Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
I run my tongue along my bottom lip, tilting my head up to look at him. I’ve never been a forward woman, but something about Troy brings out a side of me I never knew existed.
“No,” I nearly whisper.
His eyes turn a darker shade of gray, and he threads his fingers around my neck, pulling me closer to him. I catch my breath, but he doesn’t squeeze. “You’re really tempting me right now.”
My heart hammers as he pulls me into his chest, his hard cock pressing against my lower stomach. Oh. My. God. He’s huge. I bite my lip, struggling to calm my nerves as his lips press lightly to mine.
He tastes of a hint of whiskey, and for some reason, that only serves to turn me on more. I part my lips for him, begging him to kiss me deeper, and he does. His tongue dives through the opening, exploring every inch of my mouth. I let out a moan into his, and he threads his hand around my waist, dropping low and squeezing my ass.
Excitement pulses through my body, throbbing between my legs as he begins to guide us toward the back master bedroom—his bedroom.
That’s when I panic.
“I’m a virgin,” I pant as soon as my lips are free from his.
His eyes widen, and he drops his hands from me like I’m on fire. “You’re… you’re… a virgin?”
Embarrassment floods through my body as I squeeze my eyes shut. “Yes,” I whisper. I can’t believe I’m telling him this. I should’ve stayed quiet because now he’s looking at me with unsettling bewilderment.
“Liz…” he says in a soft yet gravelly voice. “I won’t make you do this.”
My heart jumps. “I just… I don’t exactly know what I’m doing,” I admit, hoping it’s not a turnoff. “But I want to.”
A flash of lust crosses his face. “Are you sure?”
I nod, swallowing the anxiety building in my chest. “I am.”
He grabs my hand, leading me to the master bedroom. “Then we’re going to do this right.”
Something about his words is comforting, calming the nerves rattling in my chest. We step into the bedroom, and he reaches for the light, dimming it.
“Turn it down more,” I say, my voice wavering.
He shakes his head. “Then I won’t be able to see you, Liz, and I want to see you.” Troy turns to me, his fingers finding the hem of my sweatshirt. “I’m going to show you just how fucking beautiful you are.”
I swallow hard and nod, letting him pull it over my head. My black lace bra is on full display, and he leans in, planting kisses along the nape of my neck as he reaches around, unhooking it. I catch my breath as he slides it down my arms, my breasts falling free while he continues to kiss and suck on my skin.
“Your tits are perfect,” he growls as he makes his way to my chest. He runs his tongue around my hard nipple, sending a shooting wave of pleasure straight to my pussy. I let out a moan as he sucks me into his mouth, and instinctually, I begin to rub myself against him.
Growling, he swoops down and lifts me into the air. I wrap my arms around his neck as he carries me to the bed, laying me down. He kisses down my stomach, his fingers tracing along my bare skin. Slowly, he works his fingers around the waistband of my sweats, tugging them and my panties down.
His mouth glides across my soft stomach—something I’m insecure about—but I only wish him further down now. He tosses the remainder of my clothes off to the floor somewhere.
“I just want to make you feel good,” he murmurs, running his fingertips along the tops of my thighs. He leans back, his eyes raking down my body. “You’re so sexy, Liz. Look at these curves.” His eyes darken with a desire that sets every inch of my body on fire. My pussy is throbbing with need for him.
“I want… I want you inside of me,” I say, feeling my face flush.
He smiles wickedly. “Not yet, Liz.” Troy gently spreads my legs, putting me on full display for him. He then undoes the buttons on his dress shirt, peeling it from his muscular body. I take in the sight of his ripped physique—much the opposite of mine. His dark chest hair has silver streaks, which are even more attractive.
Then he strips his pants. My mouth gapes at the sight of him. How is that going to fit in me? His length brushes my leg as he kneels, placing himself between my thighs again. Letting out a growl, he runs his hands down the insides of my thighs and then buries his face in my pussy.
“Oh my god,” I moan, instantly reaching for him as the sensation overwhelms me. I thread my fingers through his hair, tugging as he devours me, his tongue thrumming the entrance of my pussy. I rock my hips against him, my eyes squeezing shut as all I can focus on is the feeling of him.