Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 148220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
My body shakes on a breathless laugh. “You need to recover?”
Not from an orgasm. He’s still rock hard inside me.
“The second I got into you, I thought I was in heaven. But I was only standing at the pearly gates, because when your pussy started squeezing my dick and you started thrashing around… Holy fuck.” His fingers tighten in my hair. “I ain’t never felt anything like that.”
“You’ve never made a woman come before? That’s sad.”
His growl in response sounds mostly like a laugh. “You and your damn mouth.” Then he kisses me, stealing the grin from my lips, a caress that’s so sweet and far too brief. “But I should have known the tightest, wettest pussy in the world would turn into a fucking miracle when you come. Now you’re going to do that again.”
“I don’t think I can.” The last one just about wiped me out.
“No?” His eyes gleam. Letting go of my hair, he levers up on his straightened arm. I gasp as the movement shifts his weight between my legs and pleasure flares deep within me. “We’ll see about that. Now open up those pretty thighs again.”
Oh god. I do, every inch that I move them apart making me so much more aware of the pulsating length inside me, of the way Stone watches me with all that sharp, heavy-lidded hunger, of his forearm at my back still holding me so tight against him.
Then the slow roll of his hips that drags pure pleasure from my flesh and a moan from my lips.
“Knew it.” His head hangs low, teeth gritted again. “You came so fucking hard and that was just on my dick. Wasn’t even touching your clit. Now you tell me what you like best. Me screwing into you real deep like this?”
“Yes.” My answer is a pleasured gasp. “Yes.”
“Or maybe you just like me rubbing all the way up inside you, pushing in until I bottom out.” He draws back for a slow, full-length stroke that presses so deep inside me. Another. “Maybe you like the way my cock stretches every inch of that tight little pussy.”
Oh my god, that too. And I can’t hold onto the rail anymore. My fingers twist in the bedcovers at my sides, anchoring me as if the next thrust might send me soaring.
Then he sits back a little more, the head of his cock wedged just inside my entrance. “Or maybe when I hit this little spot right here. Because that’s what these pillows are really good for, angling you up so I can fuck into your cunt just right.”
My G-spot. Of course he knows right where it is. And how to work that bulging tip into me with quick, shallow thrusts that strike the sensitive cluster of nerves again and again. The noise I make in the back of my throat doesn’t even sound human, but more like a desperate animal cry—then a short scream bursts from my chest when he abruptly sinks deep again, stretching me, screwing me.
“Ah, Christ.” He grinds into me, his gaze feral. “Your pussy loves all of it. Loves how I fuck it.”
So much. I can’t see anything but him, can’t feel anything but him inside me.
His mouth dips closer to rasp against my lips, “And maybe you like a little dirty talk, too.”
I laugh through my shuddering gasps. “Maybe.”
Or maybe it’s just Stone’s voice, and all the gravel in it when he’s buried so deep, when he’s so hard and aroused and my pussy’s giving him what he needs.
He bends his head against my ear and says gruffly, “Should we see if your pussy likes it rough? But not too rough. Not this time. Not with your cherry still painting my dick.”
I don’t care if it is. It doesn’t hurt anymore.
“Do it.” My inner thighs strain as I push them even wider. “So rough. Please.”
“Christing fuck, that’s a greedy cunt.” With a grunt, he rears back, clamps his hands on my hips. “Gonna give everything you need.”
Driving into me, hard and deep. Sending heat streaming up my spine to melt my brain, as he fucks into me over and over, the wet sound of my lust getting louder with every slap of skin against skin. I begin unraveling again, my control peeling away as he hikes my hips higher and makes me pay what I owe with each rough and deep stroke, then the slippery glide of his thumb over my clit turns me inside out, completely undone.
My head falls back and I choke on a silent scream, hips writhing against his powerful hold. He keeps fucking into my clenching pussy, bending over between my legs again, his features a tortured mask of pleasure.
“Nothing like it. Ain’t nothing like it.” His cock surges into me again, his mouth open wide and chest heaving. “Better than any prize. I’d have killed ten men for this. A hundred men. Will kill any man who tries to take you away. And I sure as fuck ain’t letting you go.”