Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Trent.” I tip my head back, eyes closing, and attempt not to beg him to fuck me against the wall instead of him taking his time.
“One more, babe. Then I’m going to apologize with my head buried between these sweet-as-fuck thighs.” Trent moves to my other breast, giving it the same exact attention and killing me slowly with desire. This time, he sucks on my nipple, pulling on the berry-colored tip so hard it has my thighs trembling, my pussy demanding his mouth, his fingers, or his cock.
“More,” I beg. If he teases me much longer, I’m going to use my fingers on myself, and then he’ll have to watch. Except maybe that won’t be a punishment for him. Knowing Trent, he’d more than enjoy the show.
“You’re about to get more, Kennedy, a whole fucking lot more.” He lifts his big abled body up until he’s no longer scrunched down and grabs my hand to pull me into the shower with him.
“I’m more than ready.” The warm water cascades over our bodies, and I’m unable to control needing his mouth on mine. I slide my hands up his biceps until I’m grasping his shoulders so tightly, I’m sure there will be half-moon-shaped imprints from my nails.
“Want something, do you.” Water rains down on us, and the minute I’m able to, my lips land on his. Trent swiftly takes over the kiss, hand going to the back of my head, pulling me the way he wants while lapping at my lips and nipping with his teeth, and when I let out a sigh, his tongue gains entrance. I’m so lost in the heady moment it takes me a minute to realize he’s lifting my leg off his hip, holding me open. As soon as I lock it above his ass, his fingers are working my pussy, soft at first, getting the feel of what I like. One particular movement, the strumming of his thumb along my clit, has me moaning into our kiss. He moves us until my back meets the tiled wall, and then he’s got one finger inside me. He’s sliding backward and forward, testing my depths, listening and learning what I like. I writhe with the need for more, trying to climb him like he’s my own personal tree. One finger becomes two, his thumb still works on my clit, and his mouth is still on mine. I’m so fucking close that I can feel the orgasm trying to take hold.
“Trent, no, no, no,” I mutter when he pulls back. His fingers stay inside me, but he’s no longer kissing me, and I no longer have purchase of his shoulders.
“I promised you something, said I’d apologize to your pretty pussy, and I’m making good on it.” Trent Hawthorne drops to his knees. I’d have never thought I’d see the day he’d be in front of me, kneeling, working me like no other man ever could.
“Fuck,” I breathe when I feel a light puff of air on my clit. His thumb is gone, but his fingers are still fucking me, keeping me right on the edge, and when his tongue comes into play, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll last. One long and languid lick, and then he starts making good on his word. He laves my clit with his tongue with each word, spelling out I am sorry. He does it three more times, with two fingers inside me, my hand digging into his hair, holding him to my center. “I’m there. Oh god, Trent. I’m there.” He wraps his lips around my clit and sucks on it, and then I’m flying. Holy shit, am I soaring. My mind, my body, and my heart are all his. My head bangs against the wall, my leg he managed to lift on top of his shoulder slides down, and he’s slowly licking my come up as he brings me down from my orgasm with lazy strokes of his fingers.
“Fuck, that was so goddamn hot and so goddamn mine.” He rocks back, looking hotter than ever with my wetness coating his cheeks. When Trent brings his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean, I’m once again feeling the need to have a piece of him inside me.
“Can I return the favor?” I ask, ready to trade places with him.
“Nope, your hands, your mouth, any part of you besides your pussy, and I’ll come on the spot. Already gonna be damn hard not to come the second I’m in there, babe.” Okay, I really think I’m going to need a cold plunge after he’s through with me. “Come on.” He stands up, and his hands go to my hips, mouth touching mine, and I taste myself on his lips. If he thinks I’m hot, it’s even hotter seeing and feeling how much he needs me. His cock is pressed between us. I’m about to wrap my fingers around him, when he turns the water off and lifts me up off the ground.