Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
And even though I know it’s not a good idea, I still can’t refuse her. She scoots over and I lie down beside her. She’s lying in the crook of my arm and I feather my fingers through her hair. “Are you okay?” I ask her.
She nods her head, but doesn’t say anything.
Her hand slides up my belly and rests on my chest. Her finger slides in circles and I bite back the moan that is about to escape from my lips.
Instinctively, I reach up and wrap my hand around hers, stopping the movement. “Princess, I watched you sleep for a few hours. I made myself stay out of your bed. But you’re pushing it now.”
She raises her head and looks at me. “What if I don’t want you to hold back? What if I told you that I’m fine with you treating me like you treat those other women… I mean, a one-night stand is all I have to give.”
I stroke my hand down her back and squeeze her ass, pulling her against my hip. Her shirt, or I guess I should say my shirt, has ridden up and her panty-clad cheek in my hand is everything. “There’s no way. You’re not like any other woman. But I do want you, and I’ll take you tonight, tomorrow and the night after.”
She shrugs her shoulders. “I’m leaving, Brick. I have to go back to my life. Please, give me tonight.”
An inner battle rages inside me. I won’t turn her down, I can’t. But there’s no way I will have her and let her go. One night with her and she’s tied to me for eternity. I know it and have no doubts about it.
Instead of answering her, I lean my head down and capture her lips with mine. The kiss goes from soft and timid to deep and thorough in a matter of seconds. Our tongues duel with each other and I stroke mine through her mouth, tasting her sweetness.
She climbs up on me then and when I feel her soft curvy body on top of mine, I wrap my arms around her to hold her to me.
She pulls away and tugs at my shirt. “You have too many clothes on.”
“So do you,” I tell her and pull her shirt up and off her body. Her large breasts are pressed against me and I want to feel her skin more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. Clad only in panties, she grinds her pussy into the hardness between my legs and I grip her hips, grinding my cock against her.
She’s kissing my neck, my ear and across my lips. “Clothes, Ben, I need your clothes off,” she begs me and tries to pull my shirt off. I lean up to help her and as soon as I’m shirtless underneath her, I reach between us and undo my jeans. Her hands are stroking my chest, each muscle flexing under her touch. I lift her under the arms and pull her up my body until she’s straddling my stomach. I lean up and finish undoing my jeans before pulling them and my underwear down my legs, then kicking them off with my feet. Would it have been easier to get up and take them off? Abso-fuckin-lutely. But then I would have had to move away from her, and I don’t plan on doing that anytime soon.
I’m huffing from fighting with my pants and she’s just smiling down at me. I reach up and tweak her hard nipple. “Something funny, princess?”
She shakes her head side to side, and I watch as her breasts jiggle with the movement. I cup her then, feeling their weight in my hands and massaging them while she throws her head back in ecstasy.
Pulling her down to me, I alternate suckling them until she’s grinding into me and playing with her breasts is no longer enough.
“Panties. Panties off. You take them off, or I rip them off,” I tell her as I nuzzle against her cleavage.
She slides them down her hips and tries to take them off, but can’t.
“They’re coming off, princess,” I tell her right before I grip one side and rip it and then move to the other side and rip it. I pull the cloth from between her legs and I can’t resist bringing it to my nose and inhaling her scent.
“Ben!” she exclaims and tries to take it from me.
“What?”
“Those are the only pair of underwear I have with me,” she explains.
“That’s okay. I’ll get you more, but honestly, I’m fine without you wearing them. Then I can have you anytime I feel the urge.” I smile at her.
She just shakes her head. She reaches behind herself and feels around until she has her hand wrapped around my girth. “What the…?”
She lifts up and moves backwards to my legs so that my cock is standing straight up in front of her. “No way, there’s no way.” She’s staring at my cock and I swear it twitches at her.