Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 129980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Maestro loved watching the helpless, dazed expression on her face. The shock. He heard the soft whisper of his name as she climaxed. Beautiful. Hot. For him.
She was ready for him, and he couldn’t wait another moment. He pushed her knees up, placing each foot on the cover, knees wide apart so her thighs were open for him. His heart accelerated at the sight of her open and ready for him. Circling the thick shaft with one hand, he nudged his way into that hot, wet inferno.
Azelie’s gaze clung to his, all that beautiful blue wide with shock as he shuddered with the exquisite sensation of the tight squeeze.
“Andrii,” she whispered his name again, a kind of awe, wonder mixed with trepidation in her voice. Her small teeth bit into her lower lip.
“That’s right, Solnyshkuh, Andrii. No one else.” He leaned forward, nearly helpless to do anything else, needing to lick at those little tooth marks on her lip. His cock slipped a bit deeper into that scorching tunnel, her muscles seizing the sensitive head like a vise.
He could barely find his voice. Nothing in his life had ever felt so good. Heaven. Hell. He didn’t know which, but he never wanted to leave.
“Stay with me, Azelie. Promise you’ll try with me. Give all of yourself to me.”
Her body squeezed and burned around the broad head of his erection. His cock throbbed with need, pulsed and jerked. He couldn’t help himself; he pushed deeper until he encountered her barrier. Swearing softly under his breath, feeling her hot, sweet tunnel close around him, he leaned forward a second time to lick at her mouth, and then took her lower lip between his teeth. One shocking nip and he pushed past the barrier. She gasped at the burn, tensing. Every muscle taut.
“Relax for me, baby.” It was difficult not to move when everything in him urged him to drive deep. “You’re so fucking tight, Zelie.”
He forced himself to go slow, sinking another inch into that tight fist of scorching flames. He didn’t want to be rough with her, and he had to fight for control. Her lush body was producing a kind of rapture, pleasure he’d never experienced with any of the partners he’d had, not even as a teen.
“Relax, Solnyshkuh,” he coaxed. “Give yourself to me. Trust me to make this good.”
She took a deep breath. “I’m afraid you’re making it too good. I feel as if I’m losing myself in you.”
A feeling of utter joy burst through him. Triumph. “That’s what you’re supposed to feel. Let go and give yourself to me. You won’t regret it.”
Very slowly she widened her knees. He rubbed the tight knots on the insides of her thighs, using a circular motion. Always, he was gentle, cognizant of her fears. He waited for those inner muscles to ease just a little, enough for him to inch his way inside her. He stroked her clit with the pad of his finger, trying to ease not just the tightness of her body but also her fears.
He knew she was afraid she was giving him too much of herself, and she wouldn’t be able to pull back if he let her down. His fingers stroked, circled. Eventually, the helpless pleasure eased the tension on her face and in her body.
“I’ve never given myself to a woman, Azelie. Not ever. Not one single time. Not until you. I’ve never taken time with one, didn’t kiss, didn’t give anything of me. I got them off, but that was the extent of what I did. You’re so different. Everything about you, about us, is different.”
All the while he spoke, he worked her body and pushed gently to allow his cock to invade deeper into those scorching-hot depths. The strangling vise robbed him of air. He licked at his fingers, not wanting to miss one single drop of her addicting honey. He was careful not to surge forward. There would be no powering through those tight petal-like folds.
Her body slowly gave way to his invasion, stretching to accommodate his long, thick cock as he relentlessly sank into her. He couldn’t repress a groan. Sweat broke out as he held himself back from ramming ruthlessly into her.
“For you,” he murmured aloud. “All for you.” He was a man who had more control than most, needed it. Wanted it. But with Azelie, his control was threatened.
He’d never seen such a beautiful sight as his woman lying there, taking what he was giving her, his cock impaling her, stretching her. Each time she thrashed or lifted her hips in an attempt to get more of him, her lush breasts swayed and jolted. He began to make small thrusts with his hips, holding back power, setting a rhythm that rocked her with each stroke.
The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain. Her body so scorching hot and tight, surrounding him with those silken muscles, squeezing down on his cock like the tightest of fists. She had to stay still, or he was going to lose all control. He pushed farther as he wrapped his hand around her calf and drew it around his waist. That simple move allowed him to sink deeper. His breath caught in his lungs as her tight muscles loosened enough to allow him to push forward, sinking deeper and deeper into her.