Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
“There it is.” I was obsessed with every sound she made for me. “Need those pretty noises, angel.”
She whimpered when I sucked hard at the base of her throat, my hand working her breast while the other gripped her hip possessively.
“Soren.” Her voice shook beautifully now. “Please.”
The plea nearly shattered what little sanity I had left.
I kissed lower again, my tongue sliding over the sensitive spot beneath her ear while I pinched both nipples one after the other, drawing desperate little sounds from her lips. Her thighs squeezed tighter around my waist, her body rocking helplessly against mine while my cock strained painfully, trying to find the heaven we knew awaited us.
And the whole fucking time, all I could think about was getting her naked underneath me and finally finding out exactly how good she felt wrapped around my cock.
But first, I needed a taste.
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Ibent my head and wrapped my mouth around one tight peak, sucking hard enough to make Delaney cry out above me. The sound was low and desperate, and though I wouldn’t have thought it possible, my cock swelled even more.
“Fuck,” I groaned against her breast, my tongue flicking over the stiff bud before I sucked it deep again. “You make the sexiest sounds.”
Her fingers buried in my hair, gripping hard enough to sting while her hips rolled restlessly against me. I loved that shit. How quickly she lost herself when I touched her. Every shaky breath and helpless little moan fed the possessive hunger burning inside me.
I gave the other breast the same filthy attention, dragging my tongue slowly around the sensitive peak before sucking hard enough to make her gasp my name. I kept up the sweet torture to her tits, alternating between licking, biting, and sucking until her whole body was trembling for me. Her thighs squeezed around my waist while her head tipped back against the mirror hanging over the dresser, exposing more of her throat for me to claim.
I took full advantage.
My mouth moved over the delicate line of her neck while my hands slid lower, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. Delaney writhed beneath me, her fingers yanking roughly at the strands of my hair while soft, needy whimpers kept spilling from her lips.
“That’s it,” I rasped against her throat. “Let me hear how bad you fucking need me.”
“I do,” she whispered shakily. “So much, Soren. Please.”
I stepped back just enough to get my hands on the waistband of her leggings and panties. My gaze stayed locked on hers while I slowly dragged both down her legs together, exposing inch after inch of warm, flushed skin until she sat completely naked in front of me.
And fuck me. I stopped moving for a second just to stare again. I hadn’t thought she could be any more incredible, but I was so fucking wrong.
Delaney’s cheeks burned under the intensity of my gaze, but she didn’t try to close her legs or hide from me. She let me look my fill while my eyes dragged hungrily over every inch of her body. My mouth practically watered at the sight of her spread open for me on top of the dresser, wetness already glistening between her thighs.
“So fucking beautiful.” I licked my lips while her breathing turned even more uneven under the heat of my stare. “Sweet pussy already drenched for me.”
A shudder rolled through her body, and I stepped closer again and pushed her knees wider with both hands. Delaney gasped, but her thighs parted willingly, opening herself up even more while her eyes stayed locked on mine.
“That’s my girl,” I growled.
My finger slid slowly through her slick folds, gathering her wetness before circling her clit, deliberately avoiding the bud. Her reaction was instant—a sharp gasp and a full-body tremor that made my cock jerk. He wasn’t gonna be patient much longer.
“Fuck, you’re sensitive.” I was fascinated by the way she reacted to my touch. “Bet I could make you come just from one touch to this swollen little clit.”
Her hands braced behind her on the dresser while her hips chased my fingers helplessly. “Yes, please make me come.”
The desperation in her voice snapped the last thread of my sanity, and I dropped to my knees between her thighs and hooked both legs over my shoulders. Delaney made a startled little sound before her fingers tangled in my hair again, holding tight while I dragged my tongue slowly from bottom to top.
“Holy fuck,” I muttered roughly against her soaked skin. “Could stay here all damn night.”
And I meant it.
I spread her wider with both hands and went back down on her without hesitation, licking while her body jerked above me. The sounds she made got louder—soft, broken moans mixed with desperate cries every time my tongue stroked around her clit.
“That’s it. Let me taste you.”