Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
She released a soft moan and pressed her ass further against me. “Fucking hell, woman,” I growled, yanking her onto her back and quickly pulling her shirt over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which was pretty fucking convenient. Lowering my head, I drew one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned my name, her fingers lacing into my hair so she could clutch me to her, her legs instantly falling open to cradle me between her perfect, thick thighs.
I worked my way down her belly, where I pressed soft, tender kisses to where her baby bump was slightly showing. “Oh, Lincoln,” she breathed.
Fuck, I loved the sound of my name off her sweet lips.
I only pressed another tender kiss to her belly in response before I gripped the top of her leggings and pulled them down her legs with her panties, leaving her completely naked in front of me. I then grabbed her foot, and pressing a kiss to her ankle, I worked my way up to the apex of her thighs before I moved back down and did the same to her other leg, leaving her panting and begging beneath me.
God, she was perfect.
When I finally buried my face between her thighs, she cried out my name. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held them open wide, leaving her completely at my mercy. She arched her back off the bed as her fingers tangled in my hair. I released a low groan of appreciation when she began to ride my face, taking what she wanted from me—what she needed.
I pulled away right before she came. She whined and locked those pretty green eyes on mine, her chest rapidly rising and falling. “Why—oh!” she gasped when I flipped her onto her stomach and yanked her hips up so her perfect, round, juicy ass was in the air.
I leaned over her, rubbing the tip of my cock at her soaked entrance. Her body shook, her hips pushing back on me as she tried to force me to slip inside of her. “I warned you I would fuck you hard from behind, didn’t I?” I huskily asked her before I sucked lightly on her earlobe. She moaned, her hands fisting the bed sheets.
“Lincoln, fuck, please,” she begged me.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” I coaxed. “Tell me what this perfect fucking body of yours needs.” I ran my hand over her spine, punctuating my words.
“I need you to fuck me.” She gasped when I nudged the tiniest bit inside of her before withdrawing..
I nipped lightly as her shoulder. Then, I leaned back up and gently nudged her legs further apart before I buried myself to the hilt inside of her. “Fuck!” she cried out, her nails ripping into the sheets.
“Close your legs,” I told her.
“What?” she asked me as she looked over her shoulder, those eyes I loved so much darkened to the color of wet moss after a rainy day, so fucking needy and filled with lust as she looked at me.
“Close your legs,” I repeated. “I promise it’ll fucking feel amazing.”
She slowly maneuvered her legs closed, sucking in a sharp breath when I began to slide in and out of her. “Lincoln, fuck, that feels amazing,” she moaned.
“I know, baby,” I groaned. God, she was already tight, and this angle was making it even tighter. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” I growled.
I slowly quickened my pace, fucking her hard and fast from behind. If we’d had close neighbors, I had no doubt in my mind that they would have been able to hear her. She was loud, her voice only growing louder each time she came hard, her pussy walls clenching tightly around me every time, almost making me lose my control.
But I planned to fuck her until I knew her body physically couldn’t take anymore.
Because a body like this—fuck, a woman like this—deserved to be fucking worshipped and cherished, and I planned on taking care of every need this woman would ever have.
West
I was sitting on the kitchen counter, watching as Lincoln moved around the kitchen to make dinner. After we had sex earlier, I fell asleep, and I hadn’t been up for too long. The smell of Lincoln making dinner had actually woken me up.
“Something smells fucking amazing,” Jessie announced as he walked in the front door.
I looked over my shoulder at him, flashing him a smile. He walked over to me and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. “I need a shower,” he told me. “I’ll be back down in a few.”
With that, he walked up the stairs, heading for our room. I stared after him for a moment before I turned and looked back at Lincoln. He walked over to me and helped me down from the counter. “Go,” he softly ordered. “I’m fine down here, baby. Your other man needs a stress reliever, and I know you’re fucking insatiable these days.”