Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
“Please! That’s… Delicious.”
“Mmmm. Good girl. You feel so good around me. Hot and wet. I’m going to make you scream, Aspen. Are you ready?”
She could only nod as his words made her even more turned on. His thrusts intensified as he caressed her. Aspen explored his body with her hands. She loved the sounds of pleasure that Jerico made. He wasn’t hiding anything. The sex was raw and like nothing she’d ever imagined. The heat they generated together made their skin glisten and perfumed the air with an arousing scent of sex.
Tingles gathered between her thighs. She was close, but needed something—more. “Daddy…”
Aspen knew Jerico understood when he kissed a path to her breast. Swirling his tongue on the swell around her nipple, he teased Aspen. She arched her chest, offering herself to him. When he didn’t touch her where she needed it most, Aspen begged, “Please, suck me.”
His mouth immediately closed around her taut peak and pulled it deep into his mouth. That small taste of pain combined with the delicious sensations of his cock moving inside made those tingles explode into a climax that took her breath away.
“Breathe, baby,” he whispered to her, gentling his thrusts.
“That was…”
“Nothing. Just wait,” he promised with a wolfish grin that made her heart beat faster.
Wrapping his arms around her torso, Jerico rolled, reversing their positions. “I need to see you, little girl.” His hands stroked over her body as he balanced her impaled on his cock.
Aspen’s natural self-consciousness evaporated at the sight of the desire etched on his face. She shifted slightly to balance on her knees, moving experimentally over him. His hands clamped on her hips, guiding her.
She memorized the erotic sight of Jerico stretched out below her. His chiseled muscles and handsome features were the definition of sex on a stick. She smiled at that expression as she bounced up and down on his thick shaft.
“Want to share that thought?”
She shook her head, feeling silly.
“I’m thinking how lucky I am. You are so beautiful, baby. I want to sink inside you and never leave.”
His praise made her happy inside. Aspen stroked her hands over him as he guided her movements. Jerico seemed to know exactly how to build the heat inside her. Wrapping her fingers around his powerful forearms, she responded to his thrusts eagerly. The sensations whirled around her until she couldn’t keep them at bay. With a cry that echoed into the room, she combusted into a toe-curling climax. A third followed minutes later. Aspen clung to Jerico for support as he continued to pleasure her.
“I can’t,” she whispered.
“Leave everything to Daddy,” he suggested, sitting up to gather her in his arms.
She couldn’t believe he could reach further inside her. Their bodies fused together, sliding slickly against each other as he ground himself against her. Aspen heard a change in his breath. Looking up at his face, she could see desire and need chiseled into his handsome features. Aspen squeezed her inner muscles and watched a nerve twitch in his jaw.
“Damn, baby. Do that again,” he ordered.
Feeling seductive, she milked his cock inside her. Jumping slightly when he placed a fingertip on her clit, Aspen closed her eyes to concentrate on the pleasure.
“Eyes on me, little girl,” he ordered in a rough voice that sent a shiver down her spine and made her look at him.
Their eyes meshed together intimately. What felt like seconds later, she screamed her fourth orgasm into the room. Aspen felt like every ounce of energy had drained from her body. Supporting her completely, Jerico sped up his thrusts. His shout made her smile as he joined her in pleasure. They clung to each other, trying to recover.
When her heart rate slowed back from its frantic race inside her chest, she reached up to brush her fingers through his buzzed, military-short hair. How could she care so much for this man already?
“You okay, Aspen?”
“Oh, I’m so much more than okay. We can do that again, right?”
“Absolutely.”
CHAPTER 8
Watching Aspen at breakfast, Jerico noted she didn’t seem too sleep-deprived after finishing one job late and starting her new day job. It underlined for him how her body must have gotten used to operating without sufficient rest. That lack of refreshing slumber would have greater effects the longer it extended.
“You have a new bedtime to go with your new hours,” he told her.
“I haven’t had a bedtime since I was ten,” Aspen answered and laughed.
When he shook his head, signaling to her he was serious, she added, “Wait. You’re not joking?”
“Eight-thirty.”
“I can’t go to bed at eight-thirty. It’s not even dark then.”
“We’ll also set up some rules and consequences. I’d like you to think about those books you’ve read. I would bet most daddies in those stories had guidelines for their Littles.”
He watched her jaw drop as her gaze became unfocused above his head. Jerico suspected she was replaying a few choice scenes in her mind. When she looked back at him, he loved the delightful hint of pink on her cheeks.