Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
As we drive back through the quiet London streets I can feel the energy radiating through the car. I feel as though I’m physically gravitating toward him. He places one hand on my thigh and I have to clamp my thighs together. I glance at him out of the corner of my eye. He keeps his gazed firmly fixed out the windscreen, but I spot the hint of a smile on his lips.
He pulls up outside my flat and I’m almost grateful for the opportunity to escape the intensity in the car. I turn to look at him and his bright eyes seem to smoulder in the darkness. My heart races and I bite my lip to stop myself from actually panting like some kind of animal, dear god I need to get a grip of myself.
I lean back into the seat trying to calm myself and gasp when his fingers brush my cheek. When I turn to look at him, the look in his eyes is savage and raw. His hand moves from a gentle brush of my cheek, to a near violent gesture, winding into my hair and grabbing it firmly at the nape of my neck. His lips collide with mine, demanding from me everything I have to give. I part my lips willing him to explore my mouth. One second I’m sat in my seat and the next I’m being dragged across the centre console to straddle him. It’s a cramped space, but somehow I can’t seem to get close enough to him. I pull away gasping for breath. His lips drop to my neck, kissing greedily down my throat, his arms wrap around me pulling me hard against him. My back is bowed, forcing my breasts forward against his chest. His teeth graze my earlobe making me shiver. I instinctively grind against him. I can feel his erection straining against his trousers, separated only by the thin lace of my underwear.
“Lilly.” He groans against my neck.
“I want you.” I manage to gasp. He brings his lips back to mine and kisses and nips at my lips
“Not here.” His breathing is heavy.
“I don’t care.” I grab the back of his neck and kiss him hard again. He gently pushes me away.
“Come on.” He opens the door and slides out of the car, taking me with him. He sets me on my feet and shuts the door. I practically run to my front door, fumbling with the keys. My heart races in anticipation as I enter the hallway. I immediately find myself pushed up against the wall next to the flat door as Theo kisses me and then lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist. He fumbles for the door handle without breaking the kiss as we burst into the flat.
“First door on the right.” I gasp.
He lowers me to the bed and undoes the hidden clip on my dress, it falls open like a robe. He rips off his shirt revealing that beautiful body. The art work that covers his torso looks twisted and dangerous in the dim light of my room. The curtains are wide open, the bright light of the moon streaming in painting everything in shades of silver and grey.
“God, you are just so fucking beautiful.” He murmurs as he lowers himself over me, he pushes one knee between my legs forcing them open. My skin becomes over sensitised as the bare skin of his torso presses against mine. His lips graze my neck, jaw, lips, teasing as they go. Oh god, I’m so turned on right now. I hurriedly fumble with his belt and then the zip on his jeans. Within minutes we’re both completely naked. I realise that I’ve never seen him completely naked, but my god he is unbelievable. I’ve had my share of hot men, but damn, this one takes the prize. He moves his body over mine, leaning on his elbows while he kisses me. His tongue finds mine eagerly. He trails one hand down my neck and over my breast causing my nipple to stiffen against his fingers. He continues down my ribs and over my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. My body trembles and quivers under his confident touch. His fingers flutter over my clit causing me to clench and tighten underneath him. He chuckles quietly, clearly pleased with his effect over me. He slowly dips one finger into me, stroking and teasing me. I’m already dripping wet and far too eager. I roll my hips against his hand, desperately seeking a relief from the deep ache that has been building since I heard his voice this evening.
“Patience.” He whispers against my lips.
“Theo, please.” I whine unashamedly. He moves quickly and produces a foil packet, he tears it open and rolls the condom swiftly over his impressive cock. He stares at me for a moment before lowering himself so that his entire body is flush with mine, his biceps strain and flex as he moves. I wrap my arms around him and run my hands over the defined muscles of his sculpted back. He pushes into me just an inch before withdrawing again. My frustration builds. I run my hands down his back to his perfect arse. He slowly thrusts into me again and I grab at him, trying to force him deeper. He stops and I might as well be pushing against a brick wall, he’s so impossibly powerful.