Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 124005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Our bodies align, and he shifts his hips forward, sinking into me, filling me on one perfect stroke. And the entire time he holds my gaze. Something passes between us, and for a moment, I feel as though I’m experiencing not only my first with him, but his first with me.
“Fuck, Wills.” His eyes fall closed, and he drops his head, burying his face against my neck, lips moving against my skin as he groans, “Nothing has ever felt this good.”
I expect him to lose control the way he did when he tasted me, but he just rocks back and forth, warm breath breaking across my neck. I run my hand down his spine, appreciating his hot-as-fuck body. When I reach his ass, I give it a tap, encouraging him to just fuck me already. But he continues with the gentle rocking. Sure, it feels nice. Yes, it’s intimate, but I’m not ready for that the way he is. He’s had years to understand his feelings for me, and I’ve had half an hour. So I turn my head and do something to rile him up, the way he usually does me.
With my lips at his ear, I whisper, “Booooo.”
His hips stop moving, and he lifts his head, brows slanted in the most delicious scowl.
I fight a smile.
His brow arches. “Are fucking booing me?”
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean, what am I doing? I’m making love to you.” His expression is both incredulous and determined.
“Honey.” I run my fingers through his hair. “You mess people up on the ice. You’ve promised me depraved things with your filthy mouth. And you just ate my pussy like a desperate man. So what I would really love is for you to channel some of that energy into pounding me into this mattress like the obsessed man you are, right now.”
He pokes at his top lip with his tongue.
“Be a good boy and show me what you got,” I taunt.
He strokes my cheek with his fingers, so sweet and gentle. “You’re sure that’s what you want?”
“To be fucked by you? Yes, I’m absolutely sure.”
“Okay. I can do that.” He kisses the end of my nose. “For you.” His lips brush over mine. “Hold on, honey, you’re in for the ride of a lifetime.”
I start to laugh, but it turns into a gasp when he pulls out all the way to the ridge and snaps his hips forward. I slide up the bed and brace one hand against the headboard, gripping his taut forearm with the other. God, he has great forearms.
He cocks a wicked brow. “You want more of that?”
“Please, thank you, yes.”
He drags his tongue along his bottom lip, and his hips retreat. I’m empty for one interminable moment. This time I’m ready, and I tip my hips up to meet his thrust.
“Oh my fuck,” I groan at the fullness. The way his pelvis rubs against my clit in exactly the right way.
Dallas starts a fabulously punishing rhythm, and every thrust takes me higher, pushes me closer to the edge of bliss. It doesn’t hurt that he’s gorgeous, all tightly corded muscles, chiseled jaw, and intense expression. The bed creaks, and the headboard thumps against the wall with every stroke. And I’m so, so glad we have some privacy, because I can’t hold back my moans of delirium. There’s being fucked, and then there’s being fucked by Dallas. He adjusts his position and hooks his arm behind my knee so he can change the angle and deepen his thrusts. His rhythm never falters, and he doesn’t slow his pace. With every gasp and moan and bite of my nails into his skin, he fucks me harder. It’s hands down the best sex of my life.
“Look at you, taking every inch of my cock like a goddamn goddess.” Dallas caresses my cheek, a gentle contradiction to the way his hips slam into mine. “Am I fucking you the way you want?”
I nod. “So good, Dallas. Touch me right there again.”
His lip curls into a satisfied smile that makes everything below the waist clench. “You gonna be a good girl and give up another one of those orgasms for me soon?”
I grip the edge of the headboard to keep from sliding into it. “Keep fucking me, and there’s a good chance,” I pant. I’m on the edge, struggling to keep from falling off the cliff because I don’t want this to end. But then Dallas has to go and open his big, beautiful, dirty mouth and tip me over.
“I can’t wait to feel you coming on my cock, this perfect pussy squeezing me like a fist.” Somehow, he growls that entire sentence.
And that’s all it takes. A few dirty words and hard thrusts later, my entire world spins into a vortex of pleasure. My eyes roll up as sensation transforms me.