Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“Could stare at your tits all fucking day, precious,” he growls, his voice dripping with lust as his thumbs flick hard over my nipples, making me whimper. “Panties. Off. Now.”
My body responds before I can think. My panties hit the floor in seconds, kicked to the side, and I stand there in nothing but the heat of his gaze. He pulls his flannel off, and the sight of his bare chest makes my breath catch. He’s all muscle, hard and lean, every inch of him a temptation I can’t resist.
His eyebrow quirks up, interest sparking in his eyes.
I smile, unable to speak, my throat tight with anticipation. My brain is fogged, lost in lust, my body aching to be touched.
“You should get on your knees,” he commands, his voice rough and deep.
I drop to the floor without hesitation, looking up just as he unzips his jeans and frees his thick, pulsing cock. My mouth waters, and I can hardly breathe as he wraps his hand around the base, the other weaving into my hair and guiding my head closer.
“Take me,” he orders, and I don’t waste a second.
I trail my tongue up his length, feeling the heat of him before taking him into my mouth. His hand tightens in my hair as I take him deeper, my throat stretching to accommodate him. He growls, his hips rocking forward as I swirl my tongue, trying to take all of him. His cock throbs against my tongue, the taste of him making me moan. I look up, seeing the strain in his neck, his muscles tight as his abs flex in perfect, rigid lines.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it,” he groans, his voice rough with need. “You like having my cock in your mouth, don’t you?”
I moan around him, my fingers trailing down my body, desperate for relief, but before I can touch myself, he yanks my head back.
“Don’t touch yourself,” he growls, eyes dark and intense. “I own all your orgasms now.”
His grip tightens in my hair, and he thrusts into my mouth again, setting the pace, controlling every movement as I suck and swallow him down. My pussy drips with arousal, need clawing at me. I’ve never been so turned on, so desperate to have him inside me, and the way he commands me only pushes me further. I’m lost in him, in the way he takes control, unapologetic and unyielding.
When he finally pulls me off his cock, I’m gasping for breath, my lips swollen and slick. He stands me up, yanking me to my feet before lifting me effortlessly and planting me on the circulation desk. My back hits the cool surface as he steps between my legs. His cock stands thick and heavy, and I can’t take my eyes off him.
“You want me inside of you?” His voice is a teasing growl, his hand stroking his length as he watches me.
“Yes,” I breathe, my voice shaking with need. I can’t even look him in the eyes, too mesmerized by the sight of him.
“Not yet,” he says, grinning wickedly. He spreads my thighs wider, his gaze hungry as he takes in the sight of me, exposed and ready for him. His head dips between my legs, and I nearly scream when his tongue presses against me, licking and swirling, teasing me with the promise of more. He eats at me, his fingers slipping inside, filling me as his mouth pulls at my clit. My body arches, desperate for release, but he keeps me on edge, his tongue flicking and teasing, keeping me just on the brink.
“Don’t come,” he growls, thrusting his fingers deeper inside me, pulling against my walls.
I’m shaking, my entire body trembling as he pushes me further and further, and I’m losing control. I want him, need him, more than I’ve ever needed anything.
“Longer you hold it, the better it’ll be,” he says, his voice a low rumble as he pulls his fingers out and presses the head of his cock against me. “Wait for me.”
And then, he thrusts deep inside me, filling me completely. I scream his name as he sinks fully into me, owning every inch of my body. My orgasm hits me hard and fast, crashing through me like a tidal wave, and he doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow. He pulls me up, carrying me to the loveseat in the new reading nook, where he bends me over the armrest, his cock still buried deep inside me.
“Ass in the air, precious,” he growls, slapping my cheek as he drives into me harder, rougher, until I’m nothing but a quivering mess beneath him.
I’ve never felt anything like this. He’s taking me apart, piece by piece, and I’m loving every second of it. He grips my hips, slowing his pace before his thighs begin to tremor and his breathing grows ragged. “I’m gonna come, baby.”