Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 112279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 561(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 561(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
I arched up, but his hand held me in place. That’s why it was there.
“Nate.” I was already panting.
He was magical with his mouth. His fingers were magic. His dick, too. Holy. Everything about him was magical.
His tongue slid inside.
Pleasure burst through me, almost ripping me in half. It was intense and overwhelming, and just as I thought I was getting used to it, he did something new, and I was soaring right back up all over again. And again. And again.
I was writhing in place, but he held me down as he was sucking and tasting.
His tongue moved in, flicking over me.
He was working me up, and just as I thought I would burst, he pulled back.
I groaned, now biting into my arm. The type of scream he was getting from me would’ve scared everyone in the house. I felt another sweep of his tongue, and I bit farther down, my legs moving in place.
He moved farther up. Both his hands palmed my hips for a second, but then he switched his angle, and his tongue thrust back in. His hand moved to my nub, and he was rolling it in a smooth circle. Both, at the same time, and I was exploding in his arms.
I had a moment before he rose over me.
His gaze was dark and hungry. “Are you clean?” he rasped out.
His need was piercing.
“I—yes.”
“Birth control?”
“Yes.”
“Can I?” He moved up. “I don’t have a condom here.”
I reached down, took his cock, and pushed him back on the bench. I sheathed myself on him, and that was my answer.
His hands grabbed my ass, and then I started rolling my hips, a whole new need rising all over again.
It was my turn but for both of us this time.
He panted into my neck. “I could start loving this. I swear to God.”
I paused but shuddered, and I moved even harder over him. A new burst of energy was taking me over.
I was dead.
I had died.
I was in heaven.
Nate lifted his head from my shoulder as I was draped over his body. We were both sitting, or he was. I didn’t know what I was.
“I don’t think I can move. I think you broke all of my bones.”
He chuckled, a hand smoothing down my back, but he only pulled me closer. “I had to come see you, and then I saw you, and I had to eat you.”
I laughed. “Nice. Well, I loved it, every second of it, so feel free whenever the urge hits you.”
He laughed. His hand went back to smoothing up and down my back. “I have to tell you something.”
“Oh.” I tensed and pulled back to see his face. He was still inside me. “If you are going to say any words that rhyme with friends, Logan, Taylor, or Duke—I don’t want to hear it.”
He frowned, tracing a strand of hair down the side of my face. He moved it back, his fingers trailing over my neck and down my arm. “How’d you know about your dad?”
I groaned, lying back on him. I pressed my forehead into his shoulder. Nova liked to do this, and I could understand it, but I had no idea why. “He called.”
Nate tensed. “He did?”
I nodded, still pressed into his neck. “He told me that he saw you, and he was beyond disappointed in my choice of bedmate. He said I could do so much better, and once I woke up and returned to his estate, he’d consider who he thought might be willing to be his future son-in-law.”
A moment.
Nate was like cement now.
Then he exploded. “Are you kidding me?!”
I leaned back, my arms curling around his neck. Loosely. “Why are you upset? I actually think it’s a good thing that he’s calling. Now I know what his move is, stupid lectures. He has to feel like he still has some sort of control over me. I’d rather know what he’s doing than what he’s planning. You know?”
“You’re not taking any more calls from him.”
“Nate.” I frowned. “I know what my dad is like. His words aren’t hurting me. A few months ago, I would’ve been devastated. Not anymore. I’m making a lot of progress. I feel like half a human now.”
He was quiet, but he was still so tense.
“Nate?”
He shoved up to his feet, and I let out a yell because he took me with him.
My legs tightened around his waist when he wasn’t going to let me stand on my own. His hands went under my ass, grabbing two handfuls, and he hoisted me higher. I readjusted, much closer than I had been on his lap.
His eyes were grilling right into mine.
“If I talked to Nova like that?”
Everything wilted inside me.
He saw it. “Exactly. If I called her and said any of the shit that he’s said to you? That’d be okay?”