Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 104820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
He was driving her crazy making her wait for more… but she was desperate for it. And it took everything she had not to beg him to go fast and hard.
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Tessa’s white lace panties were pooled beside him when he felt her gaze. He raised his head and took in the sweet sight of her nearly naked on his bed.
“You’re even more beautiful than I could have imagined.” And he meant every word. She was gorgeous beyond his wildest dreams.
She sat upright then and held out her arms.
He went to her without so much as a moment’s pause. She was irresistible. And he needed to see all of her.
To explore all of her. Inch by glorious inch.
Even though the effort to go slow was nearly killing him, he took his time unhooking the bra and releasing her full breasts.
Sweet Lord, she’s beautiful.
Now that she was fully naked, it was going to be a nearly impossible task to be gentle and to keep taking things slow. But he was determined to do just that.
He could barely wrap his head around the fact that he had taken off her clothes, let alone how much she obviously wanted him. And now here she was, a total knockout. Her curves were divine, her skin soft as butter.
Tessa Taylor deserved this kind of worship.
And he had never been happier in his life than he was right now, knowing that she was giving him the chance to do just that. To worship all of her, inside and out.
Carefully, he lowered himself over her and covered her smooth belly with kisses, which soon became teasing licks around her navel. She moaned in pleasure, and to his ears, the sound was like a rhapsody of angels.
He felt so lucky that he was the one she’d chosen to give her the pleasure she deserved. He gripped her hips and felt her lift up toward him, urging him to go on, to take more, and to give more.
He stopped to unzip his jeans, but she said, “No, you’re not getting away that easily.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is Nurse Taylor making an appearance again?”
She laughed, joyful and sexy, and then in an impressive feat of fitness, managed to roll him onto his back and straddle his hips.
She gently bit his left earlobe and whispered, “It’s my turn to tease you now.” She eased the zipper of his jeans over his rock-hard erection.
He moaned at her touch, just as he’d wanted to do every time she’d touched him during their exercises, or when her skin had brushed his. He already knew she had healing in her hands, but even in his most wicked imaginings, he hadn’t known how good they would feel as she caressed him.
Tessa was blowing his mind.
“You. Me.” He paused to try to think straight, which was nearly impossible with her naked and straddling him in his bed. “I’ve never felt like this before, Tessa. Like we’re two halves of a whole. Like we can read each other’s minds.”
As she slid off his lap to pull off his jeans, she said, “I’ve been dreaming of this moment. I always have.”
He was stunned. Did this mean that she had felt the same spark on the beach that first day?
But he didn’t have time to contend with questions when she was undressing him as slowly and as sensually as he had her. And he loved it.
Once she had him naked, he decided enough was enough—it was time to take back the control and show Tessa the pleasure he could give her. He grabbed her by the waist and rolled her over so that he could reach her soft lips.
He parted her lips with his tongue and then gently stroked it over hers. She moaned into his mouth, and he relished the sound. Laying her down, he returned to worshipping each part of her body.
She had given him the most incredible day, had shared her private passion for art with him, and now he wanted to show her what all this meant to him. What she meant to him. He wanted her to have all the bliss she deserved, and more.
“Tessa,” he murmured, then took her breast into his mouth. She shuddered in response, and he teased her sensitive skin with his tongue, feeling it harden at his touch. She arched her back, and he used the space to draw her even closer. As he drew small circles around the taut peak of her breast, she moaned, and when he moved to the other breast, he heard her whisper his name.
“Archer,” she breathed.
Never had he responded so strongly to the call of his name. He cupped both breasts now, showering them with kisses. He longed to hear her say his name again. Louder, stronger. He wanted her to cry out his name in utter ecstasy as she climaxed for him, over and over.