Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 64885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“I want to touch you,” she said, breathless.
A warm shudder ran the length of my spine at her words. I’d never wanted a woman so much in my life, but I managed to shake my head. “Not tonight, angel,” I said. “Tonight is about distracting you.”
I leaned down, kissing her again before moving to the line of her jaw and lower. “If there’s something you don’t like, you need to tell me, okay? Don’t keep it in. You don’t like something, don’t want something, I stop. Understand?”
“Yes,” she said. “But I have no clue what I do and don’t like.”
I smirked at her. “Trust me,” I said. “You’ll know.”
I dipped down even lower, shifting so I could palm both of her breasts in my hand. “Fuck,” I groaned. “You’re not wearing a bra.”
“I don’t sleep in underwear,” she said.
My cock throbbed with the realization that there was nothing beneath any of the silk covering her.
I used that silk while I rolled her nipples, using the sensation to get them to peak for me. Then I tugged it down, needing the pebbled bud in my mouth. I sucked it until it was rosy, then soothed the small hurt with my tongue, my eyes flashing up to her face to make sure she was enjoying it.
“Told you I’d put these in my mouth,” I said.
“Yes,” she sighed, her eyes were closed and mouth parted open with little breathy gasps coming out of it with every graze of my touch.
She arched against me as I moved to her other breast, her body so damn responsive. I shifted above her, placing my thigh between hers to give her something to move against, knowing if I let my cock down there that would be the end of me.
She gasped when I pressed my thigh against her warm flesh, and I groaned at the feel of her heat through the silk. I was more than ready to get down there, but I wanted to play first.
I kissed her breasts, working my hands over her body, burning into my memory every spot that made her gasp or whimper.
Sliding my hands beneath her lower back, I lifted her slightly, helping her create that pressure she sought against my thigh while moving to the side of her breast, nipping at the sensitive flesh there.
“Gareth,” she moaned at the bite, and I about fucking came at the pleasure laced around my name.
My wife liked a little pain with her pleasure, just like me.
Fucking hell, this was harder than I ever thought possible.
I grinned against her, kissing the little red mark I’d made on her breast, and moved lower. I pushed her shirt up, kissing along her soft stomach, then hooked my fingers in the band of her shorts, eyes looking up to her.
“This okay?” I asked, wanting her to know she was in full control.
She immediately lifted her beautiful ass off the bed, nodding hurriedly, like she was more than ready for me to take them off. I grinned, pride swelling in my chest as I slid the silk down her legs and tossed it behind me.
“Fuck, Serenity,” I said, unable to help myself at the sight of the thin strip of blonde curls that covered her glistening, pink flesh. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
I softly kissed just above her pussy, then around it, ramping up the anticipation as much as I could. My fingers grazed the inside of her thighs before I rose up enough to look down at her as I lightly dragged them through her heat.
She gasped, eyes flaring wide at the single touch.
I trembled as her wetness clung to my fingers. She was so ready for me. “Did you touch yourself like this?” I asked, teasing her.
“Yes,” she breathed the word. “But you’re better. So. Much. Better. More,” she whispered.
Who was I to deny her?
I glided my fingers through her wet pussy again, slowly dancing around her entrance before teasing her swollen clit.
I shifted up until I was at her mouth again, my hand still teasing her as I brought my mouth down on hers. And as she parted her lips for me, letting me in, I slid one finger inside her heat, the combination making her shudder around me.
I stroked her slowly, not wanting to hurt her, but she was already so slick. She made it so fucking easy to play with her.
In and out, I dragged my finger from her, using my thumb to lightly move around her clit, enjoying the needy way she rocked into my touch, chasing her pleasure in an unabashed way that made me fucking weak for her.
I kissed her harder, deeper, drawing the gasps from her lips as I slid another finger inside her, pumping into her until I felt her walls flutter around them.
I drew my hand back, and she whimpered.