Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
"Jonas," I gasp. "I'm…I'm…."
He lunges for me before I get the sentence out, his arms lashing around me like steel bands. My feet leave the floor. My back hits the bed. My panties are gone a second later, ripped from my body like paper.
He throws my legs over his shoulders, and then I know what real heaven feels like. It's his mouth on me and his roar echoing from the corners. He holds me down beneath him, licking me from top to bottom. His tongue swirls around my clit and then presses against my hole. It slips lower, dancing in maddening circles around my back entrance.
I thrash beneath him, completely caught off guard as a thousand different, incredible sensations blast through me in tandem. It's too much, too big, too fast. I claw at his arms, trying to push him away and pull him closer at the same time.
"Don't fucking fight me," he growls, yanking me closer to his mouth. "Get those heels in my back, baby girl."
"Jonas!" I wail his name into the room, trying to tell him…I don't know what I try to tell him. That he's ruining me. That I think I like it too much. That I'm not going to survive the orgasm. I don't know. It's all true.
"Come."
I do. God, I do.
I come screaming as he lifts me almost entirely off the bed, balancing me on his forearms, and gorges himself on me. It's beautiful and messy and loud. And I don't want it to end. I don't think he does, either. He eats me through it, grunting like he can't get enough.
And then he flips me to my stomach, laying me out on the bed with my cheek to the pillow. He seams his body to mine, pinning me to the bed. I feel his erection between my legs, hot and insistent. I push back against him, greedy and eager.
"Goddamn," he breathes in my ear, planting kisses all over my neck. His hand tangles in my hair, gathering it up in a fist. "I can't fucking wait to breed you, angel."
"Jonas," I moan, my core clenching.
"You're going to let me do it, Jamie." He nips at my throat, craning my head back. "I'm going to leave my seed dripping from your body, and you're going to lay there and take it like a good little girl."
"Yes," I sob, willing to give him anything if it gets him inside me faster.
"I'm taking you like this the first time," he growls, turning my face to his. His lips brush across mine. "That way, your little cunt can't take too much. I'm a selfless bastard, angel. I want to get in you again tonight. If I get you on your back, I'm going to fuck you through the mattress."
"Yes," I sob again, not sure if I'm agreeing to let him fuck me through the mattress, if I'm saying I want him in me again tonight, or both. Both, I think. I can't think through the desperation coursing through my veins. I claw at the duvet cover beneath me, squirming...trying to, at least. His hips have me pinned in place.
I can't move. And that only makes me more desperate. Makes me more frantic. I sob his name, begging exactly like he said I would.
"Keep your legs together," he says, reaching between us. "Don't let me take too much, angel." His hand slides down the crevice of my ass, and then he shoves it beneath me, cupping my center. His thumb settles on my clit, grinding against it. "I want you humping this little thing against the mattress while I'm in you."
"Jonas," I whimper, my stomach clenching.
"Do it, baby girl," he growls. "Use every goddamn thing you can to get you there because I'm not going to last once you're wrapped around me."
"O-okay."
He brushes his mouth against mine again and then continues to stroke my clit for another minute. Once I'm writhing beneath him, he slips his hand from my folds and lines his cock up at my entrance.
"Ah, Christ, you're already too fucking hot to handle," he mutters, pressing the head to my opening. He rests there for a minute, breathing hard. "Jesus, angel."
I whimper, gripping fistfuls of the duvet in my hands, fighting the urge to push back against him. He's already afraid he's going to hurt me. I don't want to make it worse.
He surges forward.
"Jonas," I moan, pushing back against him anyway as the head of his cock breaches my opening, stretching me. He's so big, so hard. And he's everywhere, surrounding me like he's the only thing in my universe.
A groan ripples from his lips, torn from soul deep. It sparks a tsunami inside me, setting off a wave of emotion I've never felt before. Everything inside me rises up in response, surging forward in answer.