Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
I can only nod, because oh my God. Toned muscles, abs I can’t resist trailing my hand over, a V at his hips that leads down to…
“You’re so…big,” I murmur, not realizing I’ve said it out loud until Aidan chuckles. I shouldn’t be surprised. Aidan’s huge all over, and maybe I should be worried about how that will even fit inside me…but instead, I’m just eager to try, determined to take him.
“Part those pretty thighs for me, sweetheart.”
Immediately, I do—too out of my mind with lust to feel any trepidation. This feels so damn right. I’m not scared, only excited, ready to give him everything. I trust him. I think I probably love him.
Aidan makes a delicious groaning noise in his throat as his eyes lock on my center. I writhe a little under his gaze, and his hands grip each of my thighs, holding me still.
“So. Fucking. Perfect.” Slowly, his right hand trails up my thigh until his thumb strokes across my wetness. “And so. Fucking. Mine.”
Gathering my own desire, his thumb traces higher until his touch rubs my aching clit. My hips jerk, the shock of the sheer pleasure rendering me breathless.
“Tell me, Autumn,” Aidan says as he touches me, his voice taking on an addictive darkness unlike his usual calm, kind demeanor. I love it, love the way I affect him, love the fact that I get to see this side of him. He’s hungry, and fuck so am I. “Have you ever had an orgasm?”
Oh, God. I feel my entire body heat with a blush and desire. I shake my head, blinking at him, feeling dizzy with arousal.
Aidan groans again, the sound ragged and full of need. “God, you’re killing me, sweetheart. Fuck. The first time you come, it’s going to be on my cock, understand?”
Hell yes. I’ll do whatever he asks right now. There’s a tight, hot ball building low in my stomach as his touch continues to tease my clit. Then his touch is gone, and I mewl in complaint, pouting at him. Aidan leans over, nipping at my lip before soothing the sting with his tongue.
“Needy little angel.” He lowers his head to kiss my breasts, making me moan, and he draws my nipple into his mouth. “Later, I’m going to taste every inch of you, find every single place on your body that makes you shiver and moan. Trust me, Autumn, I may be your first, but fuck, I’m going to be your last. Only mine.”
He adjusts me slightly so my head is on his pillows and he’s braced over me. I feel the hot, hard tip of his cock sweep between my legs, my wetness making his flesh slick. His hand slips between us, fingers dragging through my folds before he fists himself. I make a desperate sound, feeling the head press against my entrance.
“This pretty pussy? It’s mine, too.” His eyes lock on to mine, and I see the question in his gaze. I nod, moving my hips a little in emphasis. Then he thrusts, and I gasp as his length begins to fill me. I’m so wet that, despite my inexperience, there’s little resistance when he drives himself home. “Only. Ever. Mine.”
Each word is punctuated with another thrust until I’m full, breathless and gasping while I adjust to his thick girth. If there was any pain, it was chased away by sheer pleasure.
He gives me a second to adjust, and I reach for him, nails scratching at his shoulders as I silently ask him for more. I feel like I’m hanging off the edge of a cliff, desperate to let go and fall.
“I want to be gentle with you,” Aidan growls, brow furrowing as he shudders. “But, fuck, sweetheart. You feel so damned good. I can’t…God.”
Every word out of his mouth is like a drug, one I’m quickly becoming addicted to. I don’t care about gentle, all I want is him.
“Fuck gentle,” I manage to say.
He snaps, and I scream his name. One hand drops to my hip, and he lifts me a little so he can cup my ass, fingers digging into soft flesh. His cock drags over every sensitive inch of me, and he pulls back before thrusting back in. At this angle, with my hips held up off the bed and him braced over me, every deep, sharp thrust rubs my clit against his pelvis.
My head goes all fuzzy and warm, and that tight spiral shudders inside me. Heat blooms, slowly at first and then all at once, and I feel as though I’m shattering and being remade all at once beneath him. I lose track of time and every sensation except the pleasure of him, of this moment, of us.
The only noise I can make is his name, over and over as that tidal wave of bliss sends me soaring. Through the overwhelming sensation of it, I make out my own name on his lips, followed by a grunting curse, and then the hard heat of him inside me pushes deep.