Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
I don't.
His fingertips slide down the center of my chest—claiming, commanding, possessing.
"Coda," I moan, shaking as heat courses through me in an inferno.
He grips me tighter, his strength undeniable as he pins me up against the glass wall. My breasts press against the cool surface, a thrilling sensation that sends a jolt of surprise through me.
His mouth finds the nape of my neck, nipping and kissing. His hands are everywhere—exploring and claiming every inch of my exposed body. His teeth graze my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
I gasp as his fingers trail down my stomach. My muscles tremble beneath his touch. I shiver, anticipation pooling low in my belly.
"You're so soft." His hand slides lower, his palm pressing against my center.
I whimper at the contact, my breath hitching in my throat. The city is a blur beneath me, the glass foggy from my breath. We reflect back in haunting glimpses, far more real than anything down below.
He parts my slit with his thumb.
I'm so wet. So, so wet. He feels it and grunts, grinding his erection against my ass.
His teeth sink into the side of my throat again, a pleased growl rumbling against my back.
"Coda…" My voice is a ragged whisper as he thrusts two fingers into me. The sudden intrusion draws a sharp cry from my lips, a mix of pleasure and pain that sends shockwaves through my entire body.
Coda freezes, fingers still inside me. "Karina…" His voice is thick with concern and surprise. "You're…why didn't you tell me you're a virgin, cara?"
My cheeks flame with embarrassment as I turn to meet his gaze. Words stick in my throat, but finally, I manage to respond, "I didn't want you to change your mind."
His expression softens for a moment before his lips curl in that dangerous smile again. "You think I would have?"
"I…" Words fail me so I nod.
He bends down to capture my lips with his in a tender kiss. "You're wrong," he breathes against my lips. "So wrong. We have more in common than you think."
More in common than I…? Wait. Is it trying to say that he's a—?
He drops to his knees, spreading my legs apart before I have time to ask him that question. Rational thought spirals away as he buries his face between my thighs, his tongue lashing out to tease and torment my clit.
His mouth is…I can't form a coherent thought, all I can do is feel. I moan, spreading my legs wider as he continues to set my body on fire. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me steady as his tongue continues its merciless assault. He savors me, his groans vibrating against me and adding more sensation to the beautiful torture.
He pulls back, looking up at me with those piercing green eyes, the glint of desire a painful, pleasurable sight. "You taste sweet," he murmurs.
Damn him for sounding so controlled even now, when I'm ready to shatter into a million jagged pieces.
"And you—"
He cuts me off with another delve of his tongue, pushing deeper this time.
I cry out, my hands gripping his hair tight. There's a flash of pain through the pleasure, but it only serves to spur him on.
"Quiet," he orders. Again, he pulls away only to move lower. My breath hitches in surprise when his tongue starts circling around that other tiny entrance. An embarrassed whimper escapes me, but he just growls, "Trust me, cara."
Before I can protest further, he's back at it, ruining me with sensations I never knew existed.
My body shakes, trembling with pleasure that becomes unbearable. I arch into him helplessly as waves of ecstasy wash over me. The world goes blank except for his lingering taste on my tongue.
"Coda…" A warning or a plea? I can't tell anymore.
He groans against me, the sound vibrating through me. "You like it here too."
I can only nod, words failing me entirely.
"Good girl." He increases the speed of his sinful exploration—using his lips, tongue, and fingers.
Within seconds, I'm on the edge again.
I scream my release against the glass as if shouting it into the city below. The world stops spinning as I shatter. My heart stops beating. Time stops.
Coda doesn't. He keeps going until I'm spent and wrung out, pleading for mercy.
Once the world starts spinning again, he rises. His mouth crashes against mine, letting me taste my own intoxicating sweetness on his tongue.
"That was…you were…"
He just smiles down me, his eyes dark with unspent desire. "That was just the beginning, cara."
Just the beginning…?
Oh, God. What have I gotten myself into?
Before I can ponder over that for long, he pulls away and reaches for his phone. After a few taps, he hands it to me. "Call your cell so I have your number."
My hands shake as I dial my number. My phone vibrates from the pile of clothes I left across the room.