Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
He didn’t stop moving until we were back at his house, and he tossed me on his bed, his eyes still on fire as he leaned over me.
I couldn’t help the laugh escaping my lips as I looked up at him. “You know I let you take me away like that. If I wanted to, I could have stopped you.”
He smirked, leaning over me so I could practically taste the whiskey still on his lips from his drink while talking to Mac. “I’d like to see you try.”
I barely let him get the last words out before I went for a modified upa technique. With his palms pressed against the mattress, all I had to do was combine a bridge with a thigh bump to his butt, breaking his posture forward. Once he was close enough, I secured his arm to my chest and swung my leg over his on the same side. Then I bridged my hips as high as I could go before rolling to the side to get on top of him.
Instead of looking scared or even impressed, there was a lusty haze behind his eyes as his fingers traced up my arms. “That was fucking hot.”
“Yeah? You need me to beat you up some more?” I teased with a laugh, leaning over so my words fell onto his lips.
“Only if you’re beating up my cock with that greedy pussy of yours because this is a perfect angle,” he said with a growl, his hands cupping my butt.
“Since I’ve never ridden before, I might need you to guide me,” I whispered, placing the lightest kiss on his lips.
“You better not have.” He swatted one of my butt cheeks, just hard enough that I felt the soft sting. “Your pussy is all mine.”
I loved when he got all possessive, even though there had never been anyone else before him. But it was definitely a two-way street. “And your dick had better be all mine from now on.”
“It damn well is, Stella,” he agreed fiercely. “You’re the only woman I want. The only one I need. Fuck, the only one I even see.”
“Those are some pretty words for my gruff biker.” I swiveled my hips, feeling a surge of confidence at his confession. “I think you deserve a reward for them.”
He groaned. “Hell yeah, baby.”
He sealed his words by crushing his lips to mine, our tongues tangling as I pressed my body against him. I felt every hard edge, including his thick dick that was notched against my core.
His hands roamed over my body, pushing the cut off my shoulders, then peeling away my shirt and bra before tossing them somewhere on the side of the bed. I gasped into his mouth when his hands went to my breasts, his fingers slowly circling my nipples as they peaked into hardened buds.
I moaned, wanting to feel more of him, the friction building as I pushed my clothed pussy closer to his hardened length.
He chuckled, only slightly breaking our kiss. “Slow down, baby. This ride isn’t a race. We can’t just get you right on my cock. Your tight pussy needs to be warmed up for me first, or else you’ll feel me in a way that’ll truly hurt, and I never want that.”
I already felt hot enough to combust, and my pussy was beyond wet, but I was intrigued by what he wanted to do to get me ready. “How’re you going to warm me up?”
“It’s not what I’m gonna do.” Heat flared in his green orbs. “It’s what you’re gonna do.”
My eyes widened. “Me?”
“Yup.” He undid the clasp on my pants before tugging them down my hips. Then he lifted me to drag the material down my legs and tossed them onto the floor. Once that was done, he grasped one of my wrists and inched my hand down to my pussy. “Touch yourself while I watch.”
His gaze was riveted on the space between my legs as I circled my clit with my index finger through my panties. I felt a feminine thrill as his dick hardened even more beneath me. Biting my bottom lip, I slipped my hand beneath the cotton material and continued to tease myself until I was close to the edge.
“Fucking hell, baby. That’s sexy as fuck. Not sure how I haven’t come already with the view you’re givin’ me.” He sat up slightly, his fingers trailing from my breasts and into my panties. With just the slightest brush of his thumb over my pussy lips, I whimpered, wanting nothing more than to feel him. To release the pressure quickly building.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured, sliding one finger inside me.
“Connor, please,” I panted.
I wanted nothing between us. I was desperate to feel him inside me, but once he added his thumb to my clit, all my sanity left, and I was a whimpering pile of want. I pushed my body closer, fucking his hand as I thrust my hips over and over to meet him.