Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 89170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
He kissed me like he adored me. When he drew back, he said my name and I knew no man would ever say it with so much passion again. “Georgiana.”
God, it was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. How could my own name turn me on?
Wrapping my legs around him, I tugged him forward. “I want you, Blayze.”
He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “I need to be inside you, but I don’t want it to end too soon.”
I placed my hand on the side of his face and smiled. “We have all night.”
And with that, he pushed inside me and I gasped, flexing my inner walls.
“Fucking hell, Georgie. You’re like a goddamn vise.”
I giggled. “Kegel exercises.”
“Don’t do that again, or I’ll come before we even start.”
Reaching up, I captured his mouth with mine as I attempted to relax and adjust to the fit of him inside of me. It had hurt slightly when he first pushed inside, but the burning sensation quickly faded.
Blayze slowly pulled out then pushed back in.
“You’re so wet.”
“It’s you, Blayze. You make me this way. God, I’ve wanted you for so long.”
He buried his face in my neck. “So have I, Georgie. Fuck, I’ve dreamed of making love to you.”
The confession nearly brought tears to my eyes, and Lindsay’s words from earlier flooded my brain.
“The girl who broke your heart and pushed you into the arms of another…”
I felt a tear slip free, and Blayze saw it. He leaned down and kissed it away. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I managed to get out. “Don’t stop, Blayze. Don’t stop.”
His movements were slow and beautiful as he worshiped my entire body with his. I moved my hands slowly down his back, squeezing his ass when he pushed inside me again.
“More,” I demanded. I needed to feel him. I wanted to remember how he felt inside of me for days. “Blayze, I need more…please.”
He lifted slightly and brought one of my legs up, opening me wider to him. Then he moved faster. Harder.
I could feel my orgasm building. God, it felt so good. I’d never had sex like this before, and I knew I never would again. Not with any other man.
“Blayze!” I cried out in frustration, my orgasm just out of reach.
He reached down and played with my clit and that was all it took. I exploded around him. My name fell from his lips as he moved faster and harder. His lovemaking quickly turning to fucking. I loved it. I loved all of it.
“I’m coming!” he called out right before he shuddered and came.
When he finally stopped moving, he dropped down over me, keeping most of his weight on his elbows. Our breathing was quick and hard. Sweat glistened off of both of us as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“That was…” he started to say before he swallowed and dragged in a long breath of air.
“Amazing.”
He nodded. “Magical. I’ve never experienced lovemaking like that before, Georgie.”
My eyes burned as I tried to hold back the tears. I softly ran my finger down the side of his face. “Neither have I.”
“I don’t want to move, but I need to get this condom off.” Blayze rolled off of me. “Don’t move. Let me clean up.”
All I could do was nod. There was no way I could form words as I laid in the bed, completely relaxed after two mindblowing orgasms and the best sex of my entire life.
I pressed my hand to my mouth as I smiled and tried to keep from squealing like a little girl. Had it all been a dream? It felt too perfect to be reality. When I brushed my fingers against my kiss-swollen lips, and felt the soft abrasions on my skin from Blayze’s day-old beard, I sighed.
The sound of the water turning off caused me to turn. I watched Blayze walk out of the bathroom naked, completely comfortable in his own skin. He crawled onto the bed and pulled me against his body, holding onto me like he was afraid I would run.
“I need you to know that I don’t do this often, Georgie. I know I’ve always had a reputation as a flirt, but I don’t make it a habit to sleep around. I learned a lesson a long time ago that taught me to guard myself—and that included sex.”
Turning in his arms, I lay on my side and faced him. “What kind of lesson?”
He closed his eyes and exhaled before he met my gaze. “The day at the barn, when we were caught and you were so upset?”
I nodded. “I was embarrassed more than anything, Blayze. I never regretted it, and I’m sorry I said that.”
His eyes drifted down to my mouth and then back up. “I was hurt by your words and young and stupid. You already know I went to that party and slept with Lindsay.”