Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
I ached for Rex.
Having sex with him was… That thought lasted until Rex lifted his head and looked into my eyes. Immediately I lost all coherent thought as I stared up into his piercing blue eyes. Lust had made them shine like lapis lazuli.
He took my earlobe between his teeth, seductively. Suddenly, he grabbed a handful of my hair in hand and yanked it down so my neck was more available to his lips.
Slowly, deliberately, he trailed warm kisses against the skin of my throat, while his other hand moved to the heat of my sex. I was wearing a white thong. Instead of tearing it like he had my nightie, he only moved it aside and pushed a long finger into my dripping-wet pussy.
I inhaled sharply, as a cresting wave threatened to break inside me. I knew, when it broke, the pleasure would be incandescent. With this man it would be like nothing I have ever felt before.
“You ready, Red Riding Hood?” he whispered.
“Yes,”’ I choked out.
He lifted me clean off the floor and carried me to the bed, where he laid me on the clean white linen and looked down at me. There was nothing between the big bad wolf and me except a little bit of lace.
I let my legs fall apart and his eyes flew to my open sex. Now there was only a tiny string between the folds. That was all that kept us separate.
“Have you dreamed of this, Willow?”
“Well, I—” I began, but my words were cut off by a gasp when he plunged his finger into me again.
“A yes or no answer will suffice,” he said. When he played with the soft petals of my sex, I quivered with raw need.
“Yes,” I sighed. “Yes.”
16
REX
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Her sex was wet and spread open before me, and the tantalizing sweet scent of her arousal that I’d detected in the car earlier in the day, rose in waves from her warm pussy and called to me. She wriggled her hips as if inviting me.
I stared down at her, enthralled.
A voice in my head had been giving off a stream of warnings all day, but the voice was wrong. This was just a fling. A weekend fling in a quaint, old hotel in the middle of nowhere. Where no one knew me and I knew no one.
And why not?
I’d never been so crazy for a woman’s body before. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone or anything else. I got on my knees and pulled her hips up by a pointless scrap of material between us. I slipped my hands under the cheeks of her ass before I tore the lace away. Now, she was a bowl full of scent and pleasure waiting for me. There was thirst inside me, a thirst that could no longer be denied.
I dipped my tongue into her and felt a rush of intoxication.
Her taste was sweet and bright, succulent as melon dipped in honey. It was pure heaven. I could become addicted to her taste. Zealously, meticulously, I kissed the pinkest places on her pussy, and held her tightly when she arched desperately under me. When her muscles contracted and flexed, my fingers pressed even more dominantly into her flesh.
When my tongue was in her, caressing the silky wetness, she moaned with pleasure. Quickly, her sighs and moans turned to urgent cries. Her taste deepened as she got closer to her climax. Her skin flushed and she began to beg for release. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked until she screamed out, her juices flooded my mouth. I growled with hunger and need as I drank her sweetness greedily.
Eventually, she became still.
I wanted to carry on drinking her nectar, but my cock was throbbing with primal need. I rose up and saw that she was trembling, but her eyes were calm and welcoming.
“Let the wolf come out to play, Rex,” she whispered.
Heat and lust throttled through my cock and raced all the way to my brain at her words. She appeared fragile and naïve, but she understood. She understood the intensity of my lust meant I couldn’t be gentle. What I felt was aggressive and primitive, even furious. Until now, I’d held it back, kept it under control, resisted every pang of lust. And now it threatened to consume me.
There was no trepidation in her eyes. In fact, she welcomed it. She wanted it.
I vaulted off the bed, and in a flash, I had undressed and sheathed myself. Swiftly I went to her body and flipped it over. She gasped with surprise, but lay quietly on her stomach, her cheek resting on the bed.
Roughly, I lifted her hips so her entire pussy was exposed to me. Her pussy was swollen and slick between the cheeks of her ass.