Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 17761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
“I’ve never felt this way, never even thought it was possible after… everything,” I confessed.
Ash hummed and nipped at my bottom lip before he retreated once again. While still holding my gaze with his, he slid his hand over my side, curled his fingers around me there, and add pressure to tug me closer. But I realized it was me who moved onto his lap, my legs now straddling him on either side.
A moan spilled from my parted lips at how good it felt to be pressed against him. God, how many times had I fantasized about feeling this way? Because I've never felt this before.
“Touch me,” I begged.
Ash shuddered, his erection digging into the soft, intimate area between my legs making me shiver in response. And when his big hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing my stiff nipples, my eyes closed on their own.
I let my head fall back slightly on my neck, my lips parting as I breathed out a moan. My skin felt so sensitive, my breasts heavy, my nipples tingling, almost painful.
“You like this? My touch, Evie?” The way he said my name was so gruff, so masculine, that I moaned again.
I couldn't help it.
“Yes. God, Ash, I’ve never felt anything better.” He groaned harshly in response to my words.
“I’ve never felt anything as good as you, baby, and I never will.” It felt like he said that to himself, like he meant it to be this little secret, but it was now out in the open. “And I’m too selfish to ever let you go, because I need to feel this all the time. With you. Only with you.”
And then he was dragging his lips down my jawline and sucking at the base of my throat. The feel of his scruff moving along my flesh—abrading it—turned me on until I was mindless with arousal.
He ran his tongue up and down my neck, sucking at that little indentation at the base of my throat, then moving and gently nipping at my collarbones.
Curling my hands over his muscular shoulders, I dug my nails into his body, pulling him closer.
I knew one thing: I wanted to go as far as this experience took me, and I never wanted to look back.
Ash leaned back only far enough he could stare into my eyes, and at the question I saw in his, I whispered, “Take me to bed.”
7
EVIE
When I looked at Ash, my heart raced. He didn’t even have to touch me, didn’t have to say one word. Just thinking about him had butterflies fluttering in my stomach, my pulse skyrocketing, and my pussy slickening for this one perfect moment.
How I undressed, I couldn’t really tell you. All I remember was a flurry of movements and flashes of clothing being shed to the floor. But now, I was totally naked, lying on the bed. Slowly, I parted my legs. Ash stood at the footboard, leisurely undressing, watching me with a heavy-lidded gaze.
I wasn’t a virgin, but my knowledge of being intimate was beholden to lackluster experiences with only one other man—the man I had run away from. Yet I felt no shyness with the man before me. He’d made me feel too safe in his presence, too wanted, to worry about any of that.
I opened my arms, silently telling Ash to come to me, to give me what I needed.
Ash was now nude and climbed onto the bed, his body big and hard and stacked with muscles. He had a trimmed, dark covering of chest hair, and another darker trail starting right under his navel that traveled down to the biggest, thickest, and longest dick I could ever imagine.
A small shiver of pleasure snaked down my spine when I saw droplets of precum on Ash’s crown.
I did this to him.
I excited him, his body reacting to me, wanting me.
My head spun with the thought.
Dragging my eyes back to Ash’s face, I saw he looked at me with so much restrained passion it was clear he barely had his control in check.
I knew he would make love to me soft and sweet, but a part of me wanted fierce and raw. I shamelessly stared at him again, checking him out. I admired every hard ridge, dip, and bulge of his muscles... excitement filling me that for this moment in time, he was mine.
My heart jackknifed in my chest.
Ash might’ve had hard edges and a roughness to him, but all I’d witnessed from him myself was soft and gentle, a side that I had a feeling he didn’t show many people. If any.
He groaned as he let his gaze roam over my naked body. That sound coming from him was harsh and gruff, pitched low and full of male need. “I want to make this good for you, baby. I want this to be something you remember.” His voice was deep and breathless, and I felt how much he meant those words. “I want to fuck you so good, so very thoroughly, that you’ll forget every bad experience you’ve ever had.”