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)
Chapter 11 – Theo
I wake again in the early hours of the morning. Lilly is sprawled naked across my chest. One of her legs is hooked over mine and my arms are wrapped firmly around her. I feel strangely peaceful with her this close to me. Usually when I wake up with a woman like this my first thought is how I'm going to either get out or get her out, I'm not sure whether I like that I don't feel that with Lilly. Perhaps it's because I know she doesn't want or expect anything from me. In my experience women can sometimes take sex to mean more than it actually does. When some one night stand bimbo starts trying to trap me in a relationship I jump ship pretty damn quick. Lilly's different though, she actively discourages it, exactly like I do and it makes her all the more intriguing.
She stirs, then presses her lips into my chest. "You stayed." She whispers.
"We've only been asleep for a few hours, and I'm not done with you yet sugar." I smile. I swear the woman is like a bloody demon. I can't get enough of her.
She smiles as she slowly runs her hand over my chest and stomach before stroking my already hard cock. She laughs against my neck as she kisses and nips her way down my throat.
I roll over, pressing her into the mattress.
"So you think my permanent hard-on is amusing do you?" I grin. She nods. "Well, seeing as how you are responsible, I think it's only fair that you fix it." A thin shaft of moonlight penetrates the room illuminating her face and casting shadows. She bites her lip, her eyes sparkle in the darkness. She grabs my hair and pulls me down so she can kiss me. Her tongue moves teasingly along my bottom lip.
She pushes up against me with a surprising amount of force. Of course I’m stronger than her, but I oblige and allow her to push me onto my back and straddle me. Such hardships I endure. She reaches over and fumbles in the drawer beside the bed, I hear a rip and she hastily rolls a condom over my now rigid cock. She kisses me quickly, before reaching down and gripping me hard. She lowers onto me, guiding the head of my erection into her. I'm surprised by how wet she is, her body ready and willing, so eager.
She eases herself slowly down, she feels so damn good. When she's taken me completely she lets out a little groan which makes me shiver.
She moves up and down my length, riding me. Her skin glows in the strip of pale moonlight. Her hair falls around her shoulders. Her erect nipples are so enticing on her perfect tit's. She rolls her hips into me, the sculpted planes of her torso flex and writhe as she moves.
I grip her hips firmly and pull her hard onto me, she throws her head back and groans in response. The sight is so sexy I have to hold her hips firmly ceasing her movement. "Don't stop." She moans.
"Just give me a second or I'm going to come." I pant. She rocks into me forcefully.
"Good." She smiles wickedly.
I sit up so that I'm face to face with her, her breathing is laboured and I can taste her breath on my tongue. I wrap my arms around her as she winds her fingers into my hair. She grinds into me whilst kissing me firmly. I grab her hips pulling her into me harder. I run my tongue lightly along the top lip of her parted mouth as her body moves. Oh god she feels fucking amazing, I’m so close.
"Theo." She gasps against my lips.
I thrust upward into her as she grinds against me. She throws her head back and cries out as I feel her tighten and clench around me.
"Oh shit. Lilly!" I growl against her neck as I come hard and fast with her.
I collapse back onto the bed gasping and trembling with aftershocks. Lilly lays against my chest heaving and speechless. I have never had such intense and staggering sex with anyone, she takes my breath away.
My phone alarm goes off at seven thirty. It takes me a moment to realise where I am as I look around the pale grey walls of Lilly's room. Lilly lays on her front, the duvet is half discarded and just covers her bum. The beautiful curve of her back is exposed, partially covered by her copper waves. Her face is turned toward me, she looks completely peaceful and perfect in sleep, and it's now when she looks so relaxed that I realise the constant strain her features normally carry, as though she has the weight of the world on her shoulders.
I reluctantly climb out of bed and throw on my jeans and shirt. I approach her sleeping form and for the first time I notice small scripted writing across the side of her hip. I lean in to study the tiny font. It reads: Diamonds are made under pressure. She’s definitely a diamond, and I have no doubt that her life has followed a difficult path. I want to know her, and that’s really stupid of me. This is just sex, nothing more.