Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 48700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
I lift my gaze to his face again, checking to ensure he's still asleep. His blue eyes are still closed, his lips parted slightly. I inch down the bed, determined to have my way with him for once.
A wicked grin tugs at his lips as I wrap my lips around the broad head of his cock. He tastes like salt and sin, and damn, the heat of him drives me wild.
"Fuck," he groans, tangling his fingers in my hair and bucking his hips when I plunge down, taking him as far as I can.
I moan around him, loving the way he growls my name, his fingers biting into my scalp. God, he's so sexy like this, discomposed and unraveling beneath me, unraveling because of me. This man is larger than life, but he's trembling under my hands, my mouth, my touch.
I hollow my cheeks as I suck on him, trying like hell to make him lose it. I want him desperate and wild, as crazy as he always makes me. I flick my tongue against the head, plunging down until my eyes water and I choke.
"Ah, shit, princess." The curse spills from his lips. "You're trying to get that hot little mouth used this morning, aren't you?"
Yes. That's exactly what I'm after right now. I want him to take what he wants—to use me.
I meet his wild gaze, fondling his balls.
"Goddamn, baby," he growls. His grip in my hair tightens as he pumps his hips, fucking my mouth from beneath me.
I sob around him, lost in a haze of pleasure.
Before I know it, he drags me beneath him, our bodies colliding as his mouth crashes down on mine. He tastes like sex and sin, and I can't help but moan into his mouth.
He prowls down my body, lavishing attention on my breasts. I claw his shoulders, sobbing his name as I try to push him lower.
"Don't fuckin' rush me, Toto," he chuckles, kissing a hot trail down my body. "I'll take my damn time playing with this body if I want to take it." He throws my legs over his shoulders, and I feel his warm breath against my inner thighs.
My body bows from the bed, his name leaving my lips in a needy plea.
"Now, that's what I like to hear." He lunges, devouring me with a hunger that leaves me breathless. His tongue strikes against my clit again and again as he fucks me with two thick fingers.
"Memphis," I gasp, digging my fingers into the sheets as he brings me to the edge. But he doesn't send me over. He crawls on top of me instead, thrusting inside so hard he steals my breath.
He grips my hips, his thrusts deep and powerful as he fucks me hard, each strike of his hips against mine sending me soaring. I feel him all around me, inside me, claiming every part of me as his own. The heat between us is electric, our bodies slick with sweat.
"Fuck, Kylie," he growls, his voice a desperate rumble. "You feel so goddamn good. Your tight little cunt was made for me."
His lips find mine in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans. But he's fucking me so hard that he can't keep kissing me. He attacks my breasts instead, sucking and biting, driving me higher and higher.
I'm so lost in the pleasure that I can't think straight. All I can do is take what he gives me, every delicious thrust sending me higher and higher.
And when I feel his fingers teasing against my asshole, something inside me snaps.
"Please, Memphis," I beg, my voice choked with desperation. "Please!"
He smirks, knowing exactly what I need. He increases the pressure of his touch. His finger slips into my back entrance, stretching and filling me in a way I've never been full before.
My body trembles beneath him, mindless with pleasure. I'm so close, teetering on the edge.
But he doesn't let me come yet.
"Wait for it, baby," he murmurs against my skin, his breath hot. He pumps his finger inside my asshole, teasing, stroking…slowly driving me mad.
I chant his name, so far gone nothing else exists. Nothing else matters. Just this—just him.
"Look at you," he breathes. "Goddamn, baby. Fuckin' look at you."
His finger plunges deeper as his thick cock stretches my pussy, the exquisite fullness making my toes curl. I'm lost to the decadent sensations, my body nothing but a livewire of pleasure as he plays me like an instrument.
"That's it, baby," he croons, his voice a sinful caress. "Take it all. Let me fill this greedy little ass."
I whimper helplessly, my walls clenching around him as he works a second finger into my back entrance. The stretch burns, but God, it feels so good. I've never been so full, so completely possessed.
"Memphis!" I keen, my nails raking down his sweat-slicked back. "Oh fuck, Memphis, please!"