Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Adding one digit, I keep my mouth on her clit as I slowly stroke in and out of her, giving her time to adjust before adding a second. That’s when her legs wrap around my neck, and her back arches off the bed.
I grin as I suck her clit into my mouth, loving the way she pulls at my hair, and her legs quiver. I want her to fall to pieces. My fingers curl, and I suck a little harder on her clit, my tongue stroking her.
She grips onto my hair.
Her legs tremble around my head.
Her back arches.
My cock throbs.
I moan because, knowing I’m the one giving her this pleasure, it’s a major fucking turn-on.
“Merrick!” she screams as she finds her release. Her pussy pulses around my fingers as she soaks my hand, which is about to be my cock. This woman, she’s my future. She’s my forever.
I don’t pull out or remove my mouth until her body sags into the mattress. Only then do I pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I move up her body, my cock nestled over her pussy. Her wetness coats me.
“I’m about to embarrass myself, baby,” I admit.
She huffs out a laugh. “You’ve earned it.”
“You’re beautiful.”
Her eyes soften. She opens her mouth to say something but quickly swallows. “Thank you.”
“Look at you, accepting a compliment.” I kiss between her breasts.
“I don’t want to give you a reason to stop this,” she admits.
“I’m not stopping, Court. Not unless you tell me to.”
“No.” She wraps her legs around my waist, locking them in place at her ankles. “I’m not letting you go.”
I’m never letting you go.
I’m in love with you.
I should tell her. The words sit on the tip of my tongue, but I don’t want to tell her like this. Not when we’re about to have sex. Sure, I’m making love to her, but I don’t want her to think it’s a confession from the heat of the moment. When I tell her, she’ll know without a doubt that my love for her has no bounds and that she’s it for me.
“Make love to me, Merrick.”
“My pleasure, baby.” Reaching between us, I grip my cock and guide myself inside her. I hiss out a breath. “So warm.” She lifts her hips, causing me to slide further inside her. “I’m taking this slow. Savoring the moment.”
“I want you.”
Her words ignite a fire inside me, and I push all the way in until my balls are resting against her ass. “You have me,” I tell her. She has no idea how true those words are. She has more than my cock; she has my heart, my soul, and every other piece of me.
“For this to work, you need to move,” she teases, her voice raspy and sexy as fuck.
“I don’t know what it feels like for you, but you're so fucking warm, and I can feel your pussy gripping my cock. I’m trying to get a handle on myself.”
“Don’t. I want you wild and uncontrolled.”
“You make me feel wild and out of control,” I confess.
“Good. We’re even. Take what you need, Merrick. I want this. I want you.”
Bowing my head, I pull out and push back in. Slowly, I build a steady rhythm, all the while trying to keep from coming too soon. I never want this to end. This feeling of being inside her. I want this connection to last forever.
With each thrust, her pussy grips me tighter. She grows wetter. “There,” she moans.
“You gonna come again for me, gorgeous?” I ask the question as I pull out and push back in.
A little harder.
A little faster.
Each thrust grows with intensity. “There. Ri—Right there. Yes. Yes. Yes!” she screams, and the most amazing, incredible out-of-this-world feeling in my life presents itself. The woman I love falls apart on my cock, squeezing me like a vise, and I can’t hold back. I call out her name, as I release inside her. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolls through me, and my girl, she takes every drop.
My chest is heaving. My lips find hers, and I try to show her what I’m feeling with my kiss. I try to show her that she’s my everything. I need her to understand that this is our forever. More nights like this.
Slowly, I pull out of her and climb from the bed. “Come here.” She does as I ask and slides toward the end of the bed. I lift her into my arms. “We need a shower, then sleep.”
“Shower, then sleep,” she agrees.
However, once I get into the bathroom, I decide we need a bath instead. I engage the drain on the tub and run the water. “I don’t have anything that I’m sure you use, like bath salts or whatever, but the water will be warm.”
“It’s fine. I don’t need that.”