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)
She wanted the damn shirt and bra off, wanted the offending material that blocked her from fully feeling his skin against hers to be torn away.
Yes, she had said she wanted to take control, but right now she wanted Damien to be the one to dominate her. “I want nothing between us.”
In the next instant he had her shirt off, and reached behind her and unlatched her bra. The material slid down her arms, and he tossed it aside.
When he pulled back and looked at her bare breasts it was like he was reaching out and touching her. It penetrated her, seeped into her body, and had her only thinking about being with this lion. He stepped closer, pulled her into the hardness of his body, and claimed her mouth.
His groan vibrated against her lips. He moved his mouth down her neck. The lower he went, the deeper the sounds he made.
His hot, humid breath teased the peak of one of her breasts, causing the turgid tip to stiffen further. Biting her bottom lip until she tasted the tangy flavor of blood, Danika waited for Damien to suck the nipple into his mouth.
For several long, agonizing seconds all she felt was his warm breath teasing over her.
“You’re torturing me.” Spearing her fingers into his hair, she tried to pull him closer to her chest, pleading with her actions as well that she wanted this. But trying to move Damien when he wasn’t ready to do so was like moving a stone wall.
“That’s the last thing I want to do,” he said in this husky, arousal-laced voice, and he believed him.
God did she believe everything he said, but her insides turned to mush around him, and her instincts told her that this man would always be there for her.
It scared her, but most of all it had her melting against him for more.
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Danika tightened her fingers in Damien’s hair. He gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard.
The blood rushed to the surface and swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled seconds all he did was suck on her breasts.
He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth, and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.
Danika was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she couldn’t comprehend anything because the ecstasy was far too intense.
Her panties were soaked, and her pulse beat in her clit. She knew he smelled her arousal, and he proved as much when he slid his palm down her belly, pushed her skirt up over her hips, and pushed his hand down her underwear.
At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Danika cried out.
“It feels so good, Damien.” She had meant the words to be thought, not said, but she was glad she hadn’t censored how he made her feel.
“Yeah, it really fucking does feel good, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Danika.” He slipped a thick finger into her pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “And it’s all for me, baby. You’re wet and primed, and ready for my cock. Tell me you’re this soaked for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy.” He murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.
“Damien...” His name fell from her lips like a plea, like she was begging for more. All she wanted was to be naked so they could rub themselves against each other in erotic bliss.
She wanted to grind herself on him. God, did she want to do that desperately. It was like she was a fiend, and this stranger had suddenly taken control of her and was now in charge.
Danika let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.
Damien let out a hoarse growl, grabbed her ass, and hauled her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and pressed herself on his dick, rubbing her pussy on him.
Hissing out a curse, he took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. He broke
away only long enough that he could stride out of the living room and into his room. All Danika could do was hang on, close her eyes, and inhale everything that was him.
Even the room smelled like him. The sun was starting to set, and she watched the light start to fade through the slightly parted blinds. He started kissing her again, and moved his mouth down to the mark he had given her not long ago.
Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him like she had never kissed another person before.