Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
The corner of his lips tilts up, satisfied with my answer. He kneels, spreading my legs wider until they wrap around his neck. Kissing along my inner thigh, he continues rubbing circles on my clit as his mouth moves closer to where I need him.
“You liked me that day we first met, didn’t you?” he asks, my mind spinning and unable to concentrate. “You pretended not to.”
“No,” I disagree. “I thought you were an egotistical ass.”
He smiles against my leg, and I know he’s amused.
“I seriously doubt that,” he mocks, reaching closer to my clit. His tongue replaces his thumb, and soon, he’s sucking on it through the thin fabric of my panties.
My hand fists the sheets as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I feel the strokes of his tongue along my slit and back up to suck my clit, then he repeats it several times over. The fabric just adds to the intensity, but I want to feel him against me.
I reach down with one hand and pull my panties to the side, letting him know exactly what I want. He takes my cue and wraps his hands around my ass and squeezes before sinking his tongue deep inside me.
Moaning, I use my free hand to fist his hair and keep his head anchored.
The last time I had a guy pay me this kind of attention was…hell, I don’t even know how long. That’s how long it’s been. Most guys don’t believe in foreplay, or maybe they just don’t care to put in the effort. Not Alex. He’s already devouring me, and I’m seconds away from exploding.
“Oh my God,” I moan, the muscles tightening around his tongue. “Yes, right there!”
He flicks his tongue, swirls it around my clit, and inserts two fingers inside. Oh God. This guy is too fucking good. There’s no way I’m going to survive him. No fucking way.
I’m on the edge when he increases his pace and pushes in deeper, his lips flicking and sucking and when he curls his finger and reaches that spot, everything tightens, and I scream.
My entire body rocks and shakes, and I’ve never felt anything like it from a guy going down on me. He keeps up his pace as I ride out my release, and once my body relaxes, he presses a quick kiss to my thigh. When I finally peel my eyes open, he’s sucking on his fingers. Those two fingers. Holy fuck, that’s hot.
“I knew you’d taste good, but goddamn. That should be the flavor of the fucking day.” He winks, and it’s hard to hold back my laughter.
As he stands looking like a Greek God, I watch him lower his jeans and kick them off along with his shirt. He’s just in his boxer shorts, and my eyes lower to the very noticeable tent he’s sporting. I’m staring at it so hard that I’m completely taken aback when he grabs my waist and flips me over on the bed. My legs are still hanging off the edge, so I crawl forward until I’m centered and on my elbows. He waits until I’m situated but then slaps a hand across my ass cheek.
“These aren’t needed,” he tells me, pulling my panties down my legs and tossing them aside. “And I think you’d be more comfortable without this.” He reaches for my bra, and I chuckle a little when he starts cussing. “The fuck?”
I laugh again at how puzzled he sounds.
“The hook’s in the front,” I finally explain.
“Ahh, I was just about to find some scissors and cut the damn thing off.”
“Figured you’d be a pro at ripping off bras,” I tease as he leans down and wraps his arms around my chest.
“You’re kind of damaging my ego here.” I can tell he’s smiling as he struggles to find the hook. Moments later, he finally unlatches it.
“Good. It could go down a few notches,” I quip as I help him slide it off my arms.
“Ooh, you’re even sassier when you’ve been drinking.” I turn my head just in time to see him smirk. “Or have you just been holding back on me?”
“Get off your high horse, cowboy.”
“Really? A cowboy joke?” He arches a brow as he cups my bare breast and squeezes. He begins to massage and flicks the nipple, getting it hard. My eyes close, and before I can stop myself, a moan releases. “That’s what I thought, city girl.”
He slaps my ass again, making it tingle. Lowering his body, he brings his mouth down to the small of my back and presses light kisses up my spine. I moan at the contact and the way his erection presses against my ass. He rocks his body against mine, letting me feel how hard he is, and it’s pure torture because I want him. All of him.