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)
She pushed on his chest. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Shh.” He kissed her ear. “You have nothing to fear. Just lie back. Can you do that for me?”
An irrational need to please him made her want to obey.
“I’m not going to do anything you don’t want,” he said, planting a trail of kisses on her jaw. “Remember?”
When she remained quiet, he kissed his way to her lips and sealed his mouth over hers in a gentle kiss that wiped everything else from her mind. No matter how wrong, she needed this. She returned the kiss with fervor, weaving her fingers through the thick strands of his hair.
Groaning, he turned up the heat a notch by fucking her mouth rhythmically with his tongue, mimicking the mating act her body craved.
“I want to make you come,” he said into their kiss, phrasing the statement like a question.
She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“With my tongue.”
“What?” She tore her lips from his. “No.” If he put his mouth on her, she was going to beg him to fill her with more than his tongue.
He traced her bottom lip with his thumb. “Only with my hand, then.”
“Okay.”
“But if I’m only allowed to use my fingers, I want to hear you.”
She’d never been loud during lovemaking. “I don’t think I can do that.”
“Yes, you can.”
Smoothing a palm over her breast, he paused on her belly.
Why was he stalling? As much as she enjoyed his touch and the safety of his company, she felt guilty for keeping him here. She’d only be able to breathe freely again if he was safe and sound in his hut. “You better hurry.”
He chuckled. “Are you rushing me?”
“Yes.”
Leaning down, he said against her lips, “There’s a price for every demand.”
Which she couldn’t care about right now. She took his hand and guided it lower. The feeling of his fingers on her sex when she’d been dressed had been exquisite, but there were no words to describe how they felt on her naked skin. Sparks detonated in the wake of his touch as he trailed a finger over her folds before parting her gently.
“Fuck, Asia. You’re so wet.” He curled his finger, sinking inside and taking her up to his knuckle. “You’re killing me.”
She could say the same. She’d almost forgotten how good a man’s touch could feel. A shiver of pleasure ran over her as she lifted her hips to press harder against his hand. Not denying her longer, he moved his finger with shallow pumps, giving her the friction she wanted.
They both studied the work of his hand. There was something carnal about watching him watch her while he was making her come.
When he lifted his gaze to her, his eyes were dark with lust. “Tell me.”
“Tell you what?”
“How it feels,” he said, using his free hand to massage her clit.
The added stimulation was all she needed to send her over the edge. “I’m going to—”
A silent gasp cut the rest of her sentence short as an intense orgasm hit her hard and fast. He kept up the rhythm of his hands, drawing everything from her body she was able to give. Spasms of pleasure contracted her muscles until her clit became too sensitive and she tried to pry his hand away.
“Relax, kitten,” he said. “I know you can take it.”
He only stopped when the aftershocks had abated. Brushing his thumb over her folds, he gathered her arousal and brought his hand to his mouth. She watched with wide eyes as he licked his thumb clean.
“All pussycat cream,” he said, gripping the hem of her T-shirt and lifting it over her breasts.
Caught off guard, she asked, “What are you doing?”
“I told you there was a price.”
“A boob flash?”
He dragged his knuckles over a curve. “I knew they’d be pretty.” Lifting onto his knees, he undid his buckle. “Stay like that.”
“Wait,” she said, panicked now. “What are you doing?” She wasn’t on birth control, and he hadn’t produced a condom. Not that sex had been part of the plan.
He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. “I need release, and you’re going to watch.”
A flush worked its way up her neck. He was kinky, and she loved it.
“You like watching, don’t you?” he asked, taking out his cock.
He already knew she liked watching from how she shamelessly studied his skillful fingers earlier. She dropped her gaze to his cock as he grabbed the base and stroked himself twice. Thick and long, he was perfectly proportioned. Manly veins ran to the crest where a drop of pre-cum glistened. Just like that, need ignited in her sated body. Arousal throbbed between her legs.
When he started pumping his cock in his fist, her lust spiked. She was riveted to the erotic sight. Barely managing to tear away her gaze, she briefly looked at his face. His eyes were fixed on hers, his features distorted with pleasure.