Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“Turn over and I’ll rub you down.”
Hell no!
When I shake my head, he says, “Nonnegotiable.”
I press my lips together and flip over onto my front before resting the side of my head against my stacked hands. As he shifts closer, the heat of his body drifts over me and I squeeze my eyes tight, needing to block out how good his nearness feels.
He picks up one thick braid before doing the same to the other. I expect him to sweep them aside so they’re out of the way, but that’s not what he does. My eyes snap open as he carefully wraps the length of my hair around his hand until it gently tugs at my scalp and I have no choice but to lift my head and meet his gaze.
Only when he has my full attention, does he say, “You need to understand that I can be gentle, like when I licked your pussy and took your virginity.” A whimper leaves my lips as he continues to wind my braids around his palm so I have to arch my neck and upper back. “Or I can be forceful.” Almost tenderly, he brushes his lips against mine as I strain toward him. “I know you like it both ways and I enjoy giving it to you. You might not believe this, but we’re the same. A perfect match.”
I whimper as his grip tightens, and his mouth grazes the column of my throat. As soon as his hold loosens, my head drops to the towel. I pant and shake as arousal crashes through me. He sweeps my braids to the side before casually dropping a kiss against my shoulder like he didn’t just ignite an inferno in my bikini bottoms.
I draw in an unsteady breath but keep my lips pressed together when he tugs the string at my neck and then the one in the middle of my back before pushing the ties aside, leaving the length of my spine completely exposed. Not that my bikini top offered much in the way of protection, but without it, I feel strangely defenseless.
And with this boy, that’s exactly where I always find myself.
At his mercy.
Kingsley starts at the top of my shoulders, kneading them, working his thumbs deep into the tissue before moving lower. Every once in a while, his touch vanishes, and I hear the shake of the bottle before the warmth of his hands returns to my skin. The way he touches me is both calming and seductive all at the same time. It doesn’t take long before my body is sinking into the towel, relaxing beneath the movement of his fingers.
When he reaches the soft globes of my ass, he pulls and kneads the muscles. Another bolt of excitement slams into me as I recall the way he touched me the day I played hooky. A groan leaves my lips before I can stop it.
“Feel good?” he asks. The scrape of his voice swirls around me, only heightening the desire that rushes through me.
“Yes.” Dangerously good.
His teeth sink into my warm flesh, setting off another burst of arousal deep in my core. I hold my breath, wondering if he’ll pull the bottoms aside and touch me the same way. As taboo as it was, I loved it. Disappointment courses through me when his hands drift lower, stroking lotion onto the back of my legs until he arrives at my feet.
He gives my ass a light slap. “All done with your backside, flip over.”
I am so ridiculously turned on right now that I no longer care if I’m practically naked in front of him. I twist onto my back so that the sun’s rays hit my front. His gaze wanders over the length of me before he grabs the lotion and squirts a drop onto his palm before rubbing his hands together. My thighs clench as I watch him from behind my sunglasses.
He starts with one arm before moving to the other, kneading my flesh until I’m once again limp beneath his touch. As his fingers stroke along my collarbone, my heartbeat picks up speed, waiting for him to play with my breasts. They ache for the contact. I bow my back as his fingers dance along my ribcage, but he ignores the silent invitation. Instead, he grabs more lotion and works it deep into the tissue of my belly. Discontentment grows as I writhe beneath him, unable to stand another moment of this torment. It’s all I can do not to scream out my frustration.
When a chuckle slides from his curved lips, I realize that all of this sweet torture is intentional. He’s deliberately trying to drive me over the edge. His mouth dips to my breast as he presses a chaste kiss against the erect tip. Then he moves to the other side and does the same.