Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
I swear I watch as his eyes darken. It dawns on me what my beast needs. “Diego. I need you. Please,” I beg him, letting him know I desire him as much as he does me.
“I want to taste you again.” His words are growled out, and I barely understand him. He moves down my body, stopping at my breasts. He sucks one nipple into his mouth while his hand gently tugs on the other. He’s trying to be careful. He’s trying to take his time and savor me, but I want more.
“I won't break, Diego. I’m starting to think I was made to be all yours, which means I can handle whatever is it that you’re going to do to me.”
“You shouldn't say such things.”
“Why? Because you might tie me to the bed and keep me?” I give him a wicked smile. My hips rise up, my body getting turned on by the idea of Diego doing just that. I’d bet my life that in doing so, he wouldn't even take pleasure for himself. He’d probably bury his face between my thighs until I beg him to fuck me.
“I want to feel all of you. Skin to skin.” He pushes down his gym shorts and his boxer briefs. I suck in a breath. I know how big he is. I’ve had my mouth wrapped around him, but this is going to be a tight fit.
He keeps working his way down my body. I think he’s trying to drive me insane, but his mouth is making sure he gets a taste of every part of me.
“Yes!” I half shout when he finally gets his mouth on my clit. I know I’m already drenched in need. I go off the second he pushes two fingers inside me. He teased me too long with that mouth of his.
He doesn't stop, though. His tongue continues to circle my clit as he pumps his fingers inside me. My hips move in rhythm with him as he adds another. I whimper when I feel myself about to come again. I know what he’s doing. He’s getting me ready to take him so he can claim me. It’s such a barbaric thought. I don’t know where it comes from.
I cry out his name. I grip the sheets, needing something to hold on to as I come once again. He kisses my clit one last time, making me jerk because I’m too sensitive there. Next he kisses my thighs before he moves back up my body. He rests his elbows on each side of my head. The head of his cock doesn't need to be guided into me. He pushes in easily, small thrusts back and forth. I groan as I feel his warmth fill me. It makes me wetter. I want more of him.
“I’ll only do this so I won’t cause you pain. I can lick your pussy, and you take a little of me.”
“Do you only want a little of me?”
I see the understanding dawn in his eyes at my question. Slowly, he pushes more into me. He stops when he feels the barrier of my virginity.
“Kiss me.”
He doesn't need to be asked twice. His mouth comes down on mine. I thrust my hips up, wrapping my legs around him. I cry out at the sharp pain I caused myself. Now, he has nothing to feel bad about. I think my Diego has had enough pain in his life.
His mouth lifts from mine. “I might have to tie you to the bed.”
“I wouldn't stop you.”
He pushes more inside of me. I let out a gasp. “Don’t stop. It feels good.” He begins to thrust a little more. I can tell he’s still trying to hold back.
“I don’t think I can stop.” I start to meet his thrusts. I can tell from those sexy grunts he’s making that he’s about to come. He reaches between us, his thumb going to my clit.
My breath shatters. We both come together this time. I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him tight. The pleasure is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
This connection to him is so different than any others I’ve ever had. He rolls, taking me with him so that I’m sprawled against his chest.
“You made my first time perfect,” I tell him.
“Mine too, little songbird.” I lift my head to look at him, surprised at his revelation. I smile. “I like this idea that we are each other's first.”
“And last,” he says. “I warned you.”
He did. I just sigh and close my eyes. I have this need to be owned by him and him alone. Being locked in his cage might be like a taste of heaven.
8
DIEGO
She sleeps so peacefully in my arms, her cheek resting against my scars, her small frame light as a feather on me. A beauty. One with the voice of an angel.