Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“Jesus,” he rasps through his teeth as his hand reaches out to cup one of my breasts, kneading it.
“I'm a little big,” I mutter, suddenly feeling self-conscious. With everything that we’ve done together, tonight feels different. I feel more exposed.
“You're perfection.”
“Don’t men like smaller so that they’re more…perky?” I ask and I can feel the heat on my face.
“I don’t know about other men, but for me, you're absolutely perfect.”
I avoid his eyes, feeling too vulnerable as his hands slide down my hips, as we lie on our sides, and he grinds me against him.
“Does that feel like I don't love everything about your body?” he asks.
“I'm not sure,” I tell him, looking at him as heat fills my body, my eyelids heavy as my desire to belong to him ratchets up and I give into the hunger. “I think it may take me a while to understand any of this, Ryder.”
“Told you, Buttons. I’m not going anywhere.”
A thrill rolls through my body with his words. He sounds so positive and with his hands on me the feel of his cock pressing against me, I want to believe him. God help me, I think I do…
Ryder's hands skim my legs, sending small ripples of pleasure to shoot through me as his calloused hands caress my skin. He looks into my eyes, and I hold his gaze as his fingers hook the hem of my panties and pulls them down. I help to get them off, my cheeks heating furiously as I lie still, completely bared to him.
“Mine,” he growls. The vibration and desire in that one word shoots through me making my pussy clench in reaction and my clit throb. He sits up, bringing me with him by wrapping his hands around my back to steady me. My nipples graze his shirt. A whimper escapes my lips with the new sensation.
“Ryder…”
I don’t know what I want to say. I just know I want him and at the same time, I can't believe this is happening. I watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, my eyes fixating on the rolling muscles of his abdomen. He’s toned and defined with these indentations and lines that make me weak. I want to run my tongue over every single one of them.
Leaning forward, he kisses my lips softly, trailing his hands around my hips to my ass. His hands splayed over my thigh. With a small, too brief kiss on my lips he stands. My focus is solely on him as I watch his hand undo the button and zipper of his pants. I forget to breathe as he shoves them down with his briefs. He stands naked in front of me.
I don’t have a lot of experience. This is very true. However, I have had a boyfriend and it should be said he had one vice and that was watching porn—which means at times he wanted that on when we had sex. I’m not a prude. There were times I could have enjoyed it, but he didn’t go out of his way to make me feel comfortable or even beautiful. So, I grew to hate it because it felt more like he tried to watch it so he could do what he was expected to do with me and that felt bad—really bad.
Yet, calling on those movies and my limited experience, I know that Ryder has been blessed with what he was packing. He’s rock hard and his cock is beautiful with darker skin, veins pushing against his extensive length, his head a little lighter in color but covered in wet… I breathe that in. He wants me. Ryder could have any woman he wants. I know that. Heck, there’s a bunch of girls here in town that have talked about him nonstop. When we were out for his mother’s birthday dinner, they flirted with him shamelessly. He acted like he didn’t even notice, and he did it in such a way that it’s very possible he didn’t. Yet, signs are definitely indicating that he wants me a lot. The thrill that gives me fills me and blooms right inside my heart, causing it to skip a beat.
I lick my lips and I feel Ryder’s heavy gaze. When I tear myself away from watching his cock, I find Ryder staring at me with a smile on his face. Damn. Every nerve ending in my body is heightened, electrified with his touch. He pulls me up from the bed and I can feel the slight scratch of his rough hands as they gently skate down my sides. Something about his touch being so tender, his skin a working man’s hands that is rugged excites me even more causing my nipples to tighten and my insides to constrict. My breath hitches as I feel his cock brush against me. Ryder’s hands span my ass as he pulls me closer.