her like it was the only thing I’d been put on this Earth to do.
Shit, I was in trouble right away.
I could barely keep my restraint with the slow rhythm I used to move inside her. How the hell was I going to last once we really got going?
Get it together, man.
I would. I had to. I'd do anything she wanted.
When she arched her back, it seemed like a demand to give her tits some attention. I cupped her breasts and pushed them together so I could run my tongue from one nipple to the other and back again.
When her breathing became more hurried, I drove into her, powerful and deep, making her whimper. Her hands struggled to stay in one place. They were on my shoulders, my back, gripping my ass and encouraging me to move faster. Harder. Deeper.
The bed rocked with the force of my thrusts, and pleasure built inside me, burning like an inferno.
She was gasping, writhing, and wordlessly asking for more, begging me for release. So, I eased a hand beneath her, tilting her hips just enough that when I drove down and ground against her, she came apart beneath me.
This orgasm seemed much stronger than her last one. She cried out and bit down on my shoulder, hard enough that there was a hint of pain, but I didn’t mind. The idea that her climax was so intense she needed something to help her endure it was sexy as hell.
But then I had no choice but to freeze. She was pulsing around me, and the slightest move might push me too far to come back from.
The orgasm was still washing through her, and she asked it between two shuddering breaths. “What’s wrong?”
In the glow of the firelight, I hoped she couldn’t see my embarrassment. “I’m close . . . and not ready to stop.”
Because it felt much too good. Because I’d wanted her so badly for what had felt like forever.
She blinked her gorgeous eyes at me, and a sly smile lit her face like this was unacceptable. Like she was eager to see me lose control like she had.
“Wait,” I uttered, echoing her warning, but like last time, it was too late.
Laurel had both her legs hooked around mine until she moved. Because she was so flexible and had total command of her body, it was easy for her to raise one leg and wrap it high above my back. The action drew me further inside, where there was no escape.