Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
“What are you doing?” he said, tilting my head up to meet his eyes.
“Just trying to get comfortable.”
“Well, you’re making me uncomfortable.”
I looked up at him, resting my chin on his chest and blinking innocently up at him. “Sorry.”
He stared hard at me before looking back at the screen, where Han and Leia were very slowly coming together for their first kiss. I rested my head on his chest for a second before sliding even more slowly down his body as I brought my hand to his inner thigh, dragging it up toward his hardening cock.
I’d just slid my hand into his pants when he reached down and grabbed my hand, pulling me up to him. “I knew it.”
I grinned up at him. “Dammit. I was counting on Star Wars to keep you distracted.”
“How much do you think Star Wars can keep me when you’re working on me like that?” He pulled me back up and kissed me hard. Leaving the TV on, he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom as I reached down to pull his shirt off, continuing to kiss him hungrily. I’d planned on taking control, this once, but he handled me with so much gentleness, and I’d trusted him so deeply that I found myself diving headfirst into his dominance, allowing him to bring me to levels of arousal and pleasure I’d never experienced before.
In the room, we ripped off each other’s clothes with so much avarice that someone walking by might think that we were devouring each other. When he’d gotten my shirt off, I bent forward to press my lips to his chest, peppering kisses down his body as I pushed him back toward the bed. Soon enough I found myself on my knees in front of him, my hands working quickly to undo the buckle on his jeans.
I’d sucked him off before, usually as a way to wake him up in the mornings when I felt him pressing into me, but I hardly ever got the chance to enjoy him, to take my time with it before he was pulling me up and practically jumping on me. Not that I complained, but I loved every part of fucking him, and sometimes I just wanted to enjoy this part.
When I took him into my mouth, my eyes fluttered closed at the heady, musky taste of him, and he groaned as he thrust in. He reached down and wove his fingers into my hair, and I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock—the part I couldn’t get into my mouth—as I massaged the head with my lips and gums and tongue. He moaned deeper at that, and I opened my mouth to try to take him even deeper, feeling him tickle the back of my throat. He was big enough that it took effort to continue working him with my mouth, but there was no way I was going to admit defeat.
I reached down with my other hand to play with myself, moaning around him when I felt how wet I was. Giving him pleasure had become as much of a pleasure for me as having him any other way, and I wanted him to know that.
Too soon, I was being pulled up to face him, and he spun me around so that I was lying back on the bed with him backing me up, slowly. My legs parted for him automatically, and we found ourselves back in the same position we’d been in before, but with his comforting weight on top of me.
“I need to feel you around me when I come,” he said into my ear, his voice lowered into a growl. If it were possible to get even more turned on, that sentence had just turned me up to eleven.
I wrapped my ankles around his back, and he thrust into me so hard that I almost came at that second. As it was, I knew it wouldn’t be long.
There were no words for the way that my body responded to him and the way he always seemed to get these reactions for me without fail.
He stilled inside of me, allowing me to adjust, but even though his size was something that always brought me to the edge of the good kind of insanity, I knew I’d go insane if he didn’t start moving soon.
I brought my hands up, pushing on his shoulders so that we were rolling over. With me on top of him, it brought him even deeper, and I groaned into his mouth at the feeling. I began to ride him, leaning forward and placing my hands on his shoulders for balance.
Without warning, he sat up, clasping me close to him as he kissed me, telling me without words that he planned on devouring me every way he could.