Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“You taste so fucking good,” he groans just before sucking my clit into his mouth.
Gently, he slides two fingers inside of me, stretching me slightly. It feels full, and I can only imagine what his cock will feel like. I shudder with delight. Pleasure pulses to the core of my body as my hips rock faster, the intense arousal clouding my thoughts. I suddenly don’t care at all about being exposed as I reach my orgasm, a cry escaping my lips.
“Oh Troy,” I moan as he laps me up, running his tongue through my folds. His fingers retreat, and I can’t help but feel empty without them.
“I’ll go slowly,” Troy says as he stands, leaning over to kiss me.
I nod just before getting a taste of myself. My hand runs down his chest and stomach and then brushes against his cock. It’s soft yet firm, and he groans as I stroke it.
“If you keep that up, I might blow all over you,” he pants in a husky voice as he pulls away. His words send a brand-new wave of need through me.
“Are you ready, Liz?” he asks, his eyes searching mine. I nod, and he helps me scoot back on the bed, positioning himself at my entrance. “It’s going to hurt a little at first, but I’ll be careful.”
I shiver as he runs the tip of his cock along my entrance, and I squirm, desperate to feel him inside of me. His eyes drop from mine to between my legs, and I feel my face flush with heat. I’ve never been this up close with anyone. Ever so gently, he presses into me.
“Oh my god,” I gasp, reaching for him. My fingernails dig into his biceps as his jaw tenses. My breath picks up as I try not to tense up too much.
“You are so tight, baby,” he growls, his tone oozing with a lust I’ve never heard from him before. “Holy fuck.”
I wince in pain as he fills me the rest of the way, digging my nails in a little more. “Ooh…”
“Is it too much?” His face flashes with concern.
I shake my head as the pain ceases and pleasure replaces it. “No, not at all. Now I just want you to fuck me.”
He groans out in response, sliding out completely. A pang of disappointment hits me but quickly fades as he fills me again.
And again.
And again.
Moans escape my lips as he thrusts, growing stronger and faster with every single one. I hang on tightly to him, focusing on the sensation of him inside of me. The same high begins to build again, but this time from a place inside me.
“Are you gonna come for me again?” he growls, his eyes locking with mine.
“Yes,” I whimper, rocking my hips against him. “Yes.”
His fingers gyrate against my clit, and I fly over the edge, feeling my pussy pulse around his cock. Troy lets out a guttural groan, filling the room.
As soon as I come down, I feel him pulse inside of me, his eyes still locked with mine.
“Oh, fuck, Liz. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he explodes, and just like that, I’m not a virgin anymore.
It feels good.
CHAPTER 10
Troy
Liz lies against my chest, her breaths long and deep. My arm is wrapped around her naked body, and I stare at the ceiling above us.
I shouldn’t have done this.
I’m not feeling guilty at the moment. I’ve made her mine, and that’s the best fucking feeling I’ve ever felt. However, the moment I think about Henry, I know he’d murder me if he knew what I just did, and that has me feeling conflicted.
I gently slide my arm out from around her and slip out of bed, gathering my clothes. As much as I’d like to stay there with her, I know it’d be bad if I got caught in the same room as her. Henry could show up at any time unannounced, and the thought of his reaction makes me shudder. Quickly, I get dressed in fresh jeans and a Henley, slipping out of the room. I check my watch; it’s nearly seven in the morning. I have a good feeling Gerard will already be up.
It’s a good thing the master bedroom is soundproof.
I smile to myself as I make my way down the hallway. My body tingles at the thought of last night, and I know I could’ve gone many more rounds. However, letting Liz’s body recover from the first time is important, and I have to be careful. We have to be careful.
Padding down the stairs, the scent of coffee hits me, and I follow it to the kitchen. Gerard is sipping on a mug, dark circles still present beneath his eyes. He glances up at me as I linger in the doorway, curiously gazing at him.
“Couldn’t sleep a fuckin’ wink last night.” He answers the question without me having to ask. “Something about being out here in the middle of nowhere goes right to my head. Not enough noise or something.”