Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
“What?” I gasp as he pulls back, grinning wickedly.
“I was just remembering how mad you used to get when I pulled your hair,” he growls. “My my my have things change…”
I blush fiercely, my eyes sparking with heat as I rake my nails down his bicep.
“Or maybe you just learned how to do it better,” I purr.
He growls, and suddenly, he’s crashing right back into me, tugging my hair back and biting and nipping at my neck as I moan eagerly. I can feel his thick cock pulsing so hot and ready against me, and it’s not even a question anymore.
…Really, it’s never been a question. Because deep down, I know I’ve thought about this before. Deep down, in my most forbidden, filthy fantasies, I’ve thought of his many times.
Deep down, I’ve always known, somehow, that Jamison Scott would be my first.
I kiss him harder, surprising both of us with the passion in my kiss. I moan eagerly into him, rolling my hips against him eagerly and wantonly and feeling his cock throb in response, making me shiver. My hand slides down his chest, down between our bodies and over his abs before my fingers start to curl around the thick, throbbing base of him.
“Fuck, Ramona…”
I stroke him as I slowly rise up, my breath catching and my pulse racing as I keep sliding up every freaking huge inch of him until finally, I feel his big, swollen head brush against my lips, and I gasp.
“Ramona…”
“I want you to,” I whisper heatedly, kissing him deeply. “Please.”
He groans, holding my face in his hands and kissing me with everything he has, taking my breath away as I moan and melt against him.
“Not here,” he growls.
I frown, my face falling as I pull back.
“Why not here—”
“Because when I make you mine,” he groans quietly. “It’s going to be in that big ass princess bed of yours.”
I blush fiercely.
“Oh yeah?” I gasp.
“Yeah,” he growls.
I swallow, and for one second, time stops as I open my mouth, summoning every single drop of courage I’ve got.
“So, what the fuck are you waiting for?”
Jamison stiffens. His jaw clenches. And something wild that turns my insides to jelly and sends my hunger for him skyrocketing blazes through me.
And suddenly, he’s grabbing me, and I’m shrieking in laughter as he lunges out of the water with me in his arms. I cling to him, giggling with my legs tight around his waist as he steps from the hot water, both of our bodies steaming with the heat of it as he boldly strides for the house. His lips find mine, and they don’t even leave as he kicks open the back door and strides into the house, leaving a trail of wet footprints in his wake.
He takes the back staircase two or three stairs at a time—I don’t even keep track I just know we’re upstairs faster than I’ve ever been before. I’m aware of moving down the hallway to my room, of him kicking my door open and then shut behind us as we storm into the room, kissing wildly.
I moan into him, clinging to him and letting my hands slide all over him as he storms over to the bed, and it’s only there that he lets me out of his arms. I gasp as Jamison pushes me back on the bed, the only light from the moon and the string patio lights outside by the hot tub. I moan as he crawls up over me, and when his mouth finds mine again, I pull him tight to me and I kiss him with everything I have.
I gasp as he pulls away, his mouth moving to my neck as his hands skim down my body to my waist. I moan, shamelessly spreading my legs wide around his hips as he slides down my body. His mouth bites and sucks and licks over my collarbone, and then down the slope of one breast as my breath catches. My nipples harden to points against his chest as he grinds against me, his big cock throbbing between my thighs and making me moan softly.
Jamison moves up and kisses me once more—a fierce, wild, lingering kiss—before he slides back down, kissing his way over my skin. He takes one nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue over the little pink nub as I gasp and arch my back in pleasure. One hand slides up to tease my other nipple, the other pushing down between my legs. I moan eagerly as his fingers find me wet and slick and ready for him, and when he pushes two fingers inside and curls them deep, I whine in pleasure against him.
Jamison kisses lower, sucking and teasing his way down my stomach as my body trembles and caves under his touch. His fingers ease in and out of me as he kisses lower, down over my hip, and then down the crease of my thigh as my breath catches. And when his mouth moves to my pussy, and when his lips suck my clit between them and his tongue swirls over the aching bud, I cry out and arch my back from the bed.