Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 135604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Tori went rigid in my arms again, but it was different this time. She liked hearing that. I knew this because, along with going rigid, she whimpered and slid her fingers up the back of my neck and into my hair, gripping handfuls. Then she turned her head and let me get at her mouth again.
She was frantic before. I didn’t know what the fuck this was.
We were biting and hitting teeth more than we were actually kissing. Mouths crashing together. Noses getting in the way. Acting like neither one of us knew what the fuck we were doing, just knowing that we needed it and further knowing we’d do anything to get it.
Draw blood. Break bones. Didn’t matter.
She was crazy. I had lost my goddamned mind.
I got her naked, spread a blanket out in front of the fire, and tossed a pillow down, all while we kept kiss-fighting, which was the only word I knew to describe it. Once I got Tori beneath me and slid my fingers inside her, touching where she never lied, where she couldn’t lie, I started chipping away to get to the truth.
And she kept playing the game.
Denying it. Telling me there was nothing else she was thinking about while I fingered her slowly and stroked my dick so she could watch. Now I was adding my thumb and making her breaths come quicker, building it faster, knowing she was close to giving it up. And knowing Tori. Knowing her this entire fucking time.
She was mine, and I knew exactly what she was hiding.
“Think you love me, babe,” I offered up, tired of waiting for her to admit it.
Her eyes sliced to mine and widened in panic. I inhaled sharply through my nose when her nails cut in deeper on my thigh.
Fuck.
Tori’s fingers relaxed. She bit her bottom lip.
“Yeah,” I murmured, pulling my hand out from between her legs. I planted it on the floor next to her hip and crawled over her, smirking. “You fuckin’ love me, don’t you?” I asked, dropping to my elbows and pressing us together, trapping my hard cock between us.
Lip still caught between her teeth, Tori slowly shook her head.
“You love me,” I stated.
She shook it quicker.
“Babe.”
“I don’t,” she argued, voice quiet. “Really.”
“Really, you do. That’s your truth, Legs.”
“It isn’t. I like that you call me Legs.”
“You like that and you fuckin’ love me. Said it built in you and that it’s more now. You said it. No denying what you said.” I bent closer, hovering over her mouth that was pinching together tight. “You’re way past likin’ me,” I murmured. “I hit your soft and I’m fuckin’ stayin’ there.”
She pulled in a breath, blinking.
“How much do you love me, Legs?” I asked, watching her eyes jump between mine.
“There are steps between like and love. I said I really like you. That’s the step I’m at,” she debated softly.
“Skipped right over those steps. You love me.”
“I didn’t skip.”
“You skipped.”
“No, I didn’t!” she snapped, bending her one leg next to my hip and planting her foot on the floor, then pushing off with all her strength and rolling us.
I laughed as my back hit the blanket. “Babe, just give it up,” I said, tucking the pillow under my head. “We both know what you’re feelin’.”
“There isn’t anything to give up, and I am not feeling anything other than what I just said,” she argued, hands flat on my stomach as she pushed up to her knees and slid down, straddling my thighs. “I like you. I like a lot of things about you and I like those things a lot, and we can waste time arguing that it’s only like and not love or you can lie there and shut your mouth for five minutes while I tell you what all I like.” She huffed out a breath and pushed her breeze-blown hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ears. “Or at least some of what I like. I’ll need more than five minutes to cover all of it,” she added, holding my hips.
I smirked and lowered my gaze to her chest. I stared at her hard nipples, asking, “Can I tell you what I like?”
“I think we’ve covered that.”
“I like your tits,” I stated.
“I know.”
“A lot.”
“I got that.”
“Wanna cum on ’em and watch you lick it up after.”
Her legs tensed around mine.
I lifted my eyes to her face.
“Me, too,” she said quietly, reaching back and drawing her hair over one shoulder. “I want that. I want all the stuff you want. I think I always did.”
My chest tightened. I started breathing heavier.
Fuck me, this girl.
Holding my eyes, Tori leaned down and pressed her lips to my chest, kissing her way to my ribs. “I like how strong you are,” she began, watching me as she spoke. “And how tall you are. We’re at perfect hugging height.”