Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 77576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
A secret.
I hate this.
In this moment, I need Ava as much as she needs me.
Plus…
There’s the fact that I’ve fallen in love with this woman.
I haven’t wanted to admit it to myself, and I don’t expect her to feel the same way. She’s so young, and she probably isn’t looking for anything permanent.
I will have to live with that.
But I will tell her how I feel. When the time is right. And that won’t be until I can be honest with her. Until I can look her in the eye and know that we have no secrets from each other.
Which means I’ll have to go against her parents’ wishes and tell her that they came to visit me.
That can’t happen tonight. Her parents are celebrating a milestone anniversary in two days, and I won’t ruin that for Ava.
And now I’m done thinking.
I pull Ava to her feet, bring her to me, and kiss her.
Her lips are already parted, and our tongues meet, twirling in beautiful synchrony.
Tonight I’m going to show her there’s more to sex with Brendan Murphy than wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.
Tonight, I’m going to make love to this woman. With my tongue, with my fingers. I’m going to touch every part of her with my lips.
And if I’m lucky?
She’ll do the same for me.
Still clenched together in a kiss, she leads me to her bedroom.
We fall onto the bed together, our lips still joined.
And then hands…
Hands everywhere, pulling at each other’s clothes, until we’re naked—naked and writhing together.
I break the kiss then, and I trail my lips over her cheek to her earlobe, where I nibble. Then I whisper in her ear. “I’m going to kiss every part of you, Ava. My lips are going to be everywhere tonight. Everywhere.”
She sighs against me. “I want you.”
“I want you too, baby. And I will have you, but not until I’ve kissed every part of you.”
I begin then, sucking her earlobe into my mouth, tugging on her earring. Then I move toward her jawline, rain tiny kisses across its sculpted beauty.
Then her shoulders, the tops of her chest, and the tops of her gorgeous tits.
Her nipples are pink and hard, and I take one between my lips and suck gently.
She arches her back and moans softly.
With my other hand, I take the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger and gently twist it. Again she writhes, arching her back, sighing, moaning, such honeyed tones.
The texture of her nipple is like velvet, and I twirl my tongue over it, kiss it, and then suck it again. I work the other with my fingers, tugging and pulling, and then squeezing her whole breast.
When I can stand it no longer, I nip the nipple with my teeth while simultaneously pulling on the other with my fingers.
“Oh!” she gasps.
“You like that?” I murmur against her areola.
“God, yes. I love to have my nipples sucked, Brendan. And I swear to God, no one has ever sucked them the way you do.”
Oh boy, those are fighting words. Nothing like competing against oneself.
I’ll just have to do better.
I switch tactics. I move my mouth to the other nipple and suck it hard. I gently play with the one I just dropped, using my thumb and forefinger to give it a hard twist.
She gasps and undulates her hips.
“Oh God, yes!”
She likes it hard.
Good news for her. So do I.
I clamp over the nipple, suck it hard between my lips, and then I add my teeth and give it a quick nip.
I bite it, just a little bit harder, but not enough to cause her pain.
Until she says, “Harder, Brendan. Please.”
Fuck.
My dick is so hard right now, and I know she’s already wet for me. I could so easily slide inside her heat, fuck her hard, fuck her fast.
What she wants is for me to bite her nipples harder. This is about her, not me. At least not about me yet.
I’ll get mine later.
And if I don’t?
Worshiping Ava’s body is absolutely worth it, even with no payoff.
I take her at her word, and I bite her hard nipple.
“Yes!” she cries out, reaching above her head and grabbing the rungs of her headboard.
Again. I bite into her flesh. Again. And then once more.
Her fists are clenched around the rungs, her knuckles white. For a moment I imagine her bound with cuffs, unable to move her arms.
The thought of binding a woman has never done much for me…
Until this moment.
How beautiful Ava would look tied to the bed, her legs spread, her pussy glistening.
I nibble on her nipple again, suck it, lick it, and then…
I close my teeth over it and bite. She thrashes wildly, still holding onto her headboard, begging me to go harder, harder, harder.
“My God, you’re making me insane,” I whisper against her flesh.
Can she hear me?
I don’t know. Doesn’t matter. Already I know she feels what I feel. She wants what I want.