Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 173392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 867(@200wpm)___ 694(@250wpm)___ 578(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 173392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 867(@200wpm)___ 694(@250wpm)___ 578(@300wpm)
He keeps his eyes downcast.
“Are we friends?” I whisper.
Tilting his head up, he looks at me. “Friends.”
My face relaxes, and I soften my strokes in his hair, watching his eyelids start to close with how good it feels.
I like this Iron. He’s better when he’s serious.
And I want to be the one who looks at him tonight, because tomorrow night no one will.
“Eleven,” I murmur.
He cocks his head, peering up at me.
“I’m not so fast after all,” I tell him, looking down at my clothes.
“I got handed eleven times.”He holds my gaze.
“Shoes.” I hold up two fingers. “Socks, hat, coat …” I count off everything I’ve lost so far, moving to the other hand. “That’s six,” I say.
He watches me, and for a moment, he stops breathing when I slip a button out of the loop on the vest.
He waits.
I undo the buttons one by one, seeing a lump move up and down his throat and fire light in his eyes.
Peeling off the vest, I drop it to the ground, his gaze falling to my naked top half. The cool rain makes the flesh of my nipples harden into points, and my insides warm in anticipation.
“That’s seven,” he says so quietly.
Two more.
Reaching behind me, I unzip the skirt, holding his gaze as I push it down my hips. It falls to the wet deck. “Eight.”
He can remove the last piece himself.
But he doesn’t.
He whips me around, my breath lodging in my throat as he pulls me down into his lap.
I drop my head back against his shoulder as he slips a hand inside the front of my panties, teasing my entrance with two fingers.
“Krisjen,” he pants into my neck. “Good friends?”
I turn my head, searching for his mouth as I bring his palm to my breast. I flick my tongue over his lips. “Really good friends.”
I spread my thighs wide, putting my hand over his and pushing his fingers inside of me.
He slides in deep, jerking me back into him and growling.
I kiss his cheek and the corner of his mouth, brushing my lips over his skin. “Don’t stay away,” I tell him, rolling my hips into his fingers, sliding him in and out of me.
He groans, his groin hard and swollen underneath me.
He kneads my breast, bringing the fingers of his other hand out and swirling my wetness over my clit again and again. “I want you, Conroy.” He layers his lips with mine, rain spilling down our bodies. “Can I have you?”
His pushes his fingers back inside of me, and I gasp.
I moan, turning my head into his mouth and surrendering. I open my mouth, and he captures my tongue, both of us melting as our mouths come back for more and more.
I thrust into his hand, but I need him deeper.
Pulling away, I stand up and push my panties down my legs. I peer over my shoulder, through the trees, still seeing the far-off crowd at Mariette’s partying.
I hear a wrapper tear, and I turn around, pushing him back on the chair as I climb on top of him.
His eyes look up at me with fire, both of us hot and frantic. God, I’m so wet. I can feel it.
He rips at his belt, unfastening it, and then opens his pants. He slips his cock out, and I watch as he reaches between us, rolling on the condom.
I kiss him long and deep, feeling him crown me. Slowly, I work my body down on him, taking him inside me and feeling the length sink deep.
Breathing hard, I kiss him again and again. “You don’t listen or do what you’re told,” I whisper as I move on him, “because there’s something inside you, and it’s good, and someday, you’re going to know what it’s for. I promise.”
I pull his head up, holding him to me as I fuck him. His fingers claw down my back as he sucks and bites my nipples hard.
I bounce, taking him in deeper and harder, feeling the walls inside of me contract.
“Oh God, Iron,” I whimper.
I’m gonna come already.
Leaning back, I roll faster and harder as he grips my hips, sucking in air through his clenched jaw and watching my body move.
Heat grows low in my belly, tingles spreading, and I gasp, sweat covering my skin as it builds.
The orgasm explodes, rocking through me, and I tip my head back, starting to cry out just as he puts a hand over my mouth.
I jerk, sliding down his cock a few more times until my whole body goes weak.
He brings me back up to him, his tongue sinking into my mouth.
I just let him kiss me. I need a second …
He squeezes my hips, breathing over my lips. “You’re not done, are you?”
I smile, finally opening my eyes. “I might like a few more of those.”