Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
My heart races, and I don’t exactly understand why, but what I do know is that waking up in his bed after he spent the night trying to save me means something. This is more than just the games now. If he didn’t care, he would have let me die. It would have sucked, but he would have moved past it in a couple of days, and that right there scares the shit out of me because had the roles been reversed, I would have done the very same thing.
Fuck. I think I’m falling for this man.
He rinses the shampoo out of my hair, and before I know it, his hands are lathered with soap, gently moving across my aching skin. The soot washes off my skin, and as his hands roam over my body, I relax into him, letting him take me away into a world of blissful pleasure.
“Reaper,” I moan.
“I got you,” he promises as his hand skims down my body and slips between my thighs, brushing past my clit and making my hips jolt.
I suck in a gasp, and as he circles back and does it again, my knees begin to shake. My body is too sensitive, and I don’t have the ability to hold back. His hands continue moving, not wanting to linger anywhere too long and risk hurting me further, and when it’s time to rinse the soap off, Reaper reaches for the shower head above us.
He brings it down over me, washing the bubbles off my body inch by inch. His arm locks around my waist, holding me against him, and as I close my eyes, his lips come down on my neck, gently kissing as his lips move along my sensitive skin.
I grip his arm around my waist, needing it for support, and as the shower head trails down low over my stomach, I suck in a breath. He doesn’t stop, and as I tilt my head, allowing him more access to my neck, he trails the water down over my hip.
Anticipation builds deep within me, sensing where he’s going with this, and I don’t dare ask him to stop, needing it more than I need my next breath. Then finally, he reaches the promised land, and the water gently shoots right against my core.
My knees weaken, and my body instantly wakes up, having to grip his arm tighter to keep myself up. “Holy shit,” I breathe, tilting my head back to his shoulder as his arm around my waist shifts up, giving him space to grasp my breast and roll my nipple between his skilled fingers.
Reaper adjusts the shower head, changing the setting from the normal flow to the massager, and I gasp as the water pressure shoots directly against my clit. He circles it around, not keeping it in the same spot and risking overstimulating me, and the pressure is just right.
“Fuck,” I pant, my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
“Just let it go,” he says, enticing me with that deep tone, but I’m not there yet.
I need more. I need him.
Reaching behind me, I feel for Reaper, finding the front of his drenched pants, and for just a moment, I expect him to pull away, to tell me no, or to say this is all about me, but he allows me free rein as I undo his fly and free his massive cock from the confines of his pants. “Please,” I groan, wrapping my fingers around him and madly pulsing up and down his thick shaft, feeling the ridges of his angry veins.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to push you too far.”
“I need you inside of me,” I tell him.
Reaper doesn’t hesitate, shifting my hips back and taking my thigh to open me wide. I have no choice but to release my hold on him and grasp for balance against the wall. Then as the water thrums against my needy clit, Reaper slowly pushes inside of me, gently rocking back and forth as my walls stretch around him, accommodating his impressive size.
“Oh God,” I groan.
It’s everything I need, and I’m completely at his mercy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s as if he knows exactly what I need as I need it.
His soft grunts surround me, and knowing my body has the ability to make him feel this way has me desperate to please him. I want to give him everything. I want to make him feel as good as he’s making me feel right now, and the second my skin doesn’t feel as though it’s melting off my body, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
The water pressure against my clit has me in a chokehold, and as Reaper slowly rocks in and out of my needy cunt, it becomes too much for me to resist. The intensity builds inside of me like a coil tightening, ready to spring, and as the water shoots against my core, I have no choice but to let go as the coil explodes within me.