Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
“You need to let me go. I’m still meant to be behind the bar and I’m covered in beer, I need a shower.” She puffed out. He felt her every word vibrate through his chest.
“After.”
“After what?” Her eyes were glazing over. She knew.
He took the tie from her hair, leaving it to fall like a thick, silken wave over his hands. Fisting the hair at her nape, keeping her trapped, he leaned down and touched his lips softly to hers while never looking away from her jewelled eyes. Nicole’s lips were parted from her soft pants and their softness moulded to his lips. He kept her still as he explored their plumpness with his own lips. She wasn’t struggling against him now. He felt as the fight left her body and she melted into him. The weight of his body kept her propped up, leaving his other hand to stroke softly up and down her arm, savouring the soft as fuck skin under his fingers. He’d never felt anything so soft. His hand came to rest on the side of her neck, her pulse thumping under his palm. He begrudgingly inched away from her mouth to start his exploration of her body.
Nicole hands were fisted on the sides of his cut, keeping their bodies flush. He licked his lips and tasted the trace of sweetness left behind from their brief touch. She mirrored his action and he heard a tiny whimper emerge from her throat. Abandoning his plan and tightening his hold, he slammed his mouth back onto hers and forced his tongue through her lips. Her taste exploded in his mouth. Sweet and intoxicating. Her tongue moved with his, twisting and gliding with each other. Duke couldn’t pull back. This was bliss and better already than most of the sex he’d ever had. He wondered how long he needed before taking his next breath. Nicole split away first and ensnared him in her hypnotic gaze. Fuck, he’d never seen anything so beautiful. Her swollen lips were beckoning him back to her.
Her voice was a pleaded whisper. “Take me. Fuck me. Please…..”
Chapter five
Nicole
What was it about him? He’s the only one to ever knock through her walls and reach the woman beneath and he hadn’t even had to try. She couldn’t even play the part in front of other people if he was there. With Prez, Shel and the brothers earlier, she was totally herself. There were no ramblings, the unaffected front she usually wore had crumbled and she’d laid herself bare. She’d felt safe, she never felt safe and now here she was begging Duke to fuck her! The very man who’d started all this and she knew nothing about! What was he doing to her mind? How was it possible she’d only known him for a day?
All night since her time in the booth, her focus had been on him, her gaze seeking him out wherever he was and whenever she had the chance. It all began to feel like foreplay. She fought when he pulled her away to his apartment, yet she knew if he’d let her go she would have hated it. Duke’s alpha vibes made her want to challenge him but she she had to admit to herself that she hadn’t put up much of a fight. She had this fantasy in her head of him throwing her over his shoulder and taking her with such vehemence that no other man would ever be able to compete. So far she was getting her wish but she’d had enough now and was primed for the main event.
Her body was quaking, her pussy swollen and wet, every ounce of her being was focused on his lips. Her skin was hyper sensitised and the cool air that passed between the few gaps between them irritated her senses. She couldn’t bear any distance between them. She closed the gaps, kissing and nibbling his neck, making her way back to his lips. She pressed hard against him, wanting to be sheltered in his warmth and cocooned by his body.
His skin was hot to touch and so smooth. Her lips prickled as they swept against his stubble. His hands slid down her back and stroked her exposed skin before ripping her tank up, forcing her arms above her head. She was desperate to have his skin against hers. He started massaging her swollen breasts and plucking her nipples, sending shock waves to her core. She pushed his cut from his shoulders and started pulling up his tee. He finished the task for her, whipping it over his head and across the room.
Their bodies clashed together. His skin on hers felt so right, her whole body reacted with a pleasant spasm and a moan tore through her from deep inside. His hands moulded to her ass and lifted her up, squeezing and separating the cheeks. She swung her legs around his body and ground her clit against his rigid cock, coating his pants with her slickness that had already soaked through her shorts. The kissing grew desperate with sharp nips on each others lips. Duke strode to the bedroom where they collapsed onto his king size bed.
Cool satin sheets soothed her back as Duke tore at her shorts while she tackled his zipper. Her hand wrapped around his thick cock and started to stroke his length, needing to feel every inch. The sheer sized amazed her and caused the aching emptiness to increase between her thighs. He pulled her hand away, kicked of his pants, leaving his sculpted form exposed for her viewing. He stepped forward and pulled off her shoes, tore her shorts off her legs and froze.
“Holy. Fuck.” He groaned. “That’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” His eyes were fixed on the soft pink bow tattooed on her bare mound. The ribbon tails fanned out to the top of her thighs, framing her pussy. His fingers traced softly over it before dipping down into her heat, running a fingertip over her pulsing clit. Her back bowed as sharp pleasure shocked her at his touch. “I’ve gotta taste you, baby.”