Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
His finger slid inside, and I shamelessly bucked against his face, holding him tight against me with my hand in his hair. I’d never behaved this way before, but I ached for more of him than I had ever desired anyone else.
He concentrated on my clit while his fingers worked me from the inside, and I felt my orgasm coming. I slapped my hand over my mouth to cover my scream, and Bryson reached up and pulled on my arm, drawing my hand away so he could hear every sound I made.
His eyes met mine when I looked down at him, and I fell apart. Screaming out his name as he sucked and licked me to the most amazing orgasm of my life. When I finally came down from the high, I was in his lap as he sat on the patio of the rooftop.
Embarrassed by my wanton ways, I buried my face in his neck and whispered, “I’m sure all of Seattle heard that.”
“I hope they did, and that they know that it was me who made you scream like that,” he softly said, kissing my forehead. I looked up, and our eyes met.
“I want to make love to you, Rose.”
It felt like someone punched me in the chest, but in a good way. Bryson managed to stand, me in his arms, and move us to an outdoor chaise lounge. He laid me down, and I watched as he finished undressing. I sat up, pulled my shirt off, then my bra, and tossed them to the side. I had no idea where my sneakers and jeans were, and I couldn’t have cared less.
Picking up my foot, he kissed the inside of my ankle, then behind my knee. My body felt like it was on fire as he moved his way up my body, pressing his mouth softly on my skin as he worked his way to one nipple. When he took it in his mouth, I hissed out in pleasure. His other hand went between my legs, spreading them open for him to touch me. I was positive I was soaking wet. I’d never had sex without using a condom, but being with Bryson at that moment felt right. In the back of my mind, my conscience was screaming that everything between us would change the moment we made love. That this one-night stand would be much more than that, not only physically but also emotionally. I ignored every warning bell and let my legs fall open more.
“Bryson,” I moaned, my fingers digging into his back. “I need you inside me.”
He chuckled softly, positioned himself over me, and stared into my eyes.
“Why does this feel like my first time?” he asked.
Was it because he wasn’t wearing a condom? Or did he feel the same strange connection? Because if we were both feeling the same thing, that was very, very dangerous.
I pushed my thoughts aside and placed my hand on the side of his face. His eyes softened, and he leaned down to kiss me. The kiss was so soft and tender it nearly brought me to tears. Where had Bryson been all the years I wasted on other guys? And why did he have to come along now…when a relationship would be all but impossible.
“Rose,” he whispered as he pushed inside me. He closed his eyes and moaned. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Wrapping my legs around him, I relaxed my body, allowing him to move in easier. When he was fully seated, he locked his gaze with mine. And as if he could read my thoughts, he asked, “Where have you been?”
I forced back the tears that threatened to spill free. What in the world was wrong with me?
Before I could even try to think of something to say, Bryson moved slowly in and out of me. The rhythm felt like waves of pleasure rolling over my body until I couldn’t take it any longer. It was torture. I needed to feel more of him.
Digging my heels into his ass, I demanded he do more. “Faster. Harder. Bryson, I want more.”
He hadn’t disappointed me. More was what I had asked for, so more was what he had given me. It wasn’t fucking, though. It was passionate, mind-blowing lovemaking. Unlike anything I had ever experienced before. And if he was even feeling half of what I was, we were both royally screwed…and not in the good way.
He put his hands under my ass and tilted my body up to hit a spot deep inside me. I gasped and held on to the arms of the chair as Bryson drove in harder and deeper.
“Bryson, I’m going to come!” I cried out right before I felt the tingling sensation in the tips of my toes. Before I knew it, my body was trembling with an orgasm so powerful, I thought I left my damn body and ascended to the heavens from this rooftop.