Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Also makes my mouth water.
I lunge at Ava, lifting her up and tossing her on the bed where I follow right behind, crawling my way up her body.
She parts her legs to make way, and I brace my hands on the mattress as I stare down at her. “I should be a gentleman and ask if you’re sure you want to do this.”
“Don’t be a gentleman,” she says with a sharp shake of her head. “Be so much less than a gentleman, okay?”
Christ, I love her charm and humor. Love the expectation in her eyes right now.
I look down her body, bringing my gaze to rest at the juncture of her legs. I press a palm to her belly before dragging my fingertips down her silky skin until they graze over her bare mound. “Fucking sexy as hell,” I mutter as I glance up at her.
Ava stares intently at my hand, teeth clamped onto her lower lip. I stare at her, wait to see her reaction as I slide one finger straight down the middle and dip just the tip inside.
She groans, squeezes her eyes shut, and flexes her hips. I’m entranced as she lets out a huff of pent-up breath and slowly opens her eyes, now burning with heat.
“You want more?” I ask.
“Yes.” A mere whisper, but her eyes are pleading. “More.”
Fuck yes, I’ll give her more. But my mouth has to be on hers.
I surge up to kiss her at the same time sinking my finger in deep. Ava cries into my mouth, burying her hands in my hair. She grips it hard, slashing her tongue across mine once before biting into my lip.
It stings perfectly, and I stretch her with two fingers. She’s soaking wet, and that silky-smooth skin drives me nuts as I graze my thumb back and forth over it.
“Cannon,” Ava gasps as I pump in and out of her.
“What do you need? Tell me.”
She shakes her head, eyes averted, and it’s the first time I’ve seen a hint of modesty. Not going to let her get away with it.
“Tell me, Ava. Tell me how much you need my cock inside you.”
“Oh God,” she moans as her hips rotate against my hand.
“Say the words, sweet girl. Tell me you need me to fuck you.”
I swirl a finger around her clit before slipping back inside.
“Are you always a dirty talker or is this the alcohol?” she rasps.
“It’s most definitely not the alcohol,” I assure her. “Now, give me the words… tell me what you want.”
Ava licks her lips as I slowly move my fingers in and out of her. “I want… no… I need you to fuck me, Cannon.”
A low growl rumbles out of me as I snag the condom from the bed and hand it to her. “Get it on me,” I order gruffly, leaning to the side on one arm so she can reach my cock.
Ava fumbles with the foil wrapper. It takes a few attempts, but then she has it out and is rolling it over my length. The first touch of her hands on me has my eyes practically crossing. I suck in a breath, trying to get control.
I cover Ava’s body, feeling her heat as I nudge my way inside, rotating my hips with gentle thrusts. She’s slick and tight, and her tiny mewling noises drive me crazy.
“Cannon,” she whispers as I push in a little deeper. She raises her legs, presses her knees into my ribs and tilts her hips. “Give it all to me.”
“Fuck.” I surge into her, bottoming out with our pelvises flush with each other. “Goddamn, that feels good.”
Dangerously good.
Ava’s arms slide over my shoulders and then curl around my neck to pull me down close. My torso presses against hers, chest to chest, and I stare down at her. “No stopping this train now.”
She laughs and flexes her hips. “The train needs to get chugging.”
I can’t help the bark of laughter, but then I kiss her again and it’s on. Our tongues clash as I punch into her, over and over again, and I swear to fuck, she melts around me.
Or I melt into her.
I’m not sure, but every moan she makes resounds within my chest, and the warmth of her pussy heats up the blood in my veins.
I drive into her deep and slip a hand between our bodies so I can stroke her clit. Ava groans and rotates her hips, silently demanding more. I thrust hard, circling her clit with wet fingers, and Ava starts to pant.
Pressing my forehead to hers, I mutter, “Not going to last long as good as you feel.”
I’m stunned when I no sooner get those words out than Ava’s hips buck, her back arching. She cries out a strangled moan of release, and her pussy muscles tighten all around my cock. Christ, that was fast, and now I’m racing to catch up.