Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
His gaze roves over my naked breasts.
They’re still tingling from his previous attention.
“They look even better than they taste.”
Lowering himself down again, he sucks one bare tip into his mouth. Sensation spirals through me, rushing through my veins until it feels like too much for the confines of my skin. Any second, I’ll splinter apart. A gasp escapes from me when he nips the stiff little point with sharp teeth before kissing and licking it.
He works his way down my body, adoring every inch, until he reaches the elastic band of my panties. I inhale a sharp breath when he buries his nose against my slit and inhales a lungful of air.
There’s no way he doesn’t feel the dampness of the material.
“This must be what heaven smells like,” he growls.
The low scrape of his words sends another round of arousal detonating at the bottom of my belly.
His fingers slip beneath the waistband before dragging the thin fabric down my hips and thighs until I’m completely bared to his sight.
When I shift, only wanting to close my legs, he flattens his palms against my inner thighs and presses them farther apart.
His gaze never deviates from my exposed core.
My heart pounds a steady tattoo beneath the intensity of his sharp gaze.
The look of appreciation that settles on his face is the only reason I don’t fight the hold.
“So fucking gorgeous.” One hand trails along my center, his thumb caressing the delicate flesh. Sensation ripples throughout my being before echoing in my fingertips and toes.
When he strums me for a second time, the pleasure is nearly enough to make my eyes roll back in my head.
I’ve had boyfriends before, but they never teased out these kinds of exquisite sensations. They never made me want to give myself over to them or come undone.
He’s barely touched me and I’m ready to burst out of my skin.
With my legs spread wide, he shoulders his way between my thighs. His gaze holds mine captive as he lowers his face and swipes at me with his tongue.
A whimper works its way loose from my throat.
“Tell me, sunshine… Do you enjoy having your pussy licked?”
The dirty question has heat rushing to my cheeks and leaves me squirming. His grip tightens around my thighs to hold me in place as he leisurely strokes one thick finger along my slit.
Another low moan escapes from me, breaking the silence of the room.
I couldn’t rein it in if I tried.
Maverick leans forward and traces the same path his finger traveled seconds ago with his tongue.
Pure bliss.
I want to die with the pleasure that rushes in and bombards my senses. Or maybe what I really want to do is spread my thighs impossibly wide in order to feel more of the velvety softness stroking over me and darting inside.
He grazes the top of my slit rather than probing deeper with his tongue. My fingers thread through his inky black hair as he presses butterfly-like kisses against my damp flesh. All I want is for him to bury his face between my legs and ravage me instead of giving me chaste pecks.
It’s pure torture.
“Please. I need more.”
Instead of giving me what I want, he takes another long lap that has my core clenching.
“You didn’t answer the question.”
When I remain silent, he nibbles at my clit.
The sound that leaves my lips is garbled and unintelligible.
He chuckles, and his warm breath ghosts over me. That’s all it takes for goose bumps to break out across my body.
His eyes stay pinned to mine from between my legs. “You must really hate it if you can’t even bother to respond.” He stabs his tongue deep inside my body. “I should stop.”
If that happens, I’ll probably die. Nothing in all my life has ever felt this amazing.
“No!” I blurt.
It feels like my body is burning up from the inside out.
His gaze sears into mine as he licks from the bottom of my slit to the top of my clit, another deep laugh rumbling up from him. The throaty sound of it dances across my flesh as he holds me in place.
“Then answer the question.”
“I like it,” I admit. “A lot.”
Way more than that.
He continues to caress me with his tongue. “What exactly do you like?”
He presses a kiss against my inner thigh before dragging his teeth against it. As good as it feels, it’s not where I want his mouth. The gleam that fills his eyes tells me he knows exactly what I’m so desperate for.
“What you’re doing?” I ask on a tortured groan.
“Come on, sunshine. You can do better than that.” His teeth sink into the flesh he’d been kissing.
“I like when you lick my pussy,” I gasp.
“Good girl.”
With that, the flat of his tongue slides over me.
Pleasure gathers in my core like an impending storm. Any second, it’ll break loose and destroy everything in its path.