Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“Fuck, you taste good. You taste like you’re mine.” He pulls away from my pussy, both hands gliding to the sides of my panties, pulling them down. The backs of his fingers make my flesh come alive. He picks up one foot. I’d never expect him to plant it on his shoulder. “Spread for me, Danica, show me what I’m about to take.” There’s nothing easy about the current stance I’m in while shimmying the foot that’s planted on the ground to open for his broad shoulders. I manage, somehow, and when Theo dips his head again, he does not disappoint. The flat of his tongue slides out, licking me from my entrance, gathering my wetness, humming while doing so until he’s at my clit. He takes his time; there’s no rush. Then he repeats the process, a slow buildup that’s making my stomach clench, my hips lift up, and my toes curl. One of my hands moves to the back of his head to use his hair for purchase, unsure how I’m going to maintain my stance. The other is flat on the refrigerator, the coolness helping me keep my senses.
“Let go, fairy. Don’t hold back.” He backs away from my center for a moment, showing me his face, particularly his mouth that’s dripping with my juices. He licks his lips. Damn, never in my life did I think a man down on his knees would look as sexy as Theo does.
“Okay.” It doesn’t matter that I respond—he’s already got his head buried between my thighs again. This time, the slow long licks are gone. He probably realized that while it felt fucking phenomenal, it wasn’t shutting my head down enough to enjoy the moment, and well, let go. He ups the ante. The tip of his tongue circles my clit, giving me indirect stimulation until I’m gripping his hair tightly. “God, Theo.” Reading my body, he keeps using the same pace. It isn’t until my legs start to tremble that he adds his thumb, barely dipping inside my pussy, and his lips wrap around my clit. The suction is setting me off, making me lose control. Everything is turned off. There are no thoughts about work, school, how I’m going to manage the next day. All I can think about is the way Theo is eating me. No, he’s not eating; he’s fucking devouring me, and I’m going to become addicted to him.
“Fuck, yes, there, don’t stop.” My words are a garbled mess, much like the inside of my thighs and Theo’s face, but right now, I don’t care. I’m not sure I ever will again either. He takes his thumb away, and I feel two thick fingers slide inside my slick heat. The varied motion of his fingers flicking back and forth, the continued sucking on my clit, and I’m done for. My body tenses, both hands delve into his warm chocolate locks of hair, and I hold him in place as I ride his face until my orgasm is over.
“That’s one.” He pulls his fingers out of my core, wiping one cheek off on my inner thigh, then the other. Almost as if he’s marking me with my own cum. When he finally comes up for air, his lips are still shinning and I’m greedy for his lips.
“Kiss me, please.” That’s all it takes. He’s standing up, mouth attaching itself to mine, his hands gripping my thighs and hoisting me up. I’m wrapped around him, arms and legs, as his lips and tongue dominate mine. I taste myself on him, and damn if that isn’t hot.
“We’re going to my bed. I’m not done with you, not for a long fucking time.” He breaks away from my mouth. I only nod, wanting that just as much. And as many times as I can count, Theo is making me forget about every self-imposed rule that’s ever existed.
THIRTEEN
Theo
“Fuck, Danica. I don’t even know where to begin.” On our way to my bedroom, I flicked the clasp to her bra, wanting her completely naked by the time she was where is now.
“Inside me would be a good place to start,” she fires back. Her forearms prop her up, her tiny body on display as I take the rest of my clothes off. My little fairy tried to take my shirt off, going as far as unbuttoning as much as she could, but that’s as far as she got.
“And how am I getting inside you, bare or a condom?” I shuck my shirt off. Her eyes are glazed with pleasure the whole time. I’m waiting patiently, hoping like fuck she lets me take her with not a fucking thing between us. Never in my life have I asked a woman her preference. I’d wear a condom no matter fucking what, but it’s different with Danica.