Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Knuckles’s breath was deep and even, his unblinking gaze hard on me. I loved the way his focus was solely on me. With slow, deliberate movements, he shifted his attention to the nightstand beside the bed. He pulled out a pack of condoms and took one out.
“Ain’t sure this first time’s gonna last beyond the second I get inside you, but I promise you I will rebound and you will come.” I would have chuckled at his words except I found I needed the reassurance. Somehow, this man… knew. He knew my insecurities. Did he know he’d given me the first orgasm I’d ever had by a hand other than my own?
“I don’t think that’s going to be an issue.” I reached for him, wanting this with every fiber of my being. His powerful body was an aphrodisiac on its own. The tattoos. With him naked before me now, I noticed the shattered chain ink winding around his hip. He noticed my gaze.
“You’re staring,” he said, his voice rough with need as he sheathed himself.
“Can you blame me?” I whispered, my gaze roaming back up his body to meet his eyes. The intensity I found there nearly stole my breath. “You’re… breathtaking.”
He moved back onto the bed with predatory grace, lowering himself over me once more. Sweat slickened his skin and I knew he was as turned-on as I was. The feeling of his skin against mine, all that hard muscle and heat, made me whimper. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he lowered himself to me, bracing himself on one, powerful arm. He guided his cock to my entrance before lying fully on top of me. I squirmed, trying to impale myself on him, but he snarled at me.
“Hold still,” he bit out. “I’m hangin’ on by a fuckin’ thread here.” Still, his hips snapped forward, making the head of his dick stretch my entrance but not quite penetrate. “Motherfuck.” He tensed, shuddering above me. “Fuckin’ embarrassin’,” he muttered before shaking his head. Fine droplets of sweat flung from his shaggy hair.
“Please,” I whimpered. “If it’s too much, you can come in my mouth.”
“Goddamnit, woman!” His eyes were wide and wild. The man looked like he was on the verge of losing his shit. “Don’t say shit like that! I’m about to blow my fuckin’ load before I even fuckin’ get inside you!”
In answer, I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched my back, dragging him just that little bit closer. His dick pushed through my entrance, stretching me deliciously before he stopped.
Knuckles roared before shoving himself as deep as he could go inside me, and I sucked in a breath. I had a moment of panic. He stretched me almost uncomfortably, but just shy of pain. The burn added to my pleasure in a way I’d never expected. Now I was the one breaking into a sweat.
Instantly, he stilled. “Did I hurt you?”
“W-What?” I looked up at him in confusion, the haze of lust making it hard to think. “NO!” I cleared my throat and tried again. “No, Knuckles. You didn’t hurt me. Not at all.”
“I ain’t done this in a long fuckin’ time.” I knew the admission wasn’t something he’d wanted me to know. The fact he went outside his comfort zone and made himself vulnerable settled something inside me I didn’t know was uneasy.
“I have,” I said, looking up at him with what I was sure were wide, wild eyes. “And it’s never felt like this.”
“Christ, don’t I know it.” His muttered reply held a wealth of relief. The tension in his shoulders was still there, but I thought it was more from exertion than him being unsure about what we were doing. Knuckles settled his weight fully on top of me. I was surprised at how good it felt to have his big, hair-roughened body pinning me to the bed, but it was as delicious as the rest of this experience. He rested his forehead against mine with a shattered groan and shuddered above me again. “You ready?”
I couldn’t help the smile even though I knew he probably couldn’t see it. “I think I’ve been waiting for this moment since…” I trailed off, unsure. “This is what I’ve always been looking for.”
He kissed me gently. Then with more passion. “You sure I didn’t hurt you? You’re OK with me on top of you?”
“I wasn’t sure how I’d like this position, but this experience is so far removed from any other situation I’ve ever been in, it’s not even the same act.” I meant every word too. Sex had never been like this. Of course, I’d used sex as a weapon. And that was never something I’d desired. Ever. This, though… “I can’t imagine you taking me any other way, Knuckles.” I reached up to stroke his face with my fingers before whispering, “Please don’t stop.”