Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 145634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
“Madox,” she says, and she’s trying to sound admonishing, maybe offended, but she can’t with that sinful smile as she bites down on her lower lip.
“We can do that, or we can do something else,” I offer her, whispering as I brush her hair back so I can see the dip of her collar. “What do you want to do, Soph?” I ask her, willing to do anything and everything.
She says the sexiest thing she could right now and I don’t even think she knows it as she answers, “Whatever you want, I want.”
Today
She’s walking too slow; kissing, gripping me, and stumbling every which way.
It’s been too long since her ass has hit my bed. Too long since I’ve tasted her from my fingers. And it’s too easy to lift her up, let those sexy legs of hers wrap around my waist and carry her up the stairs to my bedroom.
“I want you on your knees first.” My words are accompanied by the hiss of my leather belt being pulled from the loops of my suit pants. The belt buckle clangs as it carelessly hits the floor and I can’t be bothered to look at it.
I unbutton my shirt, all the while my gaze is focused on Sophie and how her hips sway slightly as she crawls to the middle of the bed – my bed – until she’s happy where she is, raising her ass in the air and lowering her cheek to the white comforter.
With my chest rising and falling, my pulse picking up and the need to slam myself into her riding me hard, I memorize the sight of her flushed skin and the way she nuzzles into the bed with a soft moan, teasing me as she waits for what’s to come.
It fucking kills me not to take her hard and rough and force her to scream my name the way she should have been for years right now, but I want this to be perfect.
“Hands behind you.” I give her the command while I kick off my pants. She reaches her hands back, setting them beside her ankles, and I tsk. “Play with your cunt.”
Her blush turns vibrant and travels up her chest and cheeks as she moves her hands slowly, teasing herself and letting goosebumps kiss along her bare skin.
Her hands still haven’t reached her pussy by the time I step up to the end of the bed and give her one hard slap on her ass. She gasps and jumps immediately. Her fingers fly to that greedy pussy of hers too, rubbing her swollen nub and running along her slit. It glistens when her back arches and she settles back down from the single slap.
I admire the red mark, tracing it with my fingers and listening to her moan of pleasure from the simple touch that hovers over her heated skin.
“Have you forgotten I like things done quickly?” I ask her, toying with her and leaning down to suck her cunt, even over her fingers, still rapidly moving in circles around her clit.
“No,” she says softly. “Just making you wait even longer for what you want,” she tells me with a smirk playfully pulling at her lips.
Stroking my cock, I climb on the bed behind her and then lean down, licking her slit and pushing my fingers back inside of her roughly. The tortured gasp and the way her back bows are everything I wanted.
“I’m done waiting.” Even though my words hold impatience, I want her to get off again. Every time she cums is a fucking victory for me. The next one drags out longer, it hits her harder, and it comes so much more easily. “I’m not going to stop fucking you tonight until you’re able to cum just from a single lick along your clit.”
Her eyes close at my words, and as if I’ve commanded it, she cums on my fingers. That’s three in the last hour. I want more.
“Arch your back; I want your ass up higher.” She listens and obeys, even though she’s still shaking. In bed it’s always easy between Soph and me. She knows I’ll make it good for her. And I know she’ll love me for it.
It’s when we aren’t physically together that she doesn’t trust I’ll be good for her. I can change that. I can be better this time. I will be. She’ll see it. She’ll stay this time. I know she will.
With a hand splayed on Sophie’s hip, my fingers dig into her flesh as I slam myself inside of her heat.
Fuck, she feels so tight. I struggle to hold back my murmur of pleasure from feeling her heat wrap around my cock.
Pushing myself deeper inside of her, I let out a rough groan from my chest. My lips graze the crook of her neck and then the shell of her ear.