Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
“Yessss,” I murmur.
That’s real nice. Rafe’s finger inside me makes my skin sizzle.
“Toys or fingers, Gunnar?” he asks again.
Right. Questions. I answer through a haze. “Toys, plugs, a dildo recently.”
He groans salaciously. “You fucked yourself with a dildo?”
“I fucking did,” I say.
Rafe thrusts his finger deeper into me, letting me know this pleases him. I let my knees fall open, inviting more of this welcome intrusion. “Did you like it?” he asks.
“It felt good, but not as good as you right now.”
His eyes flicker darkly. “Good,” he murmurs. “I would love to watch you fuck yourself.”
I want to do that for him. See his face as he watches me pleasure myself. “You want me to jack off while I fuck my ass?”
“I do,” he says, in a gravelly tone, his control fraying.
Yes. I fucking love that I can push him with words and images. This man worships his control, but I’m the one who makes him bend.
“Gimme more,” I beg.
He rumbles yes as he adds another finger.
Wow. That’s . . . a lot.
I wince at the stretch.
“Does it hurt?” Concern laces his tone.
I shake my head. “Just intense.” I breathe out, then bump my ass down against his hand.
As he finger-fucks me, he dips his face to my thigh and kisses my leg softly, then my hip, then the tip of my cock.
Delicious heat spreads through my chest, curls in my belly.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushes deeper into me, opening me up. When he crooks his finger just so, my vision blurs.
Everything is incendiary.
Then, he scissors his fingers inside me, and I go blind with desire. My body quakes, and I push up on my elbows and stare into his dark eyes, rimmed with wild desire. “I’m so ready for your cock. Why the fuck do you think I played with toys on my road trip?”
“For me?” He sounds wickedly delighted.
“Yes, I’ve been prepping for you so I could take your dick. So less talking. More drilling,” I demand.
He laughs, a sexy purr as he eases out his fingers. Then he presses another kiss to the tip of my cock. Letting go, he grabs my hips and manhandles me thoroughly as he flips me over in one rough move. He pushes my lower back, then yanks my hips, adjusting me on all fours.
Dragging a hand down my spine, he lets out a low murmur of admiration. “This perfect body is all mine,” he says.
“That’s right,” I say as I lift my ass for him.
He squeezes my cheeks with both hands then smacks them. “I own this ass,” he says in his deep, dirty voice.
“It’s yours. Just take it,” I say, a desperate plea for relief.
Rafe drops his hands from me. I crane my neck to watch him as he grabs the condom, opens it, then slides it on. Fuck, that’s hot—him suiting up for me. He drizzles more lube on the condom then slides a hand down his thick shaft.
My dick aches. My whole body throbs with need as Rafe kneels behind me, nudging my knees farther apart. “Did you get off to this?” He slides his slick cock against the seam of my ass.
Sparks shoot down my spine. “Yes,” I groan.
“Did you come hard for me?” he asks as he rubs the head against my eager hole.
“Always you,” I murmur.
“Good. Now take me,” he growls. “Fucking take my cock.”
He delivers it to me, pushing in without mercy.
Yes.
I don’t want him to go easy on me. I want to be filled and stretched and fucked.
He pushes in more, and it hurts. He’s pushing me to limits I didn’t know I had. The pressure is intense. I grit my teeth.
“Does it hurt?”
“Don’t care,” I bite out.
His demeanor shifts instantly. A gentle hand roams over my back. “I care,” he says in a tender tone that’s so unlike him.
I bow my back. “Don’t stop. Please,” I beg. “I can take it.”
“Gunnar, I want it to be good for you.” His voice is a gentle reassurance as his hand slides around me, and he runs his fingers across my abs then up my chest.
It melts me, slow and easy, as he skates his knowing touch over my nipples.
My legs tremble. Then, as he makes me feel so damn good, he pushes in another inch, then he’s in all the way, and my brain pops.
I surrender to the feelings raging through me, to the pressure. My body belongs to this man.
But I brace myself as his cock slides almost all the way out. The drag back hurts, but on the next pump, the tension finally abates. Then, it disappears, and he feels so good inside my body. I am caught up in the heat, the burn, the ball-tightening arousal.
He groans, a dark and possessive sound, then curls a hand around my shoulder.
Soon he’s picking up the pace. Fucking me with long, deep, punishing thrusts that fry my brain and send my heart into overdrive. I am overwhelmed, sizzling with excitement, feeling like he’s breaking me from the inside out, ripping through me.