Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“But I wasn’t kidding before,” I warned her, kissing my way down her taut stomach while lowering her tank top to keep her covered.
I wanted her spread out beneath me in a bed. I wanted days—weeks—to worship her body while she screamed and moaned, but I wasn’t letting this chance pass me by.
“You weren’t?” she asked, her voice all breathless and choppy as I reached the waistband of her shorts.
“I warned you,” I reminded her with a low laugh as I flicked open her button and drew down her zipper, exposing a pair of red satin panties that matched her bra above.
Fuck me.
Outside the car, another tornado raged on screen, matching the chaos inside my head. I needed her on my tongue. Now. I hooked my fingers on both her shorts and the thin straps of her underwear and drew them down her long, lean thighs.
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
Then I just about swallowed my damned tongue. She was stunning, her legs muscled and sleek as they led to a tiny strip of red curls above the prettiest pussy I’d ever seen. She was pink everywhere, already slick as I gently parted her thighs.
“Caspian.” Her breath hitched as I ran my thumbs over her seam and then parted her, revealing the delicate, glistening flesh.
My mouth watered as I sank between her thighs, spreading them wider to make room for my shoulders. “How do you like it, Ryleigh?” I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, the scent of her flooding my senses in the best possible way.
“I…don’t know.” Her hips bucked as I blew across her softly.
“Hard? Soft?” Unable to wait another second, I licked her from opening to clit, groaning at the honeyed taste of her. “So fucking sweet.”
She cried out, her back arching as I circled the bud of her clit with my tongue.
“Tell me how you want it, and I’ll give it to you.” I’d pull out every single skill I had to please this woman. I circled her clit again, then fluttered my tongue across the swollen nub.
“Caz!” Her hips bucked against my mouth.
“Tell me.” Another lick. Another flutter.
“Oh my God. I don’t know!” Her head thrashed on the pillow. “I’ve never…” She slammed her hand over her mouth.
I lifted my head, my eyebrows jolting upward. “No one’s ever gone down on you?” There was no fucking way. She’d been in a relationship for years. Hell, I wasn’t even dating her and all I wanted was to taste this sweet little pussy. What the fuck was wrong with that guy?
She shook her head, color staining her cheeks.
I was the first. An undeniable wave of possession swept over me even though I had zero right to the feeling. Shit…was this too much for her? Had I crossed a line?
“Want me to stop?” I offered, already drawing my hands back.
“No!” Her eyes flew wide. “I just don’t know what to tell you…to do.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” I grinned and settled right back where I wanted to be—between her thighs. “Just tell me if there’s something you don’t like.” I gave her another long lick, flattening my tongue and scraping it over her sensitive clit.
“Oh God.” Her back bowed and her fingers tunneled into my hair. “And. If it’s. Something. I really like?” she asked, her breath breaking between words.
“Just moan and enjoy. Trust me, I’ll know if you love it.” I flicked her clit once with my tongue, then got busy with my dessert. She was sweet and tart with a hint of salt as I lapped at her, teasing her with my lips and tongue as I worked her.
When she bucked against my face, I went harder, thrusting into her tight pussy and fucking her with long licks of my tongue just like I’d promised. Her thighs started to shake, and still I ate at her, drinking her down as her body undulated beneath me, chasing the high I was driving her toward.
She’d get close, and I’d back off, prolonging the pleasure, unwilling to let this moment end. I’d never been with a more responsive woman. Never had someone else’s pleasure tied with my own. Never been so determined to leave my mark, to brand her memory so I’d be the one she thought of when she reached for her slick flesh alone at night. But I didn’t just want to own her solo sessions. I wanted to banish everyone who came before me and ruin her for everyone who dared to come after.
“Caz,” she groaned, her hips rocking against my face as I slid one, then two fingers inside her, curling them against her G-spot.
“You’re so fucking tight, Ry,” I moaned. “I just wish it was my cock and not my fingers.” I thrust them into her heat again and again as I swirled my tongue over her clit, feeling her thighs tighten around my head.