Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
I have her bracing on her toes as I climb in close and hold her to my face. Her juices fill my mouth, causing me to suck her lips clean. I’ll never get tired of making her come.
She tries to cover her sex from me, but I knock her hands away and hold her hips up as I lift to my knees and push into her tight heat. A deep groan comes from me as she keens beneath me. Clawing my fingers up her sides, I rock into her slowly, allowing her to adjust.
“Shawna,” I groan as I cover her hands with mine and pin them above her head.
She wraps her long legs around me and holds on tight. Her eyes roll back in her head as she calls my name. This feels amazing, but she’s using her legs and tight hold to keep me at bay.
“Oh no, baby. I need you to take this,” I breathe in her ear.
“Josh,” she whimpers.
I take her mouth and roll onto my back. With her on top, I grasp her ass and guide her as she gushes all over me. I can’t help but look into her eyes as I sit up.
I want to hear those words slip from her lips. She hasn’t said them since…. I squeeze my eyes shut.
I’ll never forgive myself if I’ve broken us. I knew, I knew from the beginning I couldn’t have both. It’s her or the darkness, but I still need and want her.
Shawna
I love him like this. I feel him everywhere—his hands on my ass, his thick length inside me, his tongue in my mouth. He’s giving me all of him and I still want more.
I run my hands through his thick dark hair as I ride him. He’s so hard. I’m trying not to sink all the way down, but he’s not having it. He grabs my ass and guides me up and down, pushing all his length inside.
“Josh, oh my God,” I scream.
He groans. “Look at me, baby.”
I realize I’ve thrown my head back and I’m staring at the ceiling. I drop my gaze to his and lock eyes with those intense blue grays of his. He’s so gorgeous.
Tightening my hold on his hair, I get lost in him. We’re breathing each other in as I rock my hips against him. When he claws his blunt nails across my back, then holds me in a tight embrace, I shiver.
“Babe, oh my God, you feel so good,” I whimper.
“I’m crazy about you, baby. You know that?”
I do my best not to let my thoughts slip free and almost fail. Instead of talking, I bury my face into his long locks. It’s all I can do not to allow my real thoughts to fall out. I inhale his citrusy shampoo.
“Ah,” I moan.
“Answer me, baby. You know how I feel about you, don’t you?”
I wrap my arms around his head and kiss him. I can’t tell him I know he cares about me. I’m afraid. I’m afraid of what all this means for us.
I’m afraid of the walls crumbling down around us. I’m scared shitless that the fairy tale is over and I’m about to lose it all. I’m afraid to breathe those words because they feel like a trigger waiting to end it all.
It’s not like I haven’t said them before, but that was before. I think I’m still in shock. Three days later and I’m in disbelief.
I haven’t processed what this all means to us—if anything. Then there’s what that says about me. I’m not ready to look at that. So I keep kissing him and start to ride him harder.
That is until he flips me on my back and really begins to drill into me. Breaking the kiss, he looks into my eyes. I see his worry and concern—I can’t say what happened isn’t a big deal, but I don’t know how I feel about it either. Burying my head in the sand has always worked, so that’s what I’m doing.
We can deal with one thing at a time. We have enough on our plates for now. I want to leave Greece in Greece. However, his gaze says he’s not doing the same.
I hate that for him. I try to show him with my body I’m here with him. He sucks his lip into his mouth and rolls his hips into me as if steering something within me. He’s going deeper than he’s ever gone before. My eyes cross and tears leak back into my ears.
I cling to his back and go along for the ride. The strongest sensation fills my belly, blooming with each stroke. He shifts angles and growls as he plows into me.
“Shawna, baby. Fuck. I—” He snaps his head up as banging and the doorbell rings out through the condo. “Fuck.”