Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“You look good,” he says softly, gently, and I finally notice the way he’s staring at me.
Like he wants me. Pure, thick lust. The look of a man who knows what he needs.
I’ve never been looked at like that before, and it feels good.
Arousal floods my core.
I open my mouth to respond—
But he walks forward, roughly pulls me against him, and buries his mouth on mine.
I’m taken off guard. I’m so surprised that all I can do is return the kiss and let myself sink into him.
Muscular chest. Beating heart. Powerful arms.
And a mouth that tastes like soap, honey, and whiskey.
His tongue invades my mouth. Our teeth touch briefly. His lips open as I whimper into him, mindless and breathless with how good this kiss feels. I’ve never been this turned on in my entire life. I’m trembling with nerves, but also with how badly I want him to just keep going.
We hold that kiss. I’m pressed into him, squirming slightly in his arms. I wriggle my hips as my nipples brush against his chest. He’s stooped to kiss me, our height difference pretty damn noticeable right now.
“This way,” he whispers and leads me into the bedroom.
I keep waiting for him to strip me. I figure he wants to get this over with. Fuck me rough and fast, come inside me, and get the hell out of here, right? That’s all this is.
Instead, he sits on the edge of the bed and drags me into his lap.
I let out a little moan as I straddle him. We’re still clothed, but this is the closest to sex I’ve ever been, and we’re only just starting. His fingers brush through my hair as he tugs me toward him, kissing me lightly at first, before smothering me with his tongue again.
I ache into that kiss. My hips grind into his. I feel him getting hard between my legs, and holy shit. He’s long and thick. I grind down, pulse pounding between my legs.
“You look so fucking good,” he whispers, pulling back to look at me.
Embarrassment and arousal war in my chest. “I’m not wearing anything special.”
“You always look this way to me. Do you have any idea how restrained I’ve been?”
“I’m so proud of you.”
“I bet you are.” He presses a thumb in my mouth again. It’s the same one I bit last time, and I’m tempted to do it again. “Suck, baby.”
I decide to be a good girl tonight, and I obey. I run my tongue around and around, and when his thumb is nice and wet, he pulls it out, slips his hand up my top, and swirls my spit around my stiff nipple. He kisses me as he does it, and, God, it feels good.
When he pulls back, I let out a little moan. I want more. I need him closer. He pulls off his shirt, showing off whorls of black tattoos and several knotted scars. A knife through the roof of a house. A burning tree. He pulls my shirt off next before leaning forward to kiss my neck.
It feels incredible. My core is pulsing with arousal. His mouth moves down to my breasts, and he licks my stiff, pink nipples. I run my hands through his thick hair, luxuriating in how nice it feels.
His attention is entirely mine, and that’s intoxicating.
“The second I saw you on the floor of the chapel, I knew I had to taste you,” he says, flicking a tongue over one breast.
“You wanted me when I was unconscious?”
“There was something about you. Small and beautiful. I dragged you into my lap, and all I could think about was making sure you were okay before ravishing you.”
I pull him tighter to my chest. “And you act like you’re a monster.”
He laughs lightly and looks up. “As vicious as they come, my doll.” Then he kisses me again, turns me around, and pins me down on the bed.
I wriggle my hips as he pulls off my sweats. My cheeks are burning, and I want him so badly it’s painful. He kisses down my neck, licks my breasts again, and keeps going. Kissing, kissing, taking it so freaking slow it’s agonizing until he tugs off my panties.
And with that, I’m naked.
I don’t even realize he’s the first man to ever see my exposed body until his mouth buries itself in my pussy.
“Holy shit,” I gasp in shock as pleasure rocks into my hips.
His tongue licks me up and down, spreading my lips. He sucks on my clit and devours me.
Pleasure unlike anything I’ve experienced before blasts into my skull.
“There you are, baby,” he purrs as he slides a finger inside me. “You know, for such a prim little thing, your pussy tastes like sin.”
“Shit,” I groan, grabbing onto his hair. “That feels so fucking good.”
“You like that?” He sounds amused and licks me again, lapping at my clit. “And here I am, taking it nice and slow.”