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)
“A little,” I admit as I look at the photo again. “But mostly, it’s pretty amazing.”
“Yeah,” she agrees, snuggling into me. “It’s pretty amazing.”
CHAPTER 25
Ava
I awaken easily when Cannon walks into the bedroom. I’m usually a sound sleeper, but I knew he would be coming back from the game in Washington, and I was so excited, I just couldn’t fall into a hard slumber.
I’d left the bedside light on for him so there’d be no stumbling around in the dark. “Hey,” I murmur, lifting up on my elbow.
“Didn’t mean to wake you,” he says with apology and immediately starts stripping.
“I wanted you to.” I watch parts of his body revealed with every article of clothing he removes. “Happy birthday.”
He smiles at me as he shoves his pants and briefs down, kicking them off. “My birthday was yesterday.”
“Technically,” I reply, eyes darting to the bedside clock. It’s a little after one a.m., and his birthday officially ended an hour ago. “But since you weren’t here for the actual event, I’ve got a birthday kiss waiting for you.”
Cannon grins as he slides into bed and opens his arms. I move into him and accept his mouth on mine for a luxuriously slow kiss.
“Happy birthday,” I whisper, and then roll over so my back is to his front. His strong arms pull me into his body.
I feel weirdly hyped with desire but also calm and replete with peace. The mere fact that Cannon can evoke such dichotomous feelings within me only affirms how special he is.
“Mmm, you feel good,” he murmurs, doing nothing more than holding me tight. I know he’s not going to be content just to cuddle because I can feel his erection at my backside, but he seems in no hurry.
My arms come over his, and I wiggle my rear against him.
Cannon sucks air through his teeth, growling into my ear. “That’s a good way to get yourself fucked fast.”
God, I love his dirty talk so much, and it only makes me writhe against him more, my ass pressing firmly against his cock.
He growls, a sure indication I’m driving him crazy. I love it when Cannon is a little hard and rough in his zeal to have me, but he merely rolls me onto my back and bends over to place his mouth against mine.
The kiss is immediately erotic. It’s a slow mating of our lips with his tongue lazily searching for mine. His hand comes to the side of my face, cupping it as he nibbles against my lips. I turn toward him, matching his movement with my palm against his cheek.
I don’t know how long we kiss, but Cannon takes his time. His lips slide along my jaw, down my neck, and to my collarbone before he moves his body over mine and settles between my legs.
And then he continues kissing me, deep and claiming. I rotate my hips, seeking friction between us, demanding he give me what I want. I know he wants it too.
My hand slips down to his ass, and I dig my nails in. Cannon hisses and bites my lower lip before licking it. “Do you know how much you drive me crazy?”
“Says the man who said I was on my way to a fast fucking but seems content to just kiss,” I mutter as his lips go back to my neck.
“I’ll get you there, baby. You’ll be screaming soon enough.” Cannon moves down, his stubbled cheeks scraping against my breast. His mouth closes over a nipple and he sucks hard while his hand squeezes. “But first I want to play a little.”
“Cannon,” I moan as he inches down my body, alternately kissing and nipping at my skin with his teeth.
Pushing my legs apart, Cannon’s eyes move up my body and lock with mine. “This has become my favorite part of any day.”
“What’s that?” I whisper.
“Making you feel good. Making you come.”
My heart contracts from the declaration, and my entire body feels coiled tight like I might burst apart if he touches me again. His mouth lowers, eyes still pinned on me. His breath wafts over my pussy causing my body to tremble violently.
And then his mouth is on me, hot breath and forceful tongue along with gentle flutters like butterfly wings. True to his word, he gets me there, and it’s fast. My orgasm rips through me, and I come so hard, I see stars.
“Gotta let go, Ava.” Cannon’s voice penetrates my thoughts.
“Huh?” I mumble, lifting my head to see that my fingers are threaded through his hair and curled into tight fists. “Sorry,” I gush, releasing him.
Cannon grins and lunges up my body, slamming his mouth back down on mine. I’m drowning in his kiss as he raises one leg to curl around his hip before driving into me.
Bending his head, he looks down between our bodies. “Look, Ava,” he whispers. “Look at me lodged deep inside you.”