Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
He eased his hand between her thighs, his fingers rubbing over her sex, sliding between her lips and coating her sex with her arousal.
His finger entered her, too briefly to satisfy her and she moaned, doing her best not to beg again. He lifted that same finger to his mouth, sucking it deep, and she opened her eyes wide.
And then he moved, sliding down the bed, positioning himself and pushing her thighs apart. Her knees bent without thought. He propped her legs on his shoulders, dipped his head, and took a long swipe of his tongue along her pussy before diving in and devouring her as if he’d never tasted anything so good. She saw white light and lost track of everything but the sensations shooting through her.
He knew exactly where to use that tongue to have her writhing and losing her mind. There was nowhere he didn’t lick, nip, and devour. And when he began to suck on her clit, she let out a sound she didn’t recognize, grinding herself against his mouth. Uncaring that she’d lost all control.
“I’m so close,” she whimpered rocking against his mouth.
He raised his head and plunged one finger inside her, then two, both digits curling forward, hitting a spot she hadn’t known was there. One she’d read about, but had discounted as not real. But it was. God, it was.
She whimpered, her hips moving in jerky circles, needing that one last hard thrust to send her flying.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Come for me,” he said before pulling her clit between his lips and sucking hard while his fingers rubbed harder inside her.
The orgasm slammed into her, waves of pleasure demanding, all-consuming, and never-ending. He didn’t let up the pressure inside or out. He forced her to ride it out and, if she wasn’t mistaken, be taken by a second climax before her muscles went lax and she collapsed into a shaken, sweaty mess on the bed.
* * *
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck. Asher ran a hand through his hair and groaned as he slid back up the mattress and lay down beside Nikki. Her face was flushed, her eyes closed, long lashes on her cheeks, and her breathing rapid.
He’d touched her.
He’d tasted her.
Made her come.
In the process, he’d broken every self-imposed promise he’d made. Derek hadn’t said, Don’t touch my sister, but his trust in sending Asher with her said as much. He’d crushed that bond, too.
He didn’t have to ask himself why. From the moment he’d seen her walking toward the jet, he’d been aware of the danger. But the second he’d woken up to her in his bed, he knew he was screwed. No matter how much he’d tried to fight it, he couldn’t send her away.
He couldn’t even blame it on the fact that she’d deliberately baited him, though that hadn’t helped. It was other things.
I slept, she’d said, sounding shocked. Then she’d gone and added the gut punch. I must feel safe around you, she’d murmured. So he’d let go. He’d taken what he wanted.
And thanks to the agreement she’d extracted from him, to not turn cold and shut her out, he couldn’t be a dick and treat her like shit now. Not that he would, regardless. He liked and respected her too much.
That didn’t mean he wasn’t beating himself up. He rolled to his side and glanced over just as her eyes opened and her gaze landed on his.
He parted his lips to speak, and she reached out, shushing him with a finger over his mouth. “Nope. Not a word. Anything you say now will only ruin something that was amazing.” She lowered her hand and placed it on his hip.
A look of determination crossed her pretty face and should have put him on guard. Instead, it lit a fire inside him, one that had already been stoked when he’d gone down on her and tasted heaven.
She reached over. Slid her hand into his boxer briefs. Wrapped her fingers around his cock, and gripped him hard, swiping her thumb over the leaking head. He swallowed a groan as his hips jerked upward and her hold tightened.
A smart voice told him things had gone far enough, to stop her now, but she began to pump her hand up and down, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do but lie back and let her work her magic. He’d already been close to climaxing from her taste and the friction of his cock rubbing against the mattress minutes before. It didn’t take long for him to reach that hard, ready state again, courtesy of her long fingers, solid grasp, and the little twist she added each time her palm slid down to the bottom of his shaft.
She picked up speed and things around him went fuzzy. A warning tingle surged up his spine, and his balls drew up and grew heavy. She slid down and suddenly her warm mouth surrounded him. Her tongue licked his cock and he nearly blacked out.