Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“Aye.” He started unbuttoning his shirt.
Her eyes widened. “You’re going to make love to me in your childhood bedroom in your dad’s house?”
“It’s either here or outside in the wet grass.” Two more buttons popped. He took a step toward her.
“What about a hotel?”
“The nearest hotel is a hundred miles away. I won’t last that long.”
The shirt came off and fell to the floor. Her mouth went dry when she looked at his sculptured body and the black tattoos she’d longed to touch.
“For the record, I’m not going to make love to you, lass.” He undid the buckle of his belt.
Her eyes went to his pants. “You’re not?”
“Nah. I’m going to fuck you. When I have more control, we’ll make love.”
She could only stare at him. He kicked off his shoes, pulled down his zipper, and pushed his jeans and boxer shorts over his hips. His cock jutted out, hard and proud.
She swallowed and licked her dry lips.
“Yes, pussycat.” He advanced another step. “Wet those lips, because in a second, as soon as that dress comes off, you’re going to wrap them around my cock.” He stopped flush against her. “Take off your clothes.”
She undid the zipper on the side of the dress, pushed the straps over her shoulders, and let it drop to her feet. His blue eyes turned a shade darker as he dragged his gaze over her. Cupping her breasts through her bra, he brushed his thumbs over her nipples until they pebbled into hard points. He slipped a hand around her back, undid the clasp of her bra, and pushed the straps over her shoulders. He locked his gaze on hers as he pushed her panties down and held them for her to step free. Once naked, he pulled her to him gently and sought her lips, trailing kisses down her neck to her breasts.
“I can’t wait any longer.” He pressed on her shoulders. “On your knees, lass.”
She went down, keeping her eyes trained on him.
He fisted his cock and pumped twice. “I want to feel your lips around me.”
She folded her hands around the base and kissed the head. A drop of pre-cum eased from the slit onto her tongue. He tasted like summer. Wrapping her lips around him, she licked his length.
He sucked air through his teeth and tilted his hips forward. “Fuck.” Cupping her face, he pumped into her mouth with shallow strokes. When she sucked him deeper, he wrapped her hair around his fist and tugged softly.
“Enough.” He helped her to her feet and nudged her backward. “On the bed.”
The back of her knees hit the mattress. She flopped down and moved up, but he grabbed her legs and pulled her ass to the edge. Holding her gaze, he knelt before burying his head between her legs. She shivered at the feather light touch of his tongue. He hummed his approval, making her tremble. Without warning, he dipped two fingers inside. The stretch was hot and delicious. A quiver of pleasure raced to her womb as he pressed on her clit with his thumb.
“Look at my hand, kitten. Watch me make you come with my fingers.”
She looked down at the erotic sight of his fingers slipping in and out of her folds, coated with her arousal. He dipped his head again and gently clamped his teeth around her clit. The instant he flicked his tongue over the nub, she came. The orgasm crashed through her in a powerful wave of pleasure with aftershocks rippling in its wake.
She was still floating in the blissful afterglow of her climax when he lifted her to the center of the bed, climbed between her legs, and positioned his cock at her entrance. “Take a breath.”
As soon as she’d filled her lungs with air, he slammed home with a single thrust. The stretch made her gasp. All of her nerve endings came to life. Her need built again, this time to an intense crescendo.
“Sean. Please.”
Catching his weight on his arms, he kissed her lips while rocking inside her with powerful, deep thrusts.
“More,” she breathed into his mouth.
He lifted his head to look at her. “If I give you more, I’ll hurt you.”
“You won’t.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I trust you.”
He stilled and asked in a quiet voice, “Do you?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “I know you did what you did to protect me. I trust you, and I love you.”
He closed his eyes as a visible shudder ran over his body. When he opened them again, the blue depths were filled with hunger and possession.
Pulling out of her, he flipped her onto her stomach and dragged her onto her hands and knees. “Stay.”
His weight lifted off the bed. A drawer opened and closed. The mattress dipped behind her. He stroked her back and teased her dark entrance with a finger.