Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“You’re every man’s dream. Beautiful face, tiny waist, huge tits, hips and an ass that could make a priest reconsider his calling.”
He came to me.
I held out my hands to stop him. “Oh shit. Wait.”
“What do you mean wait?” he asked through clenched teeth.
“Get the condoms out of my coat’s pocket.”
He muttered something under his breath, but hurried over to get it.
“Maybe we can try sex without a condom this time,” he said as he brought them over.
“No.” I seized them, tore one open, and helped him put it on. “No condoms, no sex.”
“Then condoms it is.” He picked me up. His biceps bulged with the movement. I straddled his waist with my legs. His hands formed around my behind and cupped it. My arms balanced on his huge shoulders.
I moved to take off my heels and stockings.
“Dear God, keep those on.” His voice sounded with a hint of madness, as if he would crack into insanity within seconds.
We kissed, stabbing each other with our tongues, exploring one another’s mouths, and taking turns sucking on each other’s lips.
I leaned back. “Stop teasing me.”
His teeth caught his bottom lip. “Tell me what you want.”
“You inside of me.”
“Hard?”
“Yes.” I panted and rubbed my breasts against his chiseled pecs.
He stared into my eyes with heavy lids. “And how do you want it, slow or fast?”
“Any way, damn it!”
He teased the tip of his cock against my moist folds. “Say please, my love.”
We gazed into each other’s eyes.
“Please,” I whispered.
He thrust hard into me.
I screamed in pleasure. My tunnel stretched beyond comprehension and formed around him.
He pierced me like a man on the edge of insanity and my body was the only thing that could give him peace.
“Fuck! You feel so good.” Gripping my hips, he rocked into me and lifted me up and down on him as if I were weightless.
“Never. Felt. Like. This.” He sped up and wound his hips into me, placing perfect pressure on my clit.
“Oh baby,” I cried. “Oh please.”
“You’ll give this to only me. You hear me?” He targeted me with wild eyes and thrust harder. Pleasure smashed into my body with each plunge of his cock. I could no longer hold myself up. My legs slipped.
I thought I would fall, but he grabbed them and held me to him.
“Turn around,” he said. “Look at how fucking sexy you are.”
I glanced over my shoulder.
The mirrored wall reflected the hottest scene I’d ever witnessed, something that could rival any porn. My brown skin complimented his white. His cock glistened with me as it slid in and out to a tempo that only Chase could hear. His hands clamped possessively onto my ass. They looked like pillows of flesh between his fingers.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” he panted. “And belong to only me.”
I returned my view to him. Intense waves, delicious and all consuming, burst from my sex. I focused on his eyes and drowned in him—his scent, the satin texture of his skin, the hard push of his muscular chest as it smoothed against my bare breasts.
Oh my God. I can’t get enough. I’ll take him any way I can have him.
It was such a sad realization, one that would probably force me in future days to balance on the tip of logic and madness.
Because he’ll never just be mine. But I’ll always be his.
He sucked on my neck and I hugged him, hiding my face in his shoulder so that he couldn’t see the tears that spilled out of my eyes.
I have to share him.
What he whispered to me could be in another’s ear next week. And yet when his fingers slipped along my back I still moaned in pure delight.
“Jasmine,” he cried. “Oh god, Jasmine.”
And I took joy in my name on his lips. He pushed me back until I faced him and concentrated on me as he fucked me harder. And when I shifted to his gaze, all I could see was his love and desire as it rained down on me.
Or is this what I want to see?
“I love you,” he said.
And with just those three words, an explosion of sexual bliss erupted inside my body, so overwhelming that my senses shattered into nothingness. I feared I would never be whole again. I screamed.
With each thrust, he broke me into pieces.
With each kiss, he reshaped me into something more.
I floated on an intense orgasm and mumbled his name over and over until my throat burned and my tongue swelled.
When it ended, I crumbled within his arms.
“God, I love hearing you moan my name.” He held me up and changed his strokes to a slower pace. Another spark of lust emerged between my legs as another orgasm began. Holy shit. I stared at him with an open mouth and quivering lips.
He’s right. He’s ruined me for any other man.