Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 115400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
My hand closes over his, and our fingers entwine as he roams over my body. It’s like he’s committing every last curve to memory. His cock grinds against my ass, and there’s no doubting how big he is. He’s starved of my touch, his desperation just as powerful as mine, and I can’t resist reaching behind me and quickly working his belt.
Killian helps me to free his cock, and the moment his heavy shaft lands in the palm of my hand, I curl my fingers around him and start working up and down. My thumb circles his tip, feeling the small bead of moisture there, and every part of me wants to lap it up, but I won’t dare take my hand off him.
He shudders behind me, his body becoming weak beneath my touch, and it’s the most powerful thing I’ve ever done. Bringing a man like Killian DeLorenzo to his knees will always be my greatest achievement.
Killian groans, and the sound spurs me on, feeding my hunger in a way only he ever could, and when his hand trails down my waist and into the front of my thong, I crumble beneath him.
His skilled fingers push between my folds and instantly circle my clit, making my hips jolt. He doesn’t dare stop as his lips continue working my neck, and I close my eyes, tip my head back against his wide chest, and let the intense pleasure rock through me.
It’s too much, and he’s barely started touching me.
“Please,” I beg, the breathy word slipping through my lips. “God. Please, Killian. I need to feel the way you stretch me. I need you inside me.”
His hand slips further beneath me, and I can’t help but feel as though he’s testing the waters, needing to see just how much I can take.
“How much do you need me, Angel?” he growls in my ear as he slowly pushes two thick fingers deep inside of me, taking all the time in the world. “How fucking ready are you?”
There’s no denying how ready I am, and I know he feels it just as much as I do. I’m fucking drenched for him. “Again,” I demand, and as if on cue, his fingers slowly pull out before thrusting them back in, only this time, he curls them and massages my walls from within.
My eyes roll, the satisfaction so intense it takes me by surprise, and before I know it, I start grinding down on his fingers, desperate to take everything he’s got. “Don’t keep me waiting, Killian DeLorenzo,” I demand, tightening my grip on his heavy erection. “If you don’t bend me over and fuck me right now, I’ll do it myself.”
“Mmmm, that’s my girl,” he rumbles, and the way I feel the vibration through his chest makes my whole body shudder. “Spread those pretty thighs, baby. As far as they’ll go.”
A sultry grin spreads across my face as I quickly do as I’m asked, spreading my thighs almost to the point of pain, and when I feel his hand at my back, I release my hold on his cock and voluntarily lower my chest to the ground.
The blood instantly stains my long golden hair, but right now, only his hands on my ass matter. He tears my thong from my body, and the vulnerability does wicked things to me. I feel his heavy gaze locked on my drenched cunt, and I’ve never felt so beautiful in my life, and when everything clenches, he lets out a low, desperate groan.
“Angel,” he breathes as his fingers dig into my hips.
He takes his other hand and swipes his fingers through my center, and I push back against him, hungry for more. “Again.”
This time, he pushes those same two fingers deep inside of me, twisting and curling his fingers with every movement, and at this angle, he might as well kill me now because there’s no way I’m going to survive his wicked pleasure.
He works my body right to the edge, and I clench around his fingers as my whole body begins to shake. “Fuck,” I groan.
“You ready for me, Angel?”
“God, yes. Now.”
Killian wastes no time freeing his fingers from my cunt, and not a moment later, I feel that heavy tip at my entrance. “Touch yourself, Chiara. Show me how you like it.”
I don’t hesitate to slip my arm beneath me, and as I roll my fingers over my starved clit, Killian slowly pushes inside of me. He takes his time, taking me inch by inch, and I let out a breath of relief, not having realized just how much I was fearing this moment, but with him . . . it’s only him.
He keeps pushing and stretching until he’s fully seated inside of me, and I clench around him, my eyes rolling with the sweetest satisfaction. Everything pulses, and I’m so close to coming undone, but I won’t dare let go, not until he’s right there with me.