Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 112001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 560(@200wpm)___ 448(@250wpm)___ 373(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 560(@200wpm)___ 448(@250wpm)___ 373(@300wpm)
Except he went between her breasts, that hovering touch tracing her sternum.
“I’m such a lucky man,” he said hoarsely.
Her lids flipped open; she couldn’t help herself. It was the hunger in his voice, and sure enough, he was staring at her body with his eyes at half-mast, a very masculine expression of need on his face.
“Look at you.” His fingertip continued on to her belly button. “You make me feel like a man.”
Reaching out, she put her hands on his face and tilted it back so their eyes met. “That’s because you are one.”
She pressed her lips to his, and he kissed her back, licking his way into her mouth. The sensations were achingly familiar, and yet new every time, the warmth and the slick plying a kind of drug that relaxed the tension in her shoulders—and relocated it in a coil in her gut.
“Close your eyes some more,” he murmured. “Feel me…”
Giving herself over to him, she trembled as he followed the path of where his finger had gone with his lips, kissing her jaw, her throat… that collarbone. Her breath got unbearably tight as the whispering nuzzles went between her breasts.
There was a pause. That seemed to last a hundred years.
“Please,” she begged.
“Well, when you put it like that, so politely…”
Her gasp was loud as he dropped the slow-and-sweet and went right to licking her nipple. He did that again, his tongue laving up the taut tip, and then he sucked her into his mouth. While he worked her, his hands moved to the undersides of both breasts and he pressed them together. Then it was a case of back and forth, from one to the other, the pulls and releases teasing her and satiating her by turns.
All she knew was Daniel. The sensations were so good, grounding her in the present between them, shutting out the world for a short period of time. And he knew that she needed this respite. Sleep was going to be impossible, but this erotic reset? It was going to give her the break she needed.
So she could face whatever was waiting for them on the other side of their bedroom door, on the other side of this intense slice of privacy.
He took his time with her breasts.
When he finally retracted his mouth, she moaned in protest, and he laughed softly. “Lie back.”
She obeyed without hesitation—and was gifted with his broad, warm palms on the tops of her thighs. Going slowly, he stroked his way up to her hip bones and rubbed his thumbs over the wings of her pelvis—and then he was parting her knees.
His lips were a soft, searching caress on the inside of one and then the other. Nipping her with his teeth, he licked away the tingle—and this was the way he moved higher and higher to the core of her. In response, she was all liquid for him, the heat redoubling in her sex as he closed in with aching deliberation—
Out of rank frustration, she lifted one leg and let it fall out to the side on the mattress, exposing all of herself to his eyes. His touch.
His mouth.
The air was cool against her, and the anticipation made her lungs burn.
“I’m going to taste you,” he drawled.
Except he didn’t. He just nuzzled into the thigh she’d angled so wide.
“Daniel…”
“Hmm?” He lifted his head, lips trailing up and off her skin. “Oh, sorry. You’re right. I’m losing focus.”
But instead of sealing his mouth on her, his hands went to her breasts, cupping them, thumbing her nipples. And meanwhile, he was still on her thigh—
Rolling her hips, she begged him again. Or at least that was her intention. Some sounds were certainly coming out of her, rising up her throat and hitting the sexually charged airwaves between them—but she couldn’t recognize the words. Maybe her hearing was going?
“Now I want you to look at me.”
As his voice registered, her lids popped open and she lifted her head.
Daniel was staring up at her from between her thighs, and when their eyes met, he extended his tongue, dropped his head… and lapped right up the center of her. Then he went back and did it again. And a third time with the stroke—
Now, he licked all the way free, the sight of his slick tongue leaving her sex sending her right over the edge.
The orgasm swept through her and she let herself feel all of it: The delicious snapping release, the rhythmic pulses deep inside of her, the fulfillment—
He entered her with his fingers, the penetration stretching her. “Keep coming for me—”
“Again…?” she said hoarsely.
“Yes, again. Always—”
Part of that last word was absorbed by her flesh, the vibration teasing the top of her slit.
After that, there wasn’t any more talking.
His mouth was busy doing other things.
And she was busy gasping his name.