Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
We continued to kiss, and as I held her close to my chest, the moment I had waited for finally happened. She shifted her hips, grinding against my growing erection as her heated moan shuddered through her chest. I gave her hair a gentle tug, then lowered my mouth to her ear and whispered, “Tell me, Jules. I won’t touch you again until you do.”
Her eyes met mine as she placed the palm of her hand on my cheek. “I want this... I want you.”
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, I was done. I kissed her once more, long and hard, then pulled my t-shirt over my head. I watched as her hungry eyes dropped to my chest. While gnawing her bottom lip, she ran her fingertips over my muscles and trailed them along my ink and down my abdomen. She reached my waist and made quick work of my belt and fly, then started to tug at my jeans.
Leaning down, I lifted her into my arms and cradled her against my bare chest as I carried her over to my bed. Carefully, I lowered her onto the mattress, then slipped off her boots. Jules lay perfectly still as my hands reached for the waistband of her leggings, slowly easing them, along with her white lace panties, down her long legs. With every inch of exposed skin, I could feel the blood surge to my cock.
My voice was strained with need as I whispered, “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about this moment.”
“I’ve thought about it, too.”
“You’ve thought about me fucking you?”
“Um-hmm,” she muttered with a nod. “I’ve thought about it a lot.”
“Christ, woman. You’re killing me.”
Jules’ eyes never left mine as I pulled off her top and ran my fingers along the lace cup of her bra. Her back stiffened with apprehension. Fearing I was moving too fast, I took my time shifting the soft fabric from her breast, then kept my eyes trained on hers as I took her nipple firmly in my mouth.
She arched towards me, signaling that she wanted more as I swirled my tongue around her sensitive flesh that begged for more. Damn. She felt so good, tasted so good. It was nearly impossible to keep myself from completely losing it. Needing more, I trailed my mouth down past her navel, and her moans filled the room as I kissed and nipped at her soft, delicate skin.
I settled between her legs, and her breath hitched when I slipped my finger deep inside, rubbing against her g-spot, slow and steady. Her little sighs and whimpers urged me on as I nipped and sucked along the inside of her thigh—just inches away from where she really wanted me to be.
“Quinton,” she fussed as she lifted her hips. Giving her what she pleaded for, I clamped my mouth down on her clit and moved my finger back and forth, grazing over her g-spot. I knew I was giving her exactly what she needed when her head thrashed back and she shouted, “Oh, God... Yes!”
“That’s right. Come for me, baby.”
I continued teasing that spot that was driving her to the edge as I tormented her with my tongue. She whispered my name over and over as she spasmed around my fingers. She was still in the throes of her release when I pulled my wallet out of my back pocket and grabbed a condom. I dropped my jeans and boxers to the floor, kicking them off along with my boots, then rolled the condom on. Once I was settled back between her legs, I slipped my hands under her and pulled her close.
Fuck.
She looked so damn beautiful with her long, blonde hair flowing around her shoulders and that wanton look in her eyes. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I inched towards her, raking my cock across her center. I ached to be deep inside her, and when I saw the lust flash through her eyes, I had no doubt Jules was feeling the same way.
With one quick thrust, I drove deep inside her.
She engulfed me, warm and wet, and it felt unbelievably good. I couldn’t move. I needed a second to get my shit together, or I’d be done before I ever got started. After a deep breath, I regained my focus, then withdrew and buried myself in her again and again. Relishing the sensation, my tortured growl echoed through the room as she raked her nails down my back.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good.”
A slight hiss slipped through her teeth as I drove into her again and again—each time a bit faster and unforgiving. Her chest rose and fell as she tried to steady her breath, each gasp of air sounding more desperate than the last. “Quinton!”
Shifting her hips upward, her tight body gripped firmly around my cock. I rocked my hips forward, sending an intense heat coursing through my body. I burned for her, every inch of me, and as I drove deeper inside her, I only yearned for more. I’d never felt anything like it.