Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 147021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
“What about your knee?” she asks, even as she complies.
“Don’t worry, it’s fine.” Layers of satin and gauzy fabric slip over my arm as I adjust her stance, cupping her ass to keep her in place and open her for me.
Her protest dies as I stroke between her thighs and her head falls back, eyes fluttering closed. “Oh, God, it feels so good. I knew it would.”
I kiss a path up her throat. “Open your eyes. I want to see you.”
Her hazy, lust-soaked gaze meets mine.
“Good girl.” She shudders when I drag my fingers lower and circle her entrance. “Tell me how it feels.”
“Like…like…” One hand curves around the back of my neck and the other moves over my shoulder and down my arm again. “Please don’t stop. I need more.”
“I’ll give you more.” I keep circling her entrance. I’ve dreamed about what she would feel like under my touch. “Just tell me how it feels and what you need.”
“I’m on the edge already, and you’ve barely even touched me. I’ll never get enough of your hands on me. I want them everywhere. I want you inside me, filling me, fucking me.”
“Like this?” I ease a single finger inside, groaning at how soft and warm and wet she is. She’s so snug around that single digit. How tight would she feel stretched around my cock? I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want Aurora.
Her nails bite into the back of my neck and her mouth drops open as I curl—once, twice, a third time. “Oh my God, yes.”
I ease out, and she clutches my wrist. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop,” she whimpers.
“Not until you’re coming all over my fingers.” I circle her clit again, gentle caresses that drive her wild. I want to own her pussy.
Her hold on my wrist tightens. “More. Harder.”
“So demanding.” I slide two fingers inside her and curl them, finding the spot that makes her legs tremble while I press my palm against her clit. “Is this better?”
“Better,” she pants. “But I still want more.”
Her face is flushed, her eyes hot with need. I need this as much as she does. Maybe more. I love seeing her like this, completely uninhibited, demanding, needy. I drink in the sight of her—the way her chest heaves with every panted breath, the way her gaze moves between my face and the hand working between her thighs. How good would it feel to be inside her? To be surrounded by her? How fucked would I be then?
Her head lolls against the door, but her gaze stays locked with mine.
Her tongue drags across her bottom lip. “More, please.”
“Such a greedy girl.” I add a third finger, and she moans, grinding on my hand, her juices dripping into my palm. It makes me wonder what else she’d let me do to her. How she’d bend and whimper just for me.
“Oh, fuck, that’s—” She sucks in a breath as I curl my fingers. “It feels so good, Hollis.”
She pulls my mouth to hers and releases my wrist. The sound of a zipper being dragged down follows, and then she tugs at her bodice, freeing her breast. I break the kiss, eyes dropping as she pinches her nipple roughly.
I dip down and suck the tight peak.
Her hand slides into my hair, gripping tightly. “Oh, God… Oh my God… I can’t… I’m—” The words get lost in a moan as she trembles and clenches around my fingers. Her eyes fall closed as her body quakes.
I squeeze her ass, fingers dangerously close to that space between her cheeks. “Eyes on mine, Princess.”
They open, pupils dilated with desire. She claws at my arm, sinking into my hand as she gives herself over to the sensation. I adjust my grip, taking her weight as she rides it out and then sags against me.
“Holy fuck.” She pulses around my fingers, the orgasm slowly waning. “That was…” She licks her lips. “Not an experience I’ve had before.”
I brush her clit with my thumb, and she jerks. “I can’t—”
“Can’t what? Come again?” I release the thigh around my waist and let it slide to the floor. “I think you can. Let’s see who’s right.” I wrap my arm around her and start again.
I circle her swollen clit, gathering more of her wetness. Teasing her and driving her wild with every purposeful caress.
“Arms around my neck,” I rasp with shredded control.
Her smell is everywhere. She bites her lips and gazes up at me like I rule her entire world.
“Don’t drop your hands. Don’t move them. Do you understand?” I love the subtle nod, like she can’t do anything except feel my hands on her. Fire licks at my chest as if it can burn us both from the inside out.
I run my tongue up her neck and whisper in her ear, “This pussy is mine. Do you feel the way my fingers fill you?”