Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29658 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“Willow.” He groans my name. His fingers dig into my flesh. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours. Only yours.” He spins me around, and his mouth crashes down onto mine. This kiss is different from all the others. It’s full of pure need and possession. He’s claiming me. Marking me as his. He lifts me up, causing my feet to leave the floor.
I wrap my legs around him. I kiss him back with the same need. I pull back when I hear a loud crash and realize that he’s swept everything off his desk onto the floor. The thought of him needing me so bad that he couldn’t wait another second ramps up my need for him.
“Oh shit. That’s hot.” He sets me down on his desk.
“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of this.” He kisses me again until I’m breathless. His mouth leaves mine, traveling down the column of my neck. He cups my breast as he sucks the other into his mouth.
“Lennon.” I moan his name, digging my fingers into his hair. My whole body is on fire. He switches, giving my other breast the same attention before he lays me back on the desk, his mouth traveling further down.
This is happening. He presses a kiss to each of my hips. I whimper, not sure I can take much more.
“Please.” I lift my hips, my body begging for him to give it more.
“You need me,” he says, his voice sounding gruff.
“Yes, I need you. Please,” I tell him, realizing my need for him turns him on. I don’t need to hide how much I want this. He wants all of me, and I want him to have it.
His tongue slides through the lips of my sex, slightly grazing my clit. My whole body jerks. I’m so wet that I’m not even sure this is normal. My breasts ache. Hell, everything aches. His tongue circles my clit.
“You taste like strawberries here too.” He flicks his tongue back and forth. I know I’m already on the edge of coming. I’ve been waiting way too long for this. His tongue slips down more, and he presses it inside of me, thrusting it in and out before he replaces it with his finger. I feel pressure at first, but as he continues to work it in and out of me, it only heightens the pleasure.
“Fuck you’re tight. Tonight you’ll come on my tongue, but soon enough you’ll be coming on my cock.” He groans, his mouth going back to my clit. I stare down at him as he feasts on me. My legs are thrown over his shoulders. He’s on his knees devouring me. It’s so erotic and intimate that I can’t ever imagine doing this with anyone but him. His eyes look up to meet mine as he continues to eat at me. It’s so damn sexy that I can feel I’m on the brink of an orgasm.
“Lennon.” I reach down, needing something to hold on to. His other hand comes up to mine. He locks our fingers as the orgasm hits me. I cry out his name. I had no idea it would be like this. He doesn't stop.
“I want more. This is mine. Always has been and always will be.” I’m not sure I can take more, but his words stoke something deep inside of me. My body jerks, feeling overly sensitive. I want more too. His finger pumps faster as he adds another one. His mouth never leaves my clit. When he hooks his finger inside of me while sucking my clit into his mouth, I come again. This orgasm feels deeper.
It explodes through my whole body. My back arches and my legs shake as I ride it out. It feels as though it goes on forever. I relax back down onto the desk, staring up at the ceiling. He kisses the insides of my thighs. I sit up, wanting to kiss him.
I grab his shirt, pulling him down to me until his mouth meets mine. I taste pleasure on his lips. I want to give him the same. I reach for his belt. He doesn't stop me. I fumble with the buckle, and my hands are greedy, wanting to touch him already.
I gasp when I wrap my hand around his cock. He lets out a strangled sound as I pump my hand up and down him.
“Show me. I want to do this right.”
“Everything you do is right, baby.” He wraps his hand over mine, applying more pressure and picking up the speed. His eyes stay locked with mine. “Lean back. I want to see you.”
I do as he asks, releasing his cock. I lift my legs, putting my heels on the edge of the desk and letting my thighs drop open. I watch as he strokes himself. He groans my name as he starts to come. His warm release lands on my sex and my stomach.