Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“Oh, yeah? You like watching me sleep?” she teases.
“I’ll do that too. After I’ve tasted every inch of your skin,” I say, trailing kisses down her neck.
“I like this plan.”
“Me too, baby. I like it a whole hell of a lot.” Stepping back, I reach behind my head for the neck of my T-shirt and pull it off, letting it fall to the floor. “Your turn.” I smile at her. I’d love nothing more than to strip her out of her clothes, but I know my girl, and she’d want to reciprocate, and I can’t have her hands on me. Not yet. I’m barely maintaining control at the thought of her pussy gripping my cock.
“Like this?” she asks, lifting the hem of her shirt and tugging it over her head.
“Yeah,” I reply, my voice thick.
I reach for the button on my shorts as she takes a step forward. “Need some help?”
“No.” I huff out a laugh. “Baby, I want your hands on me. I do. But if you touch me right now, I’m going to lose it.”
“You mean my hands on you are going to make you lose control?” She tilts her head to the side. “That’s not a bad thing.”
“It is when all I can think about is coming with your pussy gripping my cock.”
Her chest rapidly rises and falls with each breath. “Yeah, we could do that too,” she murmurs, licking her lips.
“Naked, baby. I need you naked.” She nods and slips out of her shorts. I stand still as I watch her.
She’s standing before me in nothing but a green pair of lace panties and a matching bra. I can’t tell from the dim lighting, but I know that the matching set brings out the color of her eyes. Her long red hair hangs down her back, and a flash of me gripping the long locks while taking her from behind plays out like a movie reel in my mind.
“What are you thinking right now?”
“About you.”
“What about me, specifically?” she asks.
“That’s for another time,” I tell her. I can’t take her like a savage who’s been deprived of pussy for far too long our first time together.
“Tell me, Grayson. No secrets, right?”
Fuck. She’s got me there. I swallow hard and tell her exactly what I was thinking.
“That. Let’s do that,” she breathes.
“Laken, babe, we have plenty of time for that. Tonight, I want to worship you. Savor the first time I get to be inside you.”
“We have all night. I ache for you, Grayson. I need you now. You can savor all you want later. Right now, I need you.” She reaches behind her back and releases the clasp on her bra. My eyes track her every move as she slides the straps over her shoulders before letting the green lace fall to the floor.
“You’re perfect.” My voice sounds foreign even to my own ears as I fight the desire coursing through my veins. I watch with rapt attention as she slips her index fingers on either side of her tiny green lace panties and pushes them to the floor.
“Gray?” She hums. “I need you.”
It’s as if her words start a fire under my ass as I strip off the rest of my clothes. My hands shake as I reach for her. I slide one arm around her waist, pulling her into my embrace, and the other slips behind her neck as I crush my lips to hers.
Her naked body feels like silk pressed against mine. My hand that’s holding her close slides free of her waist and travels to her pussy.
Before I can slide a finger inside her, she’s stepping back. I watch as she climbs up on my bed, settles on all fours, and looks back at me. “Take me, Grayson.”
“Fuck,” I mutter. “I need to get you there first. You’re always first.”
“I’m there, Grayson. Trust me. I’m there. The way you’re looking at me, I think I could come from that alone, but I don’t want to. I want you inside me when I do.”
“Condom,” I say, more to myself than to her. Stalking to my dresser, I reach into my sock drawer and pull out the box that I bought a couple of weeks ago and tear it open.
“Sock drawer?” she questions. There’s laughter in her voice. I love that even with the desire that we both feel in this moment, that we can still laugh and have fun.
“Twin daughters,” I remind her, tearing open the small packet and rolling the condom over my cock.
“Good plan,” she agrees.
Climbing onto the bed, I settle behind her, gripping her hips. “You sure this is what you want?”
“Now, Grayson,” she playfully scolds.
With shaking hands, I align myself at her entrance and push forward. “So wet,” I breathe as my cock slides in easily. “So tight.” I pull out and thrust in again, my hands on her hips. “You okay, baby?”