Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
“What time do we eat?”
His smile grows, and his eyes darken. “After dessert,” he says and takes a step forward. “Or whenever we want.”
I smile at his sweet words and take a step closer, curling one arm around him. “Dessert now sounds good. Very good.” I step back and work the buttons on my flannel shirt, popping each one until I reveal the black lace and red silk.
“You are a beautiful dessert, Valentine,” he practically growls, his gaze darkening as I shrug out of the shirt and start to unbutton my jeans.
I smile at his pet name for me and step out of my sneakers and jeans, kicking them out of the way so Dix can take me in, wearing nothing but sexy lingerie and my heart on my sleeve.
“You are wearing far too many clothes,” I say.
He laughs when I start to undress him, running my hands all over the hard, sculpted muscles of his torso and abs, around to his back, and down to his butt.
He lets out a groan that makes me smile. “Doesn’t seem to be a problem anymore.”
“Not yet,” I tell him and grip the waistband of his briefs, shoving them down and kneeling before him. “I’ve been thinking about this cock for days,” I say as I fist his cock in my hand. “Tasting you.” My tongue flicks over the tip, and Dix sighs before grabbing my hair with enough force that I gasp.
“Fuck, Valentina. As much as I want to feel your lips around my cock, I need you too bad right now.”
Before I can insist, Dix pulls me up to my feet and spins me around to bend me over the table. “This ass is mine,” he grunts and smacks my ass.
I peek at him over my shoulder, smiling as his touch sets my body on fire. “Oh yeah?” I say teasingly. “And what are you going to do about it?”
“This and that,” he whispers and kisses a trail of heat down my spine before sinking his teeth into the meat of my ass. “Maybe some of this,” he says, kneading my cheeks before I feel the cool touch of his tongue between my cheeks.
“Dix!” My body jerks at the sensation of his tongue circling my asshole, his big hands gripping me to keep me still. “Si,” I cry out and grip the edge of the table. “Please.”
“Oh, I love it when you beg.” He rubs the tip of his cock against my pussy in slow up-and down motions. “Fuck, you’re so wet already.”
“You make me wet,” I tell him and bite down on my bottom lip as his cock plunges into me. “Si! Mas fuerte! Fuck me, yes!”
His hands grab my hips as he sinks so deep I can feel his balls hit my clit. There are no sounds except for grunts, groans, and skin slapping skin.
“Valentina,” he growls.
“Fuck me. Yes, yes. Asi es.” I arch my back, and he sinks into me. Again and again. “Yes,” I hiss out and smack a palm against the table.
His fingertips tighten, and he pulls out so slowly I can feel tears burn my eyes. But in the next moment, he pushes in hard. Dix finds a torturous pace that pushes me closer and closer to the edge of insanity. His hips pump rapidly, smacking against mine as I grip the table and arch into him.
“Valentina, fuck!”
Another double smack on my ass, and I’m so close, I’m dizzy.
“Oh, fuck. Your cunt is tight, baby.” He leans his chest against my back, and one hand wraps around me, sliding between my thighs.
“Yeah. That’s it,” he whispers in my ear as two fingers circle my clit. “You want to come, baby? Come on this cock?”
I nod. “Yes, yes. I need to come, Dix.” I push back against him, but I can’t move. His magic fingers rub wild circles in my clit. It’s just what I need, and my hips shake, my head falling forward as he lifts me off the ground. My orgasm slams through me, leaving me floating in the air.
“Oh. Dios,” I gasp as pleasure fills my body. My eyes flutter shut, and I grind on his cock until I feel it throbbing and pulsing as he fills me up.
Dix holds me in the air, for long moments before lowering me to the floor. “Fuck, Valentina, babe. You drive me crazy,” he whispers against my skin.
A soft laugh escapes and I shake my head. “Sorry to tell you, but you were crazy before we met.” I tease as he pulls away from me, my knees wobbling as I stand.
Dix throws me over his shoulder, laughing as I squeal and try to wriggle free. “What are you doing? Where are we going?”
He gives my ass a firm slap and grins playfully. “Taking you to bed, of course!”