Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
My head falls back, my hips thrust up, and right here, right now I’m gone for him. So gone I want to beg him to just fuck me. “Yes,” I hiss and then his mouth lets me go, the cool air making my nipples even harder.
I feel him moving down my body, his hand scrunching up my tank top so he can kiss my stomach, which contracts under his touch. He drags his nose back and forth, his tongue licking down my stomach past my belly button. “Lift,” he commands and I don’t know what he wants me to lift. My body feels like it’s on fire, and because he’s between my legs, I can’t close them and try to get relief. “Your ass.” I move my hips up just in time for him to shed my shorts and panties. “Tell me something, Eva.” His mouth hovers over my pussy, his breath landing on me making me shiver. “Was it him you were thinking about when I made you come?” I look down at him as his nose trails my pubic bone and then moves to the left side of my leg, right down the side.
“Is it him you are picturing now?” My chest swells when I listen to his voice so thick with need. “Do you want it to be him?” His voice rumbles and he stops talking when I lift my hips, hoping to get him to lick me. “Tell me who you see.” He hovers right there, right where I want him to lick. Right where my slit is, my lips hiding my clit that is throbbing right now. He’s spent a total of five minutes kissing me or maybe even less, and I ache for him. “Tell me.”
“You want to know who I’ve been thinking about?” My voice comes out quivering. “You want to know who I thought about when I touched myself in the shower?” My feet move up as I place them on his elbows. “You want to know who I saw two nights ago when I came on your fingers?” Fuck, he’s so fucking beautiful. “You want to know who I was thinking about all night? You want to know who’s taken over all of my thoughts lately? You want to know who I dream about? You want to know who I want to touch me? You want to know who I want to slide into me? You want to know who I want to ride? You want to know whose face I want to sit on?” His eyes watch mine, my chest going up and down.
My body ready to explode, I’ve never been more turned on in my life. “You want to know who makes me so wet that if you touched me right now, you would feel I’m soaked?” He waits when I finally confess in a whisper, “It’s you.” I don’t say another word because I can’t. His mouth sucks in my pussy lips right before he lets them go and licks me from top to bottom. My hips thrust up, needing more of him. “Yes,” I cheer when he uses his thumbs to open my pussy lips, sucking my clit right into his mouth. “Levi,” his name falls from my lips.
“Yes,” he declares right before he bites my clit and slides two fingers into me. I push down on his shoulder to thrust up. “All day long.” His fingers move in and out of me. “All I’ve been thinking about is tasting you,” he admits, sliding his tongue in with his fingers before his tongue flicks my clit again. “You moaning out my name is forever tattooed in my brain.” He turns his hand, rubbing over my G-spot and I get on my elbows to watch him. “It’s time for me to claim this pussy.” He sucks my clit. “Make it mine.” His fingers moving in and out of me, my hands go to my nipples and roll them. “Take care of it with my fingers.” I need more. “With my tongue.” I feel the orgasm coming, I’ve never had it build this much. It’s been building for the past two days. “When I fuck you,” he declares and my eyes slowly shut halfway, “I’m going to finally make you mine. Every single piece of you”—his fingers move faster—“is going to be mine.” My pussy gets even wetter. “I’m going to mark every single piece of you.” He bites my clit and then sucks it in. “First with my mouth.” It’s right there, I can feel the tightness coming in my stomach, shooting all the way down to my core, to my fucking toes. He moves his hand so much faster. “Then—” he starts between clenched teeth and I know he knows I’m close.
“I’m going to—” I say breathlessly, thrashing on the bed. My head is moving side to side, my hips come up to meet his finger.