Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Slowly, his fingers tightened on the lacy edge of my panties, and he started to tug them down. I trembled, the heat blazing through my body as this gorgeous, dominant man slowly tugged my panties down. My lower belly was exposed, and then more of my hips, and my mound, until with a barely contained gasp from my lips, my pussy was revealed to him.
He started to tug the panties lower, when suddenly, they stuck. My whole face — and probably my entire body — blushed scarlet as the thin little strip of fabric between my legs stuck to my sticky, slippery wet pussy.
Jackson growled. I gasped, glancing down to see his jaw tight and his eyes blazing.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes locked onto the slick, wet place between my legs that no man had seen.
“Wha-what?” I barely choked out.
Jackson looked up. “You heard me, Ada,” he said with that brooding, quiet intensity that’d gotten me this worked up and dripping wet in the first place.
“You’re fucking beautiful.”
Oh God.
I was turning to jelly in front of him as he moved in, his hands sliding up my thighs as he started to push them apart.
No gloves. The doctor wasn’t wearing gloves as his strong masculine hands slid over my skin. I whimpered, my whole body aching for more of his touch as he moved higher. His hands were so soft and yet powerful, and strong.
He moved higher and higher, making me gasp out loud. Fingers slid up the creases where my thighs just touched my pussy, and this time, I couldn’t help the moan that tumbled from my lips.
“Good girl,” he purred, teasing his fingertips back up and down the same little crease, over and over until I swear my hips were moving against his hands. He kept teasing me as he came so close to touching me where no one ever had before.
…And then he did.
I moaned. There was not chance of hiding it, but by then, I was pretty sure I couldn’t have anyways. His strong fingers slid right between my slick, soft lips, tracing over my opening and across my clit, making me cry out. His fingers pushed between my folds, spreading me open for his piercing gaze. His thumb brushed over my clit, making me gasp loudly as my whole body came alive for him.
“Mmm,” Jackson growled, his eyes sliding up every inch of my body until his fierce, hungry gaze was locked onto mine. “Good reaction, Ada.”
“Oh?” I croaked out, swallowing thickly and trying to stop another moan from falling out of my mouth as he started to rub my clit with slow, teasing brushes of his thumb.
“Yes,” he growled, his gaze fierce. “Why don’t we try that one again?”
I panted, slowly nodding my head. “Yes plea-ooh…”
I moaned loudly, tumbling completely as his strong thumb rolled over my aching clit — again and again and again. He moved slowly and deliberately, sending lightning through my body as he teased my little nub. I cried out, moaning for him as he sent sparks of electricity through my body.
“Very good, Ada,” Jackson growled, his eyes dragging back to mine. He eased a finger against my opening. I’d never had sex before, but horse-riding when I was younger meant I’d long since lost my hymen. And yet, no one aside from a doctor — and a doctor in a very different circumstance — had ever felt inside of me. Jackson was about to be my first.
…And it wasn’t the only thing I wanted him to be my first for.
He eased his finger inside and curled it deep against that sweet perfect spot inside, and I knew I was lost. Lying there, totally at his mercy with those gorgeous eyes locked onto mine and his fingers and thumb doing things to my body that no man ever had, I knew I was lost.
I knew I was his.
He slid a second finger inside, and I moaned as my hips rocked to meet him eagerly. Jackson chuckled, bringing his other hand to my stomach and resting his palm there.
“So fucking eager,” he growled, his jaw twitching. “Are you this excited for Doctor Petite? This fucking wet.”
“No!” I gasped quietly, shaking my head.
“And how about any other man?” he growled lowly, his eyes flashing fire. “Are there any other men who—”
“There are no other men,” I said quietly, biting my lip. “There—”
I looked away, but suddenly, his hand was cupping my jaw, and gently turning me back into that fierce gaze.
“There’s never been another man, has there, beautiful?”
I swallowed, my face flushed as I shook my head. “No.”
“Good.”
The word growled from his lips, and that fire in his eyes blazed even hotter as he let them sear into me. He moved closer to me, almost like he was about to move onto the chair with me. His fingers slid deep inside of me, stroking me so perfectly as his thumb rolled over my clit again and again, making my body melt for him.