Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
I might die if I’m not inside her—now.
“Fuck,” I grit out; my throat feels rough, like I’ve swallowed gravel.
The buildup to this moment has been excruciating, but now that we are finally here, I don’t want to stop. I pull back for a second before I descend again . . .
The kiss intensifies. We both need more. I glide my fingers down the exposed skin of her neck, dipping down her collar and trailing over the swell of her breast.
“I need you. Now.” I pull away from her, take her hand in mine, and set off. I’m not sure where I’m going, but I need to find a place for us to be alone.
Finally, I spot a door and throw it open. I’m lucky it wasn’t locked, and I’m even luckier when I see a table in the middle of the room.
I turn toward her, pick her up in my arms, and place her on the table.
My hands lift the hem of her dress until it bunches at her waist. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I close the small distance between us and kiss her, then I deepen the kiss. Our mouths collide in a frenzy of passion. “Fuck,” I say against her lips as I stop kissing her.
“What’s wrong?” Her fingers tighten in my hair as she tilts my face down to look at her.
“I don’t have a condom.”
One hand drops to caress my jaw, her soft fingers trailing across my skin. “I’m on the pill and have never had sex without one.”
“Me either,” I admit before lifting my brow. “You sure?”
“Yes, please. I need you,” she rasps, and with my free hand, I unzip my pants, stroking myself from root to tip.
The sound of the party drifts across the air, reminding me I don’t have time to worship her.
That’s a shame because I would give anything to take my time with her, enjoy every second, and make her come as many times as I can.
My heart jolts in my chest as I press myself against her heat. She’s so goddamn wet, I can’t wait to sink inside her.
Soon, but not yet.
I swirl the head of my dick on her clit, then at her entrance, collecting the moisture.
“More,” she begs, and I push forward, just the tip, torturing both of us. “Fuck me already, Dane.”
I slam into her hard and fast, and she gasps when I bottom out inside her.
Tilting my head forward, I admire the sight before me. My cock buried to the hilt.
“Look at us,” I groan, and she drops her chin to see what I see. A moan escapes her mouth as I pull back, my cream-covered cock gleaming.
Her mouth drops open as I thrust back in, every nerve ending in my body rejoicing. With my free hand, I find her clit, and rub in rhythm with my thrusts. She cries out, and I stop my movements.
“Hellfire, I’m going to need you to be quiet. Unless you want your father to hear us?”
Her hand reaches up to cover her mouth, and I move again.
I’m not sure if it’s the idea of being caught or finally being inside her again, but it doesn’t take me long to feel my balls tightening. I need her to come. I flick her clit harder and fuck her deeper.
“Yes,” she mutters behind her fist. “Just like that.”
I grab her hand from her mouth and seal my lips over hers. She tastes like champagne and strawberries. She’s the most decadent forbidden fruit, and I can’t get enough.
A moan escapes her, and I swallow the sound, fusing us closer until our tongues meet in a frenzy of soft strokes that soon become nips and bites.
Josephine’s fingers find purchase in my locks, pulling at the roots until the point of pain.
It doesn’t matter, though; her need fuels me. I swirl my tongue in her mouth and clutch her tighter, picking up my pace.
Her walls tighten around me, and in turn, my dick jerks as I fill her up. Moans escape us both, and our bodies tremble together.
For a moment, we just catch our breath, but then reality sets in. We aren’t safe here. We need to leave.
I pull out, and she sighs as I do.
“Now what?”
“I really don’t know, Hellfire.”
And I don’t. All I know is I don’t want to let her go yet.
32
DANE
Hudson: @Dane, broke your hockey stick on accident… : (
Dane: You WHAT?!
Hudson: Who knew those things don’t bend like that?
Hudson: Kidding.
Hudson: But look who finally resurfaced after stealing my date last night.
Dane: She wasn’t your date. You danced for two seconds, and I relieved her of your two left feet.
Hudson: Ouch. : ( Someone is grumpy. I take it you didn’t get laid?
Dane Sinclair left the chat.
33
JOSIE
Nervous energy courses through me as I enter the practice arena.
How will today go?