Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 121728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
She groaned, dropping her head back onto his collarbone, her hair sliding like silk along his skin. Then she smashed her luscious ass against his hard as fuck cock.
He was already leaking precum in anticipation of taking his time and exploring her fully, unlike the last time they had sex. That had been a damn quickie. Only giving him enough for him to want more.
Today, they had no reason to rush.
“I’m going to eat you, suck you and fuck you until you come so many damn times, you’ll beg me to stop. Then I’m going to do it all over again. Later, I want to pause when I remember the taste of your cunt. I’ll fuck you so long and hard you’ll be counting the minutes until I can do it again. When I sleep, I want to dream about you crying out my name, your moans and whimpers when you come.”
She shuddered, her fingernails digging sharply into the forearm he had across her chest and under her tits, keeping her pinned against him.
“Stop teasing me… And do it.” Her husky demand caused his throbbing cock to twitch.
“This time it’s on my schedule. Not yours. We’re doing it my way. Not yours.”
He slid his hand down her belly and cupped her soft mound. He slipped his middle finger down to and over her clit, making her jerk, but he didn’t stop there. He kept going by sliding his digit between her slick folds and inside her, only to the second knuckle. “So fucking wet. I can smell your sweet scent, Sloane, and I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Then don’t wait,” she groaned, reaching behind them to cup the back of his head before spinning on him and knocking his hand free. When she went up on her toes, her expanded pupils had turned her blue eyes into stormy seas.
“My time. Not yours.” He reminded her when he spun her back around and once again used his arm to bar her from moving, pulling her back against him and sandwiching his cock between them.
He slipped one hand up to her throat and curled his fingers lightly around it, while the other once again moved south. Cupping her mound again, he squeezed hard. “Mine.”
A shuddered sigh escaped her.
“Spread your legs more,” he ordered in her ear before snagging her earlobe between his teeth and biting it lightly.
The second she widened her stance, he plunged two fingers inside her with ease since she was so damn wet. Grinding his thumb against her clit, he fucked her relentlessly. The buildup of her arousal coated his fingers and her cries filled his ears.
Fuck yes.
“Owen,” she breathed. “Make me come.”
He didn’t let up. Not for a second. Her body rolled, bowed and spasmed against him. She encouraged him with both her actions and her demands of, “Harder. Faster.”
He ignored them, maintaining the same pace while she rode his fingers.
“That’s it, baby.” He squeezed her neck gently, released, squeezed, released. Just enough to remind her who was in charge this time. “Soak my fingers. Get your pussy ready for me so I can fill it with my cock.”
“Yessss,” she hissed, her thighs beginning to tremble. “Keep… Keep… going.” She groaned. “Keep doing that. That…”
He had no plans on stopping until she had the first of a few orgasms he planned to give her.
He didn’t have to wait long. With a low cry, she tensed, slammed her hand over the one working her pussy and pinned him there while she rode out the orgasm. He held her tightly against him. Once it was over and she relaxed in his hold, her head dropped forward.
After slipping his wet fingers from her, he lifted them to her lips but at the last second, slid them into his own mouth, instead, to savor the tangy aftermath of her climax.
Goddamn delicious.
He wanted more.
As soon as he was done, he released her, spun her around and took her mouth, sharing that taste.
When she grabbed for his aching cock, he pulled his hips away. It wouldn’t take much at that moment for him to blow. After her intense orgasm, he was skating on thin ice as it was.
Despite that, he was ready to fuck her and do it now. But first, he looked forward to cleaning her up with his tongue. And while doing so, planned on giving her her second orgasm of the morning.
Grabbing his hand, she tugged him to the end of the bed. Once there, he turned with her as she circled him while wearing a determined look on her face.
One of his biggest turn-ons was a self-assured woman. And Sloane had confidence in spades. The first time they had sex, she’d been the one to make the move, proving she was not afraid to go after what she wanted.
He had a feeling he could say the filthiest things to her and she’d eat it up and even ask for more. He also assumed she would be open to almost anything. Though, he was sure she had her limits because he had plenty of them himself.