Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 8821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
“My queen,” I answer truthfully. She blushes and smiles while looking down her shoes. I take her hand and pull her to me. I put my hand on her cheek and lean down until our lips are just a breath apart. She smells like mint and cinnamon.
“I’d like that,” she whispers, and my lips crush hers in a fierce, fiery kiss. She moans into my mouth, opening her mouth slightly. She is so responsive to my touch as her own hands grip the back of my shirt. She allows me to back her into her still open apartment where I slam the door behind us.
“I was going to be a gentleman, take you out to dinner, show you off, but I find I can’t wait to have you. I was a patient man for three months, Sarah. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours. I can’t believe this is happening, Bennett,” she says. It’s the first time she’s said my name. It was always Dr. Bates.
“I’ve wanted you since the first second I laid eyes on you,” I say, moving my lips over her throat.
“You have?”
“How could I not? Not only are you beautiful and sweet, you were willing to do whatever it took to help your sister. You are perfect.”
“I wanted you too. I’ve dreamt of you, Bennett.”
“Where is your bed,” I groan.
“Second door on the right,” she says. I lift her into my arms, bridal style and carry her there. After putting her on her feet, I lift her chin and take her lips once more in a savage kiss. Sliding her flannel down her arms, I reach for the hem of what I now know is a tiny tank top and lift it over her head. Her hair is still in that double braid from before and my fingers itch to run through the surely silky locks, but I get sidetracked, I am not at all prepared for her perky tits to be free. She’s a goddess, my goddess. I lean down and place a kiss on each one, eliciting a moan from her.
“Bennett, I’ve never done this before,” she whispers.
“What?” I pull back from her, sure that I heard her wrong. Surely, someone as beautiful as she is would have been taken a long time ago.
“I’m a virgin,” she says, louder this time.
“Oh, baby girl, you really are all mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she moans as my hand palms her flat stomach before opening her jeans. Crouching before her, I help her out of her boots and then peel her jeans as well as her panties down her long, lean legs. I groan when I see her perfectly waxed little pussy with her puffy pussy lips right at eye level. This is the first time I’ve seen her like this. Prior to this, it was bloodwork and ultrasounds, but not internal ones.
My dick is so fucking hard, I could hammer nails at this point. I place kisses on her hip bones, before standing and kicking my boots off. She reaches forward and unhooks my belt and jeans while I pull my shirt off over my head, not bothering to unbutton the damn thing. I push my pants and boxers down, stepping out of them.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I tell her, my hands on her hips.
“Thank you, Bennett.” She smiles and I swear it’s like the fucking sun started shinning in the dead of night.
Before she can say anything, I back her to the bed. She goes down on her back and I loom over her. She smiles up at me and my heart clenches. Moving down her body, I place kisses the whole way. When I get to her pussy, I lick from her clit to her ass and back again. Her sweet juices hit my tongue, and suddenly I am an addict. She’s intoxicating me as I keep licking her pretty little cunt.
“Bennett, please. Please don’t stop,” she begs.
“I have no intention of stopping, duchess,” I tell her before getting back to the heaven between her thighs. When she comes on my face, moaning my name, I feel like a king. Her king. Moving back up her body, I take a deep breath. She looks up into my eyes as I drag my bare cock through her wet folds. “You ready, duchess?”
“Yes,” she pants, and I sink my ten inches deep into her, going as slow as I can manage, but fuck, she’s tight, wet, and hot. Unlike anything I’ve ever felt before and going slow really isn’t possible now, but when I break through her sweet cherry, I stop. Leaning down, I bury my face in her neck and breathe deeply. She smells like flowers and my cologne and it’s enough to drive a man insane.
“You’re mine now,” I remind her.
“I’ve been yours,” she says moving her hips. “Since the moment I met you, I have prayed for this. Prayed that I’d be the one you want. You have no idea what you’re giving me right now, Bennett.”