Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I pull away from her and try to reach the nightstand to get a condom. It’s not easy and my muscles strain.
“No condom.”
Every part of me freezes. Slowly, I turn to face her. Kelsey’s staring at me. “Kelsey?”
She nods. “You know I’m on the pill and . . .” She closes her eyes for a second and then looks at me again. “I want to feel you. All of you.”
There aren’t many things in life that can leave me speechless, but this is one of them. I swallow hard and try to form a response in my head, but nothing comes to mind. Well except every dirty thought possible like the obvious of rolling her over and plunging into her. Way to ruin a moment.
“Honey, are you sure?”
Kelsey tugs me back to my side and we’re right back where we started. She strokes my erection, giving it a few pumps before lining me up with her sex. For whatever reason, it’s like my body forgot how to function, and I think she knows this. She flexes and the tip is in, and then she moves and I’m not.
What the fuck?
Again, with another arch. Her eyes roll back and then I’m out again.
I lose track of how many times she does this until I feel my balls tighten. I haven’t even been fully sheathed in her and I’m about to come.
“Honey . . .” The word comes out strangled. “Fuck, Kels. I’m going to come.”
She doesn’t care though and keeps this up. Taking the tip of my cock into her and then pulling out. The back and forth, and the tiny gasps she lets out each time I enter her, are killing me.
Kelsey pushes me onto my back and then straddles my hips. Her hands push on my chest while slowly taking in every inch of me. I try to watch my dick disappear into her, but I swear I lose consciousness.
“Fuck me,” I utter the words as she starts the rise and fall. My hand rests on her hips and I help guide her up and down until she moves my hands to her breasts.
“Squeeze.” One single word has my hips thrusting into her. I do as she commands, tweaking her nipples and palming her glorious tits. I let go for a moment to watch them bounce. The sight spurs me to sit up and play catch a titty with my mouth. When I finally latch on to a nipple, I smile and suck. And then I start over with her other breast.
“Alex . . .”
I don’t even need to ask what she wants or needs. I know my girl. Wrapping my arm around her waist, my hand grips her hip and helps her move faster, and my free hand finds her bud. It’s fucking swollen and like a damn beacon between her folds. As soon as I had a little pressure, her head falls back, her hips rock faster and her nails dig into my shoulder blades.
“Alex . . . Alex . . .”
“Yeah, baby. I’m there.”
When I feel her getting close, I flex into her and keep the pressure on her clit. “I’m there, honey.”
“Yes . . . yes . . . oh, God . . . Alex . . .” She screams my name as her walls squeeze my cock. The sensation is too much to take, and I pump wildly into her, letting go. My hands move to her hips and hold her as she rides the aftershocks of her orgasm. She collapses against me, and I hold her a moment before sliding out of her and heading to the bathroom.
When I return, she’s spread-eagle on my mattress staring at the ceiling.
“Are you alive?”
“Barely.” She accepts the tissues from me but gets up and heads to the bathroom. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed when she saunters back into the room, wearing one of my T-shirts. She comes to me and straddles my lap.
“I’m not complaining, but where did that come from?”
Kelsey shrugs. “I think the book I’m editing. I don’t know, she had this scene and I kept picturing it in my mind, and then I had a dream, and there you were, ready to go.”
“I’m always ready for you.” I kiss her and smile when I taste her minty tongue. “Brushed your teeth, huh?”
She laughs and nods. “I couldn’t resist.”
“Can we talk about the lack of protection?” I ask, needing to make sure she’s good with the decision. “Again, not complaining, but I am surprised.”
“Sorry,” she says as she runs her fingers through my hair. “I meant to bring it up before, but it’s awkward.”
“It is, but definitely something we should talk about. I want you to be one hundred percent sure about this decision.”
“I am,” she says as she bites lower lip. “And it felt really good.”