Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“You should calm down, Hellcat.” Never has it been so hard in my life to keep a straight face when I utter those words to provoke her. I enjoy watching her eyes light up and flare. She’s stunning when pissed. All that fire and warmth engulfing you.
I now understand why my dad smiles when Mom is yelling at him about something. That finger pointed at him and the smile only pisses her off more. Dad is right where he wants to be.
“Calm down?” She stomps one of her feet, pointing her finger at me. All females do this, it seems.
I'm glad to see she was able to fix her chipped nail since it bothered her so much. I know how Nix can be about her girly shit. But I also want to see that hand with her nail polish wrapped around my cock. It's an interesting fantasy. A lot of those are popping up in my head now, Blair at the center of them.
“You did not say that to me.” Her anger hits my cock like a warm stroke.
Hellcat gave me too big of an opening. In one quick move, I wrap my hand around her wrist, tugging her toward me. A delicate scream leaves her as she falls into my lap, straddling me, but I’m not done. I yank the hoodie up over her head.
“Hey!” She tries to grab it, but I take hold of her wrists, pinning them together in one of my hands in front of her. Her mouth falls open, and her eyes bounce from her locked hands to me. “You did not just do that.” Her breathing grows heavy, giving a slight shake to her full tits. For a tiny thing, she’s got curves for days.
She hadn’t put a bra on. Instead, she has on a thin white shirt that clings to her, giving me a clear view of her rose-pink nipples. They’re the same color as her lips. My mouth waters to taste them both.
“You want me to walk you through how I would start, Hellcat? How I would suck your pretty nipples into my mouth first? Working them until you were so close to coming and then stopping right before you could.”
“Eros,” she whispers my name. “You’d force me?” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip. I watch as her blush spreads down her neck to her tits.
“Do you want me to force you? Does that turn you on?” She shifts in my lap, her cunt grinding against my dick. “Is that a yes?”
“I didn’t, ah. Shit.” She closes her eyes tightly. I might not need to read up on this after all. What I’m doing now is working. I only have to keep reading her to follow the lead. Except she doesn’t know how much control she actually has in all of it.
I plan on learning every single detail there is to know about what she likes and dislikes. I’ll know her body inside and out soon enough so that I can always give her what she needs. All of her pleasure will come from me, and all of her desires will be met by me. I’ll make her crave me the same way I crave her, or I’ll die trying.
I lean in slowly, making it clear what I'm going to do. I keep my hold on her hands firm, but she makes no move to pull back from me when I brush my mouth against hers. That's all I need to claim her mouth with mine, and that's just what I do.
She can try and fight it, but there is no hiding the desire that simmers between us. I push my tongue between her lips, ravaging her mouth, drinking in the taste of her. I could get lost in it. Bonte is sweet, but there is a hint of spice to her.
I relish in the feel of her body slowly softening, a sexy moan slipping from her mouth into mine. I grip the back of her neck, giving a squeeze.
"Kiss me back," I order her. Instead, she nips at my bottom lip. "I can bite too, Hellcat," I tell her, moving my mouth down her jaw and to her neck. When I rake my teeth across the column of her neck, her back bows, pushing her tits into me, her head falling back.
"Eros." Another moan leaves her as her hips start to rock, grinding her pussy against my dick. It's sultry; I feel her body wanting it.
"Go on, use my dick. I know you need it. Rock your pussy against it. Take what you want." I know she’s craving it; I’m just not sure she can get herself to do it. I can see the mix of shyness with a touch of wariness in her expression.
I slide my hand up from the back of her neck to fist a handful of her hair, and I give a slight tug.