Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I parted my lips and at the first touch of his tongue against mine, a rush of arousal squeezed my belly. I gasped again at the sensation, my hands coming up with a mind of their own to rest on his shoulders as I tried to mimic what he was doing with his tongue.
Theo groaned as I licked at him, and his arms were suddenly around me, crushing my breasts to his chest as he deepened the kiss.
Whoa.
Holy … this … this is what I’d been missing out on the whole time?
Losing myself to sensation, I matched him, moaning into his mouth as our kisses turned hungry and desperate.
THEO
I was harder than I’d ever been in my life.
At the first innocent brush of her lips against mine, I swear all the blood in my Neanderthal brain rushed south. I went from half-mast to full at the simple touch of Sarah’s tongue against mine.
I couldn’t explain my visceral reaction to kissing this woman.
And at that moment, I couldn’t give a damn why. I just wanted to experience her.
As she moaned into my mouth, her hands drifting up the nape of my neck to slide her fingers into my hair, any last remnants of rational thinking flew out of my head.
Instead, I pulled her light weight over me until she straddled me, my cock straining against my zipper at her heat.
“Oh.” She broke the kiss, those stunning eyes wide with arousal and questions.
“Don’t,” I practically begged her not to overthink this. “Unless you want to stop.” Please, Christ, do not say you want to stop. I think I might have offered the universe my fucking soul to have Sarah not say she wanted to stop.
“I don’t want to stop,” she murmured, her cheeks flushed.
I reached up to cup her hot cheek, stroking my thumb over her soft skin. “I’m dying to know if that blush covers the entirety of your delectable body.”
Her chest rose and fell with excited breaths, and despite her shyness, she forced out, “I-I suppose you’re about to find out.”
Dear God, she was magnificent.
I wrapped my hand around her nape, my fingers tangling in the silky strands of her hair, as I yanked her mouth to mine. I knew I should take it slow, or if I wasn’t being a total moron, stop altogether, but I couldn’t remember the last time I was this goddamn aroused.
To my surprise, Sarah’s timidity disappeared when she was turned on. She sank into my kiss with eager hunger and rolled her hips, the seam of her jeans rubbing against my cock. Her gasp lit me on fucking fire and I took over the kiss. Needing to touch her, feel her, I slid my hands beneath her sweater and skated my palms up her slender waist to cup her perfect breasts. They filled my palms exquisitely. I wanted them in my mouth. I squeezed them, hard, and Sarah whimpered, her fingers tightening in my hair.
God, this woman. I wanted to fucking devour her.
I broke the kiss, my breathing shallow and rapid. “Take this off.” I tugged at her sweater.
Sarah didn’t hesitate. She seemed as impatient as I to feel everything.
At the sight of her straddling me, in nothing but a demure lacy bra, her hair falling wildly around her shoulders, her cheeks flushed, eyes bright … I honestly didn’t think I’d ever seen anything so beautiful or sexy in my life.
Holding her gaze, I felt her breathing grow labored as I reached around her back to unclasp her bra. Slowly, I peeled the straps down her arms until she was bare to me.
My mouth went dry.
Her breasts were … “I’m not just saying this, love,” I whispered gruffly. “But you have the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen.”
And I meant it. Round and perky with tight, hard, dark rosy nipples that begged for my mouth. A flush spread across her chest at my words and I grinned. “Well, you don’t flush all over, but you certainly do flush in places other than your pretty cheeks.”
That only made her blush harder until I took her tits in my hand and squeezed them.
She made a guttural sound as her back bowed into my touch, and I was lost again. “I want to do filthy things to you, little darling,” I warned against her skin as I trailed kisses between her breasts. “Do you want me to do filthy things to you?”
“Yes, yes,” she panted, arching into me as I wrapped my mouth around her right nipple.
As I tormented the little hard bud, my fingers opened the buttons and zipper on her jeans. Sliding my hand inside, I found the lace edge of her knickers and slipped past those too. I felt the light dusting of hair that told me she wasn’t entirely bare, and her hips jerked with feeling as I expertly found her hot little clit.