Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Placing my hand over hers, I said, “Look, I can’t even say I blame Rory for what he did. All is fair in love and war, right? He got the girl in the end. He played the game better than me. And you fell in love with him. He won.”
Her stare seared through me before she said, “No. I beg to differ. Because now I’m in bed with you. So, I’d say I won the game in the end.”
My heart nearly leapt from my chest. That was the sweetest fucking thing she could have said to me. It felt like she healed an entire decade of anger and resentment with two sentences. She was right. In the end, despite everything that happened, here we were. And tonight, in this moment, it wasn’t about any of that shit that happened in the past. It was about us. I could have kissed her for those words.
In fact, I did.
Wrapping my hands around her face, I pulled her into my lips and expelled a breath of relief as I tasted her. She moaned into my mouth and my dick reacted, now ready to burst. As long as it had been since our one kiss all those years ago, the recognition of her taste was immediate. Except this time, it wasn’t going to end in just a kiss.
With each moment that passed as I thrust my tongue in and out of her mouth, I became more lost in her. With each whimper and moan that travelled down my throat, I wanted to dominate her more.
I spoke over her lips, “Are you wearing the thong I asked you to?”
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
She broke away to pull down her skirt then turned her back to me, displaying her gorgeous, taut ass. I ran my hand along her skin and looped my finger inside the string laying within her ass cheeks. Unable to help myself, I pulled on it pretty hard.
“I only want you to wear these when you’re with me. I want to see all the different colors. I love your ass in them.”
“Okay.”
Her thong was wet from the moment I first touched it. “They’re soaked. How long have you been wet like this?”
She turned around to face me and grinned impishly. “Since you moved in.”
A wry smile spread over my face. “Well, then, it sounds like I created a problem I need to take care of.” I boldly slid her hand down onto my cock and pressed it into me. “Feel this. This is what you do to me, except I finally don’t have to hide it anymore.”
Amber closed her eyes and began rubbing her palm along my crotch as we faced each other. I reached down and massaged her clit before slipping my fingers inside of her hot pussy.
“Fuck, Amber.” I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of her wetness as my fingers moved in and out. “My fingers are covered in your come.”
I pulled them out and hovered over her as she writhed under me.
“Watch me,” I said, unzipping my pants and taking out my rigid cock.
She watched intently as I used her come that was still on my fingers as lube while stroking myself. Her eyes were transfixed on my hand moving back and forth. I couldn’t ever remember being this hard before sex. I loved watching her watching me. Amber bit her bottom lip as she reached down and began playing with her clit.
Oh, fuck yeah.
The only sounds were those of our arousal and skin rubbing together. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her fingers moving over the folds of her beautiful, blush pussy. I could have come all over the bed in five seconds if I let myself. There was no way I was going to waste this opportunity. I needed to pace myself. The only place I wanted to climax was inside of her.
She stopped rubbing herself long enough to undo her bra, letting her beautiful breasts spring free. When she looked up at me, there was a certain innocence in her eyes. I had to remind myself that she’d only been with one man before me.
Holy shit. I need to slow down.
My eyes scrolled down her face, to her neck, and then once again landed on her breasts. I took some time to just stare at her creamy tits and erect nipples while my aroused cock hung in the balance, throbbing and ready to go.
As much as I wanted to rub against her opening, I was covered in precum, so that was too risky. Much to my dismay, I’d left the box of condoms in my backpack, which was all the way on the other side of the room. I reluctantly pried myself away from her warm body and walked over to retrieve one.
Amber sat up and gawked at my naked physique, which I fucking loved. I loved how badly she wanted me. Her eyes were glued to the tattoo at the base of my abs as I ripped the condom wrapper open with my teeth and slipped the rubber over my engorged cock.