Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
He moves to tease me again, kissing down my body. He licks and nips my heated skin like we have all night, his tongue curving over all the most sensitive places before he moves up and concentrates on my clit.
With the tortuous need overwhelming me, I practically beg him, “I want you to fuck me.”
He groans in response and leaves an opened mouth kiss on my inner thigh. “I want you too,” he whispers as his body hovers over mine. I lift my legs to wrap them around his waist. That's when the tip of his cock makes contact with my entrance. A shiver moves over my body from head to toe.
In a swift motion he pushes inside me. I let out a moan into the crook of his neck as the pleasure runs through me, every nerve ending lighting with a roaring flame. I hook my feet behind his back, pulling him in faster, urging him for more and more. He takes it slow, though, filling me and making the pleasure so much deeper.
He holds himself over me, not putting too much weight on me while he presses himself against me. I hook my arms around his neck and pull him down into a kiss. It takes my breath away to feel him everywhere like this, even inside me, while he explores me with his tongue and his lips and moans into my mouth.
“Fuck, Renee,” he says, his breath heating up my neck. He turns his head and drags his mouth over the same spot. “This is all I've ever wanted.”
My heart beats even faster. I push myself back against him, arching my back to get the most contact I possibly can. This is all I've ever wanted, too, even before I knew I wanted it. I've never felt so much pleasure tingling down to my fingertips and my toes. I think it can't get any better until Griffin slides his hand down my waist and finds my clit with his fingertips.
I get lost in the heat and pleasure, throwing my head back and letting out every feeling in moans that I couldn't stop if I wanted to.
Griffin kisses my neck. “That's it, you dirty little tease. I want to feel you come. I need this so fucking bad.”
My orgasm grows until I'm moving against his fingers and against his cock, and then it reaches a peak.
I don't feel anything but him all the way through my orgasm. My entire body trembles as I crash into the waves of my release. Griffin holds me tighter against him, his hips moving faster, chasing his own climax just after mine. He pulses inside of me and all the while his lips brush against the crook of my neck. My heartbeat slowly falls as I take account of just how fucking intense it all was.
When he's done, he turns me over, cleans us up and lays me on the pillows, then lies down next to me and kisses my jaw. I turn my head and kiss him back. I think he might catch his breath after a second and maybe lie down to rest, but the longer I kiss him, the longer he kisses me back. Until sleep finds us both.
Griffin
The morning comes too soon, and I wake up thinking it's all been a hell of a dream.
When I open my eyes enough to see that Renee is actually in my bed, cuddled up against me and fast asleep, a smile stretches across my face. I’m careful not to move too much and disturb her.
Holy shit.
She’s fucking beautiful too. Sleeping soundly, her chest rises and falls with every peaceful breath. I close my eyes again and let myself float in the memories from last night. Renee practically jumped on me when we got inside. My cock hardens as I remember her hands on me, tugging at my clothes, and going after exactly what she wanted.
Her entire body was telling me how much she wanted me, from her slim hips to her thighs wrapping around my waist to the way she lifted herself up to get my lips on more of her.
Damn, last night was fucking good.
Renee doesn't seem anywhere close to waking up, so I get out of bed as slowly and carefully as I can and take a few seconds to look at her.
The sun's just coming up, and Renee looks beautiful in the early morning light. Her auburn hair is a messy halo all over my pillow and her lips are just slightly parted while she dreams.
I tiptoe into my closet and throw on sweatpants and a sweatshirt, then go quietly into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. Neither of us is scheduled to be at the bar until later, so there's no rush to wake her up.