Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 29882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, she started to lift the hem of his tee, seeing the ripped six-pack that was revealed, and the dark blond hair that started right below his belly button and disappeared beneath his jeans.
How had she gone from wanting to have an in- depth conversation with him to being wet and ready for him to take her? In one swift move he lifted his arms over his head, gripped the back of his shirt, and pulled it over his head and tossed it aside.
All other thoughts left Danika’s mind, and she breathed out roughly when she saw his hard chest. It was wide, golden in color, and so muscular she felt like a small, insignificant female beside him.
Even though she had seen him naked before, her emotions had been so raw at the time that a lot of it was just sensations and feelings inside of her. He growled low in his throat. She knew it must be hard for him to just stand there, not taking control when she knew he wanted to.
Nervousness was a living entity inside of her, but she pushed it aside and reached for the belt at his waist. His erection was already tenting his jeans, and it was enormous. After getting the button undone and his zipper down, she took a deep breath, gripped the edges of the denim, and pushed them down. He wore no underwear, a fact that turned her on even more.
His shaft sprang forth like another limb, and all she could do was stare at it.
“You see what you do it me, baby.” His voice was so low, so
rough, that her nipples instantly hardened and her pussy swelled with her arousal. “You have total control over me, Danika. You’ll always have this control over me.” His gaze was lowered to her chest that was rising and falling from her rapid breathing. “Touch me, Danika, before I lose my control and just take you right here and now without giving you the chance to take the lead, baby.”
Keeping hold of his gaze with hers, she reached out and smoothed her hands over his chest again. Slowly moving her hands down the granite-like, hairless, and hard expanse of flesh, she gripped his shaft without waiting for her nerves to come back to reality.
He was so thick and long that she couldn’t even wrap her fingers fully around his girth.
“Yeah, Danika, that’s it.”
She wanted him, wanted to feel Damien touch every part of her. Power surged through her when she started stroking him and he couldn’t hold his eyes open any longer. The fact she couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen into her lungs had her feeling lightheaded.
She wanted it all, and she wanted it with this lion shifter. Letting go of his erection and taking a step back, she watched the different emotions pass across his face.
“Take me, Damien—” She didn’t finish that sentence, because this low, animalistic growl left him, and then he had her in his arms. He kissed her like he couldn’t get enough. He moved her so her back met the hard wood of the living room wall. Damien ran his teeth up and down her neck, and had his hands on her upper arms, holding her in place for him.
“I could devour you right now, Danika.”
She breathed out at his erotic words.
He moved his other hand down her waist, over her outer thigh,
and snaked it around until he could grip her behind the knee. “You own me, Danika, own every part of my body and soul.” He licked at her pulse. “You are the only one that can bring me to my knees.” When he lifted her leg and brought it flush with his hip, it put her pussy in direct contact with his erection.
Damien thrust his hips forward, and she groaned as his cock pressed against her clit. The skirt she wore had him in direct contact with her panty covered pussy. Sparks of pleasure went straight through her body. He did it again and again until she started grinding herself on him, seeking more pressure.
If he kept it up she would get off from this alone.
He kept moving against her, bringing her pleasure higher and higher until she was gasping for air. “Fuck, baby.”
“God, Damien.” Curling her hands further into his arms she started moving her hips in time with his, but harder this time, bringing herself closer to her climax.
She wished her panties weren’t in the way, and that she could feel how smooth and hot he was against her bare flesh.
Her head fell against the wall, and a moan spilled from her right when he thrust especially hard against her. He cupped her breast with one hand while still holding her leg with the other. “I could come in my jeans from doing this alone.” He ran his palm up and down her nipple, causing the little bud to tighten further.