Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
"Jesus. That's fucked up." I tip her head back, making sure she hears me. "There are a lot of fucked up people in this world, princess. But you're more than your body, and you deserve to be treated with respect. You don't owe me or anyone else a goddamn thing you don't want to give. You have the right to tell me no anytime, anyplace. You don't owe me an explanation or a reason. If you don't want something, all you have to do is say no, understand?"
Her gaze flits across my face before she nods. "I understand." Her tongue peeps out, wetting her bottom lip. "It's different with you, Coby. I…like the way you look at me. I like the things you say to me."
"Yeah?"
She nods again, heat crawling up her cheeks. "I like making you crazy."
"You're certainly fucking good at it," I mutter. "You know how many times I've thought about breaking in here and setting your closet on fire?"
"You better not. I love my clothes."
"Yeah? I love what's under them." I plunge my hands down her shorts, grabbing her bare cheeks to grind her against my lap. She isn't wearing panties. My lips land against the soft skin of her throat, tasting her again. Fuck. I forgot how sweet she tastes against my tongue.
She moans softly, melting into me.
I knead her plump cheeks, pushing them together and then spreading them apart…imagining my face between them. Jesus. How many times have I fucked my hand to the same thought? Too many to count. I'm obsessed with this ass.
My fingers run down the crevice, feeling how wet she is. I gather her juices on the tip of my finger, smearing it against her little asshole.
She moans again, pressing her face against my throat.
I circle her back entrance, unable to help myself. It's right fucking there, taunting me. I want it. I want inside it. I want to own it. The tip of my finger slowly pushes inside.
"Coby," she whimpers. "Oh my God."
"Tell me to stop, princess," I groan, knowing I'm already taking this too far. But I don't know how to go slow with her. I want everything, and I want it now. This isn't a booty call. I'm not just here for her body. I'm here because she's here…because there's nowhere else I'd rather be. But when she's in my arms, I can't help but touch and take and claim.
"Don't stop," she pants. "Please."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! God, Coby." She claws my shoulders, writhing against my lap as I sink my finger deeper.
I toy with her little asshole, pushing my finger in and out of her at a torturously slow pace, driving us both to the brink of insanity. I'm not sure which of us is more desperate. Her? Me? She's whining, quietly pleading for more.
I flip her onto her back, spreading her out beneath me.
She meets my gaze, those bright eyes wide and dilated. "Coby."
"If you aren't coming on my fucking tongue in the next two minutes, I'm going to snap," I growl, ripping her shirt off over her head. Before she can respond, I lean down, capturing one hard nipple in my mouth.
Her back bows off the bed, a startled cry rippling through the room as I use my tongue, tongue ring, and teeth to drive her into a frenzy.
Fuck. Her tits are as perfect as her ass.
I rake her shorts down her legs, flinging them off the side of the bed as I crawl over her. My hands find their way around the natural curve in her waist. Elodie isn't a small girl. She's thick and curvy everywhere. But she's got the perfect fucking body. She's soft, with a round belly and thick thighs that make me crazy. I'm going to spend hours worshipping every goddamn inch of her, I already know it.
I pop off her breast, kissing a trail down her body. She mewls beneath me, trying her best to stay quiet.
"The first time I get you alone, I'm going to make you scream, princess," I warn, lifting my gaze to hers. "I want to hear that perfect voice breaking for me while you're coming apart. If you're loud enough, I may take pity on you after the fifth or sixth time you come."
She has no idea just how much I get off on the thought of getting her off. It's going to be my goddamn mission in life. My fingers, tongue, and cock will be her favorite fucking seats. She'll live for what they do to her. I won't settle for anything less. Unless she's perfectly satisfied, I won't be.
I settle between her legs, dragging them up over my shoulders. Her heady scent swirls around me, clouding my head. She's so fucking wet and pink. I've never seen anything sweeter than the sight of her spread open and glistening for me, her hard little clit begging for attention.