Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
My head’s dizzy as his fingers begin to curl, sliding through my pubic hair and down along my slit. I shiver, eyes closing, as he teases my clit nice and slow. “You want the truth?” I ask him.
He glides two fingers inside of me so slowly I could scream. It feels incredible, and I’m moaning like an idiot.
“Yeah, give me truth, love.”
“You are an arrogant, selfish asshole. You hide who you really are with humor and jokes. You pretend like you’re unserious, when we both know that’s a whole lot of bullshit. And you know the worst fucking part?”
“Tell me,” he says, lips next to my ear, fingers buried in my pussy.
“I want you to fuck me until I’m blushing.”
He drops to his knees just like that.
I grab the edge of the counter with both hands as he pulls my pants off and throws them aside and slowly pulls off my panties. He looks up at me, eyes filled with lust, so gorgeous I can barely contain myself.
“Tell me you want me to make you come,” he says, the bastard, still teasing. “Tell me you want me to lick your messy little pussy until it’s nice and clean.”
“Please,” I say, vibrating and already on the edge.
“That’s my good girl,” he says then he buries my pussy with his mouth.
I grab his hair with one hand, eyes rolling back as his tongue does dangerous and lovely things to my clit, then slides inside of my pussy, before he rolls it up and down again. My back arches and whimpers escape my lips, and fuck, I don’t think I can take much more of this. I’m so angry, and I want him so badly, and all these emotions hit me at the perfect time as he sucks and licks and laps me up until I finally explode.
He grips my ass and I come against his mouth. I’m shaking and whispering his name over and over, and he growls like he can’t get enough of licking me. I nearly collapse, but he scoops me up and lifts me onto the island, sitting me down with my legs spread. I lean back on my hands, mouth parted, tongue licking my lips.
I kiss him and pull his shirt off. His mouth tastes like my pussy, and I still can’t get enough. We kiss like that and he undresses, and when he’s naked, he pulls off my top. My nipples are so stiff they’re almost painful as he licks them, slowly stroking a tongue in circles around each breast.
I take his cock in both hands as our eyes lock, and there’s a moment, a brief second, when I know everything is going to change. There’s a line, and we’re inches from crossing it. His thick crown is so close to my aching, soaking wet pussy, and all I want in the world is to feel him deep inside of me.
But if we do that, if he fucks me, I don’t think I can keep pretending anymore.
Up until right now, I could tell myself we were just two people fooling around. We got each other off, but so what? He called me love but that’s just an Irish thing, right? I could pretend and pretend and lie to myself all day long, but I knew that if he fucked me, I wouldn’t be able to look at myself in the mirror without knowing the truth.
And I sure as hell won’t be able to stop.
“Condom,” he says, mouth finding mine.
“Birth control,” I answer, breathing hard when he pulls back.
He licks his lips. “You’re sure?”
“Ronan,” I plead, and he must know what I’m thinking. He has to feel it too. He leans forward, stroking up and down, his shaft teasing along my swollen clit and I moan, pulling him closer with one hand, my weight on the other. I kiss him hard, and he shifts his hips until his cock is pressed against me—
Then he slips inside, and fuck, it’s heaven.
I moan, pulling him into the kiss tighter, as he slides deeper and deeper into me, going so fucking slow. It hurts, because he’s huge, and it feels good, because he’s huge, and I arch my back and shift my hips slowly, letting him go as far as he can, until he’s absolutely buried in me.
“Fuck, love,” he whispers, staring at me with that blank lost-in-pleasure look, and it’s absolutely mind-breakingly seductive. I’m ringing all over for him, and I don’t want this to end.
“I know,” I moan.
“You’re so tight and goddamn perfect.” He dips down, licking one of my nipples as he pulls back. I’m stretched around him, and I don’t know if I can take him much longer before I come again.
“Ronan, please. I need you to fuck me.”
“Say that again.” A slow stroke, in and out. “Tell me that you’re a filthy, messy girl, and you need my big cock.”