Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 148962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
As I’m staring down temptation, wrestling with my moral ambiguity, she’s apparently worrying about what I think of her.
“Is everything…okay?”
“More than okay.” The answer scrapes from my raw throat. “You’re fucking perfect.”
She flushes beneath my praise, and I kiss my way up the bare landscape of her body, palms tracing over her curves. I’ve never felt anything so delicate, and it’s a strange contrast to the violence I’m used to inflicting. I’m not sure I even know how to touch anything without breaking it, but I’ll have to learn.
I pause for another lingering exploration of her breasts, squeezing and palming them as I lick her nipples. Small breathy sounds fall from her lips as she presses her fingers into my back, pulling me closer. I doubt she even realizes she’s rolling her hips, eagerly rubbing against my cock.
It’s testing my last thread of restraint, and though I’m convinced I could make her come from this alone, it won’t satisfy my craving.
A broken sound catches in her throat as I leave her breasts swollen and aching, kissing my way down to the gentle dip of her navel. When I reach the arc of her hip bone, I cave to another deranged urge to bite at it, pulling a quiet sound of pleasure from her.
My hands sweep over the curves of her hips, gripping two handfuls as I dip my head between her thighs and breathe her in.
Her spine bows off the bed, body trembling in anticipation. She’s so worked up, and I’m so fucking hungry for her, she won’t last much longer.
On that note, neither will I.
Adjusting my grip on the back of her thighs, I push her legs up and give her pussy a long, slow lick. Her body jerks, and she cries out as I slide my tongue inside her.
A low groan claws up my throat as she tilts her pelvis, fingers seeking purchase in my hair. She squirms against me, her entire body coming alive as I fuck my tongue in and out of her.
The sounds that spill out of her unravel me. It’s not even a conscious thought when I reach down and start fisting my cock. I’m so hard it’s painful, and I’m aching for relief.
Gabi contracts around me as the pressure in her body reaches a tipping point of pure agony. I’m right there with her.
I pull my tongue out of her and swirl it around her clit as a mounting tension builds—and then snaps.
The breath heaves from her lungs as she comes on my face, her body trembling as pleasure crashes through her.
I draw it out until I can’t hold back any longer. Then, before I can rationalize what I’m doing, I pull myself upright and stretch her pussy apart with my fingers.
“Eros?” She pants.
A guttural growl rips from my chest as I shoot my cum inside her, wringing out every last drop until she’s thoroughly marked as mine.
Gabi shivers, a wave of goosebumps rippling over her body as my cum leaks down her thigh. With my sanity already untethered, I scoop it up and push it back inside.
“Wait.” The protest tumbles out of her. “Shouldn’t we talk about tests and stuff?”
“No need.” I close the distance between us and press my lips against hers. “I’ve never been with anyone else.”
“You haven’t?” Disbelief colors her voice.
“No. I haven’t.”
She takes a moment to process that before she nods. “I haven’t either.”
Air expands in my lungs when she confirms it. She couldn’t know how much I needed to hear those words from her.
“I’m on birth control too,” she says.
“I know.” A smile tugs at my lips as I dip my forehead against hers.
“How do you know?”
“Courting you from afar, remember?”
“Right,” she breathes.
I take her mouth in a slow, languid kiss, entertaining the thought of doing this all night. Gabi, however, has other ideas.
“You’re still hard,” she murmurs.
I hum my acknowledgment, grinding my cock against her pussy.
“Do you want to have sex?”
She sounds so hopeful, I don’t want to crush her, so I try to let her down gently.
“Not yet.”
“Why?” she protests. “We’ve talked about it. It sounded like you wanted to.”
“Make no mistake,” I rasp. “I fucking want to.”
“Then what is it?”
“You’ll try to kick me out of your bed the minute it’s over. I want the girlfriend experience.”
“That’s not true,” she argues, but even as she says it, I can hear the uncertainty in her voice.
She’s torn between being in the moment and holding back for whoever the fuck Orion is. I don’t even know him, but already, I’m imagining fifty different ways to murder him.
“I’ll get something to clean you up.” I start to push away from her, but she grabs me by the arm, anchoring me there.
“Please don’t go,” she whispers. “I like this.”
“Are you here with me, or are you thinking of him?”