Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
I kissed her back, pecking her lips softly at first. Teasing her with the tip of my tongue, I ran it all along the outline of her pouty mouth. At that moment, the feel of her skin drove me over the edge, and all we were doing was kissing.
Our tongues moved in sync with one another. I kissed her one last time, letting my lips linger for a few more seconds before resting my forehead against hers.
Her breaths came fast.
Her eyes were dark and dilated, luring me the fuck in.
Her long, messy hair draped all around her face, spreading between us. I resisted the urge to tug it back just so I could kiss all along her neck, her collarbone, and all over her breasts.
I slowly moved my calloused hand up her body. Feeling the softness of her silky white skin, I continued my heated assault, causing her to squirm underneath my touch. I didn’t give a shit about my shoulder, and with the pills and booze finally hitting my system, I wasn’t hurting much. At least not physically, but I was aching to be inside her.
Her breathing hitched when I cupped her tits, pushing them together, enjoying the feel of them in my grip. Her nipples were hard, begging to be sucked.
In a heady, pleading tone, she begged, “Be with me, Luke… fuck me…”
And for the first time…
I was going to make her mine.
I grinned, licking my fingers before sliding my hand into her pussy. She moaned, causing my cock to twitch from the sound of her.
I finger fucked her until her knees buckled.
Until her body fell forward.
Until she was screaming out my name.
“Just like that, Sloan. Give it to me, darlin’.”
Saying her name gave me as much pleasure as making her come down my hand.
Her legs shook.
Her body trembled.
Her pussy pulsated, squeezing my fingers so damn tight, almost pushing them out. Her cum dripped down my arm as I let her ride out her orgasm.
The second she reached for the zipper of my slacks, I didn’t stop her. I let her keep going like it was the only thing I ever wanted. Our connection was something that still drove me over the edge. I’d never felt anything like it before.
All the love I’d seen growing up.
The ones that I knew were real and true.
The ones built on trust and friendship.
I didn’t think it’d be in the cards for me, and I accepted that a long time ago. I was forty-three years old, and this was the first time in my life where I felt I’d found the one.
My soulmate.
The love of my life.
As my great-aunt Lily would say, she was my lobster.
Jesus… you sound like a goddamn pussy.
As soon as she pulled my cock out, she didn’t hesitate to sit on it. She slid her soaking wet cunt all the way down my dick.
“Yes…” she purred, breathless.
She choked the fuck out of my cock with her tight, little pussy.
Her mouth parted.
Her eyes shut as she took me in completely, trying to get used to my size.
“Oh my God, you feel huge…”
I grinned, claiming her lips like I was claiming her pussy. “Words every man wants to hear.” I kissed her. “Ride me, Sloan.”
That was all she needed to hear. She slowly rocked her hips until she got used to the feeling of my dick deep inside her. Placing her hands against the headboard for more leverage, she swayed faster and harder.
I took her nipple into my mouth, kneading the other one, unable to get enough of her. Another moan escaped from deep down in her throat. My fingers found their way to her already sensitive clit from my previous assault. Her breathing escalated as soon as she realized what I was about to do. She encouraged me, bucking her hips forward.
“Luke…”
“Yeah, darlin’? Just like that… Fuck me…” I growled from deep within my chest.
I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking vise.
I vaguely felt her shiver.
Leaning forward, she started kissing me more aggressively than before and I gripped the back of her neck, wanting to bring her closer, needing her body to cover mine.
Our lips moved on their own accord, no longer having control over our movements.
I kissed her jawline.
Her neck.
Deliberately made my way back to her lips.
Her delicate hands moved down my inked chest, wanting to feel my skin against her fingertips. She stopped at the edge of my bandage wrap, not wanting to hurt me.
“Fuck… you feel good,” I groaned, thrusting my hips upward to feel her G-spot on the tip of my cock.
My pace increased as I made her fuck me as hard as she could, unable to get enough.
I couldn’t help it.
I loved it rough, and from the sounds escaping her, she did too. Both our mouths parted, breathless, riding the high, waiting to fall over the edge together.