Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Her sex glistens, that much is obvious even as I view it from this distance. I lick my lips as I descend between her legs and place a kiss right there on her clit. She shudders so delightfully beneath me and I don’t hesitate in continuing to explore her. Licks, tender touches, they slide through her folds, a light hum rising in her. I study her to see exactly what she likes, and build upon that.
She’s so delectable. I slurp her juices, savoring each and every drop, and thankfully, she’s more than happy to provide more for me. It’s not long before she’s gasping, and each and every lick seemingly produces a wonderful moan out of her.
She writhes beneath me, reaching for my head, grabbing my hair in a weird blend of desperation and petting me, struggling to cope with such powerful feelings and wanting me to keep doing what I’m doing.
Every lick is deliberate. Every slide of my fingers into her sex is measured. All of it combined is dedicated to her pleasure. In our short time together, Olivia had already done so much for me, in pleasing me and giving me a brighter outlook for my future than I ever thought possible.
She’s my wife, yes. In that way, she’s already mine. But I know that such things aren’t truly permanent in today’s world. If I want to keep her, I need to please her. I need to do anything and everything to convince her that being my wife is the best decision she’s ever made.
Her moans only get louder and louder, the intensity of it all spiraling out of control. She’s rising off the sofa, the pleasure being given to her just too much for her to handle. It’s sudden when she comes, and damn, is it surprising.
The powerful ecstasy consumes her, making her roar in delight, her legs closing around my head as I suck her clit a little more to make sure she wrings every bit of pleasure out of it. It’s absolutely beautiful, and I feel as if I’m already addicted to the sounds and sensations of Olivia Young coming against my tongue.
Even if it proves quite a bit messier than I imagined. What with her squirting all over my face.
Her cheeks are beet-red as she looks down at me. “Oh. Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve never done that before.”
I laugh. “I’ll take that as a compliment, then. I loved it.”
Grabbing a tissue from my nearby nightstand, I wipe myself down as I look back at her. Naked and trembling, ready and willing for so much more.
It is time to properly consummate the marriage. To take her and to plant my seed deep inside her.
It is time to start our beautiful life together.
7
OLIVIA
This is turning into something so much more than I ever imagined it would be.
I’m no virgin. I’ve had my fair share of experience. And usually guys are either totally self-absorbed and completely ignorant of my needs, or they’re completely clueless but willing to learn. The latter is preferable, sure, but by the time they learn how I tick, I’ve found some reason the relationship isn’t going to work.
Cameron?
He knew everything to make me squeal and come right off the bat. It was something truly magical and I really have no idea where he’s been all my life.
I don’t know what I was thinking when I made the pact. When I eyeballed that creep in the coffee shop, I was starting to think that to realistically get married and start a family within a year, I would have to settle for someone who wasn’t exactly perfect for me. That they’d fall short in the character department, or in the bedroom, or fail at something else equally vital.
Cameron is proving to be so damn perfect in so many ways.
To find him just by happenstance in a coffee shop? It feels about as likely as winning the lottery.
But even as rare as that is? It has to happen to someone, sometime. Rarer than even one in a million, it still happens.
There’s an aching feeling pulsating all over my body, and he stands tall, his cock throbbing and pointing right at me. God, finding him is seeming better than finding out you’re holding the winning one-billion-dollar lottery ticket.
“We need to get you in bed for this,” he says. “We need to do this right.”
“Oh, do we? I’m fine with you having me right here.” I flutter my eyelashes, shooting him the most seductive gaze I can manage. It makes his cock twitch in anticipation.
“As tempting as it is, it won’t take long.” He picks me up off the sofa, leading to me giggling madly as he carries me through his condo toward his bedroom.
He drops me onto a massive, plush bed. I push myself back, spreading my legs for him. I’m far more concerned with him than anything else in the room, but a quick glance around suggests it’s as luxurious as everything else in his condo.