Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I fucking love Melissa right down to her cute little toes.
She smiled shyly then.
“That’s nice . . . I—”
“Nice?” I asked, pretending to be pissed off about it. I pushed her into the wood beam behind her, angling my body so that we touched in all the right places. “I think we can do better than ‘nice’.”
I leaned in, my gaze intent on her lips. Her eyes dropped to my mouth and then closed with a soft, sexy sigh. I took her lips in a long, lingering kiss that felt like it went by too fast and went on for days, all at the same time.
Her breath was ragged as I started to explore her body with my hands. I didn’t rush anything. I just let my hands roam, touching and teasing her at will. I kept my hands on top of her clothes, which made it seem even hotter, if that were even possible. I’d never had to wait for a girl in high school. I almost wished now that I had, not that there had been anyone special. Because the waiting made every touch, every sexy little sound she made, that much sweeter.
Then again, I had a feeling it was just her.
I leaned back, slowly brushing my thumb over her hard nipples as I stared into her eyes.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?”
“Yes . . . it feels so good. I feel bad, though.”
“Why?”
“Maybe it’s wrong to feel good right now?”
“Let me give you a little stress relief. I won’t do anything we haven’t done before.”
She blushed bright red and I knew she was thinking about our picnic. Fuck, I’d been thinking about it every damn minute since last weekend. I knew I would never forget her sweet surrender as she let me bring her to orgasm for the first time.
I didn’t tell her I needed this as much as she did. We were alone, except for the horses. Her mom was resting. The hospice nurse didn’t come until later today.
We could have this moment together. We both needed it.
I eased her shirt open, baring her glorious tits to my eyes. They spilled out over the top of her plain white bra. I would buy her lingerie, I decided. But nothing too garish. She didn’t need anything to add to her allure.
But she would look fucking incredible in white silk and lace . . .
I grunted at the image, using my hands to bring her nipples to sharp points as I stared at her flushed face. Her breathing started to pick up speed as one of my hands slid between her thighs. She was wearing jeans, unfortunately. But I was pretty sure I could make her come through the soft denim. Or slip a hand inside . . .
After a few minutes of playing with her through her jeans, I did just that. I cursed at the wet heat I found inside her panties. She was soaking for me. Ready. Her eyes closed tightly as I fingered her slippery folds before settling into a steady rhythm on her clit. Her head fell backward against the wall and I smiled grimly. She was going to come for me, and more than once.
It was driving me crazy not to be able to see her, though. I needed those jeans off. I needed to taste her.
Her hips bucked as she started to peak. I doubled down, leaning forward to kiss the pale column of her throat. She grabbed my shoulders and held on tightly as I strummed her clit, making sure she came as hard as humanly possible. I didn’t stop playing with her pussy as she came down.
“Melissa . . .”
Her eyes opened and she stared at me dreamily. I slowly pulled my hand free and licked my fingers, savoring the salty, sweet taste of her. Her eyes widened as she stared at my mouth.
“I want to taste you,” I said, my voice quiet but rough. It wasn’t a request. It was a demand. She nodded as I slid her jeans down her legs and rubbed my face against her soaked panties. I growled as I pulled those down, too.
Her gorgeous pussy was pink and swollen. Ready for me. But now wasn’t the time to take her. Not yet. I just needed to take things a little bit further each time.
Nice and easy, Nick. Don’t dive in. Tease her a little.
I wanted Melissa to feel as desperate as I did. I wanted her to beg. Not today, but soon. I was going to have my way with her nice and slow.
I used my hands to hold her silky thighs open just wide enough for me to lean in and kiss her soft little pussy lips. She shivered under my hands and I smiled. This was going to be fun.
I took my time, exploring her outer lips with my tongue. By the time I pushed my tongue inside her, we were both moaning. She felt so tight and slick against my tongue, I could hardly fucking wait to get inside her. It was the ultimate tease, but instead of teasing her, I was torturing myself. I cursed as I replaced my tongue with a finger, testing her to see how hard it would be to take her when the time was right.