Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 62772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
I felt his hands exploring, taking extra time on my breast. He expertly teased my nipples taut by massaging them with his fingers, then his tongue. My back arched as he sprinkled both breasts with kisses, sucking and biting along the way. I stretched my arm down, grazing his thick cock with the tips of my fingers. He looked up and grinned.
“Find something you like down there?” he asked.
I felt his cock move against me as I stroked him again. I was instantly wet with anticipation, barely able to hold it together as he continued past my breasts, licking a trail down my stomach. He stopped just above my clit, and my heart raced, feeling his hot breath between my thighs As he spread my legs, he found a spot on my inner thigh and moved his tongue up to my core slowly while I nearly died inside.
“Landon,” I panted, “you’re driving me crazy.”
“Now you know how I feel,” he laughed, moving to the other leg.
It was his turn to moan when I grasped his hair in my hand, tugging slightly. Shit, this man was going to make me explode. His tongue danced around my clit while I wiggled beneath him. Pushing my knees wide, he buried his face into the wetness, claiming me as his. I was afraid I would come instantly as he explored me further, sucking and kissing, continuing to move his tongue in and out, bringing me right to the point of no return and then backing off again.
“Please,” I implored. “Please fuck me. I can’t hold on anymore.”
“I think you can wait just a bit more.” He came up for air, simply to tease me more.
Wrapping his hands around to my backside, he grabbed my ass, causing my hips to move closer to his mouth, where he was completely enjoying making me squirm. I could feel my heart beating in my chest, warmth flowing throughout. I grabbed the sides of the bed, pulling the sheets into my hands. Coaxing myself to breathe, I begged one more time. This time, he complied.
Moving to his knees again, he met my eyes, and I completely drowned in his. He brought the tip of his cock to my opening, and I groaned again. Thankfully, he gave in, and I felt him enter me fully.
I opened my legs wider but tightened my pelvic muscles. I felt his cock shudder inside me. We moved in sync, slowly at first. I wrapped my arms around the back of his and held on as he moved in and out of me. Completely lost in the moment, I lost track of time. The push and pull of our bodies kept me at full attention, ready to explode at any moment. He was in complete control. Suddenly, he began moving quicker, deeper inside me, and I felt myself climaxing with a roar. Not able to hold on any longer, I came with an intensity I’d never felt before, with him following closely behind. He collapsed beside me, sweat beading off our skin. Happy. In an instant, I knew he was the one for me.
“Wow,” I panted. “Wow.”
“For a writer, that’s an embarrassing lack of words,” he teased.
“Yes, well. I’m just describing it the way I see it.”
He laughed out loud and pulled me over to him. I laid my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and wondering if life could get any better. I felt him kiss the top of my head, his fingers tracing my breasts lightly. My nipples responded again. If he kept touching me like this, we might not leave the bedroom for a while. Good thing I was in between jobs. As my hands danced across his stomach, I decided two could play this game.
I woke again in the middle of the night. I wasn’t sure what time it was or when we’d finally reached our limit of sex for the night. It felt good to be back in his arms, like something had shifted between us. We needed to figure out the bumps from yesterday morning, but if I started thinking about that now, I would lie here awake the rest of the night. With the weight of his body next to mine, his gentle snores eased me back to sleep. I didn’t wake again until morning, and unlike the day before, he was still in bed with me.
Yawning, I saw him watching me out of the corner of my eye. “How long have you been staring at me? You know that’s a little creepy, right?”
“Or it’s incredibly romantic.” He grinned, leaning toward me for a quick kiss. “And not long. I just woke up a few minutes ago. Did you get any sleep, or did my snoring keep you up?”
“I slept better than I have in a long time. Apparently, the key is hours of sex before bedtime.” I blushed even as I said it.