Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 129207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
He reaches around me, his hand slipping down over my ass, and I groan as his muscles flinch, realizing he’s just torn my panties right off my body, but I don’t have a moment to linger on it when his fingers disappear between my legs.
His thumb rolls over my clit, making my hips jolt with need, and as his fingers continue south, my eyes roll languidly. He pushes one inside of me as I slowly continue pumping my fist up and down his impressive length.
“Ezra,” I breathe, my chest rising and falling rapidly as his lips work across the base of my throat, the intense pleasure already too much for me to handle.
“I’ve got you, Rae,” he vows just as he adds a second finger.
I gasp before grinding down on his hand, taking his fingers deeper, and when he curls them inside of me and slowly massages my walls, passing over my G-spot, I tremble. “Right there,” I groan, tipping my head back again.
He does it again and again, and I tighten my grip on his thick, veiny cock, feeling the bead of moisture at his pierced tip. I need him inside of me, I need to feel the way he stretches me, and then just when I have him right where I want him, I’ll ride him until we’re both losing our minds.
“Ez—”
“Patience, my sweet girl,” he rumbles as his fingers split inside of me, making my head fall back.
“Oh God.”
“You like that, baby?”
“Mmmmm,” I groan, riding his fingers as his thumb becomes the unofficial VIP of the party, working my clit just right.
“Tell me what you need.”
“I need you inside me,” I pant, almost sure I’m begging. “I need to slide down on your thick cock and ride you. I want to feel the way my pussy stretches around you, and I need your lips on mine when you do it.”
His arm tightens around my waist, and without skipping a beat, he lines himself up with my entrance. As I slowly sink down over him, his lips come to mine, kissing me deeply. Tears sting my eyes as the closeness somehow sews the shattered remains of my heart back together, breathing oxygen into the dark depth of my tortured soul, and filling me with the kind of light I’ve been searching for since the day he left. With every kiss and caress, he makes me whole again.
“God, Rae,” he groans against my lips, and as I slowly begin to rock my hips while moving up and down his impressive length, we both suck in a desperate gasp.
His fingers twine through mine, and I hold them with everything I have as he slowly puts me back together. He doesn’t stop kissing me, even when I taste my tears on my tongue, even when the intensity becomes too much I can barely breathe.
My hips jolt, riding him the way I should have always been able to, and as his lips drop to my neck, I throw my head back. My orgasm crashes through me, and I come hard on his cock.
My pussy spasms around him, wildly convulsing as the pleasure rocks through my body, taking me to new heights. Ezra comes with me, holding me tight and grunting as he finishes, but I don’t stop moving, slowly rocking my hips and grinding against him as I take what I need.
It’s too much.
Too intense.
How did I never know it could be like this?
Ezra catches my lips in his, and as I ride out the rest of my high, he kisses me deeply until we crash against the ground, barely missing his acoustic guitar.
He holds me tight as we come down from our high, and not a moment later, he reaches up to the bed and pulls the blanket off, covering us from head to toe.
I stare up at the ceiling as I catch my breath, living in a world of pure elation, never so happy in my life. “Holy shit,” I breathe as my fingers dance across his chest. I lay tucked into his side on the floor, bathing in the soft moonlight that shines through the window. “This is how it should have always been,” I tell him as the raw emotions of finally getting to be close to him in this way begin to overwhelm me. “That’s how I always pictured our first time.”
“Yeah?” he questions, his voice like a deep rumble that speaks directly to my soul.
A stupid smile pulls across my lips. “Mm-hmm. Isn’t that what you thought? That there would be some big special moment? Don’t get me wrong, the pool in Paris and backstage in Madrid were amazing, but this was different.”
Ezra drops a kiss to my temple as his hand snakes down my body to grab my ass. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Rae, but I have gone to great lengths not to picture how good we’d be together. You were such a temptation. You have no idea how many times I almost snapped and did something you were too young to have any business doing.”