Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
“Front close,” I murmur appreciatively as I reach for the clasp. “My favorite.”
“I might have been thinking of you when I picked it out,” she whispers, making my teeth dig into my bottom lip.
I love that she was thinking about fucking me when she got dressed.
I love it even more that I’m the one who gets to undress her.
A beat later, the bra is gone, and her breasts are bare, her nipples tightening in the cool air as I soak her in, wanting to commit every moment of this night to memory.
The night she told me I was her favorite…
Your dick, not you, buddy. Don’t get the two confused, the inner voice warns, but I ignore it as I bend and close my mouth over her tight nipple.
My favorite nipple.
My favorite moan as she arches off the bed, pressing closer to my mouth.
I savor the feel of her satin skin against my lips and the tighter flesh of her nipple beading against my tongue. Relish the hint of salt as I suck her, slow and gentle, then harder, deeper, summoning more moans and whimpers that go straight to my already suffering balls.
But two can play the “sweet torture” game, and I want to prove to her that I can leave it all on the field.
I turn my attention to her other breast, giving it the same squirm-inducing treatment before catching her nipple between my teeth and giving the softest bite.
Her hands claw into my shoulders as she shudders, curses, then calls my name.
“Patience, I’m not done tasting you yet,” I tease, tossing her words back to her as I flick my tongue over her pretty pink tips again. Back and forth, as I slide my hand down, skimming over her waist, the dip of her hip.
I trace the inside of her thigh with my thumb, her answering tremor echoing through me as she whimpers in protest. “Too gentle.”
“Better?” I ask, cupping her firmly through her soaked panties.
“Are you inside me?” she challenges.
“No, I don’t think I am,” I tease.
“Then, no, I’m not better,” she shoots back, pinching the skin at the back of my neck.
I smile against her breast, nipping her nipple again in response as I push her panties to one side. I slide my finger through her sweet, oh-so-slick pussy, torturing myself as much as my eager girl as I circle her clit with the lightest, feather-soft touch.
“Please, don’t tease,” she begs after a beat, her voice so strained, so desperate, even the edgiest edge lord wouldn’t have the heart to deny her.
I ramp up the pressure, letting my fingers grind over her clit as I glide two fingers inside her, summoning a groan of relief from deep in her chest. I fuck her with my hand, slow and steady, giving her clit plenty of attention with the heel of my hand, increasing the friction until she’s clinging to me, breath coming fast as she rides the wave higher.
Higher. Until her inner walls start to flutter. The knowledge that she’s close is all it takes to make my cock kick against my stomach.
“Look at me, baby,” I beg as I pull back. “Let me watch you. Fuck yes. Just like that.” Her eyes lock on mine, so honest and fearless, it makes it even harder to breathe. “God, Char, you’re so beautiful when you come for me,” I say as I continue to work her with my hand.
“So close,” she gasps, her bottom lip trembling as her muscles strain tight. “God, Nix, I’m so close.”
“Good,” I rasp, holding her gaze. “So, fucking good.”
I watch her climb, clinging to the last of my self-control by a thread. Watch her lips part. Her throat work. Watch pink spread from her chest, up her throat, to her cheeks as she begins to tremble.
“That’s it,” I grit out. “That’s right, sweetheart. Drench my fingers. Fuck, Char, I can’t wait to be inside you. Going to fuck you straight into a second one, baby. Going to make you come until you forget every dick but this dick.”
She reaches down, gripping my wrist with both hands and holding on tight as her hips go wild. She thrusts up hard and fast, her jaw falling open as she breaks with a sob that’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. Ever seen.
Her pussy clutches at my fingers, fierce and wild, erasing what’s left of my rational mind. I surge on top of her, spreading her thighs wider with a sharp jerk of my knee as I reach down, replacing my fingers with my cock.
I thrust in, sharp and deep, her name ripping from my chest as her still pulsing body swallows me whole. She answers me with an equally feral cry as she locks her legs around my waist, the cool leather of her boots against my ass making the molten silk of her pussy feel even sweeter.