Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 50840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
"Please what, sweet Peyton?" I tease, dipping one finger beneath to stroke it along her mound. "What are you begging for, baby?"
"I…you…" She chokes on a whimper when I dip my fingertip into her slit, teasing there too. "Yes, that!"
"You want me to touch your pretty little cunt? Is that what you're trying to say?"
"Yes, Logan. Please."
"Mm. No." I still my hand, dragging my lips down her sternum instead. "I think I'll just leave my hand right here until I'm good and ready."
"You know murder is justified in some situations," she groans.
"Yeah?" I dip my tongue into her belly button and then rake my teeth down her lower abdomen. "I don't think not letting you come is one of them, baby."
"Might be. Sexual insanity."
I chuckle against her skin before biting her.
She flails beneath me again, moaning.
"I think I like that sound. Keep making it." I maneuver so I can inch her zipper down while keeping one hand in her pants and my mouth on her skin.
She groans beneath me again, louder this time.
I slide my finger through her juices, toying with her. She's so fucking wet. Christ Almighty. I can't wait until she's dripping down my chin and going wild for me. I already know she will. That fire in her can't be contained. It isn't quiet and polite. She'll come and scream and squirm until she's satisfied.
And I'll be the lucky motherfucker worshipping on his knees.
Yeah, I like the sound of that.
I tug her jeans down inch by inch, tormenting her just because I can. Just because I already know this woman is going to rule my entire fucking world and I intend to make her pay for it with sweat and come and obedience. I'll be her plaything. I'll do her bidding. But when we're like this, I'll drive her fucking wild just because I can.
"Logan, please," she whimpers, stretched thin and wrecked by the time I get her pants off. I leave her panties on for the time being and take a moment to appreciate the sight. Mostly because I was right.
Her in lace is irresistible. That wet spot spreading across the scrap of lace between her thighs is a thing of beauty. She's a literal goddess, writhing on the island, begging for relief.
I squeeze my cock, willing myself not to lose it yet.
"Damn, baby," I breathe, running a fingertip up her leg. "Look how pretty you are spread out like a little sacrifice for me."
Her eyes are bright and glossy, her skin flushed with desire.
She lifts her hips from the island in a silent demand, reaching out to me in entreaty. "Please."
I take pity on her this time—mostly because I'm starving for a taste of her. I lash my hands around her ankles, hauling her to the end of the island. Her legs fall open around me, spread wide.
"So beautiful," I groan, leaning forward to press a kiss to her pussy. At least, that's my intention. But then I smell her heady, tangy scent and I can't help myself. I flick my tongue out, running it over the gusset of her panties.
Her hips jolt from the island, my name leaving her lips in a loud crack of sound.
Cum spills into my boxers.
I stop teasing her and rip her panties away, leaving them dangling beneath her as I lift her toward my mouth.
"Keep your eyes on me, Peyton. Watch me eat this pretty little cunt," I order, waiting only long enough to ensure she obeys before I bury my face between her legs.
That first lick is pure bliss and straight adrenaline, intoxicating and heady. I grip her cheeks, spreading her open as she sobs my name, spurring me on. I'm not polite. I don't take my time. I fucking devour her like the perfect little treat she is, eating her cunt until her juices drip down my face and she's rocking against me, her cries growing louder.
I still want more. I've never been a greedy, selfish man. Until now. Until this. Until her. There's no fucking way I'm going to stop now. There's no way I'm ever sharing this. I want all of her.
I force my tongue into her tight little hole, thrusting it as deep as I can get it. She wails as I use it like a cock, fucking her with it. My thumb grins against her back entrance, adding to the onslaught of pleasure currently wrecking her. She likes that, too. The little minx pushes back against me, greedy and eager.
I growl, turning my head to bite her inner thigh. "Fucking come, Peyton. All over my goddamn face or I might keep you here all night." I don't give her a chance to respond before I go back to work, wrapping my lips around her clit. I suck hard, thrusting two fingers inside her at the same time.