Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
The look on her face and the liquid heat in her vibrant brown eyes is nearly my undoing. My willpower is like a rubber band, ready to snap at any moment. If I didn’t care so much, we’d both be naked, and she’d be taking my cock in a way that would light her up so much that people a quarter of a mile away would hear her cries of pleasure. We can’t do that yet, but there is something I can do to ease her.
“Stand up, turn around, and sit down on my lap again,” I command, my voice gruff.
She blinks, looking dazed. “What?”
“Just do it.”
“Okay.”
I help her stand and then wrap my arms around her when she sits back down. “Relax and lay your head on my shoulder.”
Her silky hair slides against my cheek, and the apple scent of her shampoo tickles my senses as she complies. I’ve never been so turned on by something as simple as shampoo. Don’t even get me started on whatever perfume it is that she wears. Ashley smells delectable, and I’m looking forward to tasting every goddamn inch of her. Soon.
Just a few days from now, I remind myself.
Fuck me… that may as well be four thousand the way I feel right now. Harnessing my self-control, I take the hem of her shirt and start pulling it up ever so slowly. She sucks in a surprised breath and shifts in my lap. Holding back a curse of desire, I watch as the creamy skin of her stomach comes into view. Letting go of the hem, I set my hands directly on her skin and slowly move them up. Her breathing quickens, and my dick gets harder, the closer I get to the bottom of her bra.
When I get there, I bunch her shirt up all the way and pull it over her head. After smoothing it down behind her, I smile at the visual. Her arms are still in the sleeves of her top, so she looks a little trussed up, which is hot as fuck. Licking my lips, I set my hands at her shoulders and glide them down to her breasts. Her bra is white lace, so it affords me an incredible view of her pale cinnamon-colored nipples. Sliding my hands into either side of the bra, I cup her breasts. Her little gasp of pleasure is music to my ears. Swirling two fingers over each of her nipples, I groan when she grinds her bottom against my cock. Pinching the tight peaks, I’m rewarded with a moan. “Your tits are sensitive. Does playing with them like this get you wet?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“Fuck,” I groan. “I love that. Tell me the truth, babe. After I left last night, did you lay on your bed in the dark and pinch them?”
She hesitates, swallowing audibly.
“Don’t be shy around me, baby. When I went home, I fucked my fist until I came all over my stomach. When I was done, I did it all over again not ten minutes later. Both times, I thought of what it’s going to feel like to suck on your tits, eat your little cunt, and fuck you until you come all over my dick,” I tell her, pinching her nipples and pulling on them a little as I do. “When I came, I called your name.”
“Oh, God,” she murmurs, her voice shaky. “You did?”
“I did. And when I woke up in the middle of the night hard as a fucking rock, I did it again. I’m not ashamed that I’ve thought about you every single time I’ve jacked off since you got to town. Don’t think for a minute that the idea of you making yourself come is in any way a turn-off, babe. The solid feel of my dick against your ass right now should be making it really clear that where you’re concerned, everything is a turn-on.”
She shivers when I pinch her nipples a little harder, tugging them out for a second before I let go and soothe them with my thumbs.
“Tell me what you did when I left last night,” I order as I pinch again, this time holding it for a few seconds before letting go.
“It didn’t take much,” she confesses, her voice low. “I was already so wet, so desperate for release.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes. I… I got undressed right after you left and I locked up.”
“Fuck,” I groan. “I wish I could’ve seen that.”
“Mm,” she moans. “From the window?”
Goddamn, my girl is hotter than fucking fire. “Yeah, baby, from the window. If I’d stayed to watch, what would I have seen?”
“I started by running my hands over my body, especially my breasts.”
“Tits,” I growl against her ear. “You’ve got amazing fucking tits, Ashley. Be proud of that. Someday soon, I’m going to fuck them. I bet you’ll love it. When I finish, I’ll come all over your nipples.”