Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 111464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 372(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 372(@300wpm)
I lick my lips, slowly walking toward her, and damn if a deep flush doesn’t creep up and across her skin with my advance.
We’re in her room now, so it’s getting more real by the second.
I’m about to have her, take her.
Fuckin’ claim her.
I slide my palms down her chest, feathering my fingers across her hard nipples only to slide them back up and cup her breasts fully. I massage them gently, before dropping my lips to Demi’s.
She inhales deeply, her mouth perfectly in sync with mine.
“You got a shower in here?”
She nods.
“Take one with me.”
There’s no hesitation from her as she links my hand with hers, pulling me along and into the closed door at the left side of her room.
She lets go, spinning to turn it on and reaching out to feel the water.
I step against her, her bare ass lined up perfectly with my dick.
She gasps when I slide it against her, my arm raises and I trail my fingers along her raised one until I can intertwine our fingers again.
I bring both our hands down, wrapping them around her middle and she pushes into me, her head falling back to my shoulder.
My free hand comes around, gripping the side of her face and turning it to mine.
I kiss her, deep and full, and she melts into me, spinning in my arms and pressing her near naked body into mine.
My hands skim across her panty line and she pulls her lips free.
Her heart beats wildly against me, those hazy, utterly aroused, eyes locking with mine. “Take them off, Neek.”
“Not yet,” I rasp. “I need to feel how bad you want me first.”
Her gaze darkens and she squirms, but her center pushes in closer, ready for me.
I slide my fingers inside the material and trail them down until the center meets my skin. Instantly they freeze there, the proof of how ready and wanting she is right there for me to touch.
She’s soaked.
“Bad,” she moans, delivering the answer I’ve just discovered.
“So fuckin’ bad, right baby?” I hook my fingers in the sides and step back, my eyes on her as I drop to my knees, slowly sliding her underwear down her legs.
Her head tilts forward slightly, so she’s looking at me down the bridge of her nose, waiting to see what I want to do next.
So many things, baby.
I reach over, tapping the edge of the shower.
She knows what I want.
She lifts her leg, placing her foot flat against it and I scoot in.
Her scent hits me first and I groan, squeezing her thigh as my hand glides up and across to her ass cheek. I lean in, blowing slow, warm breaths across her center and her hands fly to my head.
“I didn’t shave today, baby.” I lick my lips, and hers fall open. “You wanted to feel my stubble on your inner thigh, yeah?”
Her eyes blacken and she nods.
I glide my chin along the apex of her thighs, and her muscles tense, even more when I allow it to lightly brush her clit as I pull back.
“You want my mouth on you, D?” I rasp, squeezing her ass cheek.
“I want all of you,” she whispers.
I’m struck immobile.
I stare up at her, Demi Davenport, stripped bare, stimulated, her eyes open and on me. For me.
Wanting me.
I slip my hand farther into her ass crack and tug her to me, my mouth clamping around her throbbing clit instantly.
I groan at the taste of her, my chest rumbling and her heavy moan fills the room. Her grip on me tightens.
I roll my tongue as I suck her into my mouth and her legs start to spasm, her whimpers growing longer, deeper, and when her legs try to close on my head, I pull away, shooting to my feet and smashing my lips into hers.
She tries to protest, but when I slip my finger inside her, she dives her tongue into my mouth, fighting for the orgasm I just denied her, but I pull away again.
This time a low, angry groan leaves her, and I smirk.
I climb into the shower, lifting her in with me and spin her to the wall, closing us inside.
She tries to sneak her hand between us, but I catch it, pinning it back with my own.
“I need to get clean for you, baby. I just got outta practice.”
“I don’t care.”
I fight a grin, grinding into her, my eyes flying across her face as she moans. “I do.”
She pouts but then raises a brow as she reaches to the side blindly grabbing a bottle of soap. She squirts some in her hands and lets the bottle fall to the floor.
She trails her hands over my shoulders, gently nudging me back as she washes my body. She hurries through my top half, but when she reaches my abdomen, she slows, teasing along my skin until she’s gliding across my dick.