Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
She offered him a shy smile. “You’re such a gentleman. If you keep it up you’re going to spoil me.”
“You deserve to be spoiled.” He cupped her chin and captured her lips in a light kiss, not trusting himself to go further because anything more and he would take her against his vehicle.
“I need that, after tonight.”
“You have no idea, what I need right now Amina.” He looked pointedly at the erection tenting his pants.
“Maybe you’re the one I should be worried about tonight,” she teased.
“You absolutely do,” he agreed holding out his hand to her. “Shall we?”
He led her through the garage to the elevator.
A chill raced up his spine as they passed the spot where he’d been shot.
“Are you okay?” Amina asked seeming to notice his discomfort.
“This is where I was murdered.”
“Oh my God. I’m sorry. I get that eerie feeling as well, when I’m on that part of the road where I was hit, so I understand. Do you want to talk about it?”
Ethan shook his head, not wanting to rehash that day. He was still coming to terms with the fact that someone had wanted him dead. “No. I can think of better things I’d like to do at the moment than talk about that.”
Amina grazed his cheek with the back her hand in a gentle caress. “I’m here if you want to talk about it.”
“Mmm.”
No words were exchanged on the elevator ride to his condo and as soon as they were inside, he grabbed Amina and pulled her into his arms for a deep, hungry kiss.
He’d been craving this all night.
Amina twisted her head away. “Ethan let me catch my breath.”
“You can breathe later.” He captured her mouth again more forcefully. Something desperate inside of him awakened and the need to be one with Amina was a force so powerful he couldn’t deny it. He refused to allow her to deny it either.
Ethan cupped her ass and lifted her in his arms before slamming her against the wall.
Amina’s legs went around his waist and she returned his kiss with equal passion. She threaded her fingers through his hair as their tongues met in a wild dance of desire.
He grinded his erection against her, needing the relief only she could give. No woman turned him on the way she did and he couldn’t wait a second longer to claim her.
Finally breaking the tight seal of their lips, he buried his face against her neck and nibbled on her delicate flesh while he hiked up her dress, shoving it around her waist.
Ethan grabbed the edge of her panties and tore them off of her.
“Oh, no! I just bought those,” she groaned.
“I’ll buy you a hundred pairs if you want.” He dropped kisses along her jawline.
“You ruined them before I ripped them off, anyway.” Ethan placed kisses all over her neck.
“They were soaked from all your cream.” He pressed his lips against hers in a long, lingering kiss.
“I’m going to keep them.” He nibbled on her earlobe.
“Ethan,” she moaned.
Desperately needing to inside of her, he unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his zipper just enough to reach inside, and took out his cock. “Hold on tight baby,” he whispered, positioning himself against her slit.
The heat between her thighs threatened to scorch him. She was already leaking all over him.
As soon as Ethan slipped his tip past her labia he reared his hips back and thrust forward, sliding so deep, they were practically one person.
Amina wrapped her arms around him.
Her walls greedily clenched his member, choking the shit out of him. “Fuck, so tight. So good,” he groaned, hoping he’d be able to hold on long enough without embarrassing himself.
He briefly savored the decadent sensation of her liquid heat wrapped so lovingly around him.
They moved simultaneously in erratic motions at first, both racing to a completion they couldn’t quite reach. And slowly, they got in sync until the frenzied heat threatened to consume them both.
Ethan’s body was on the brink of eruption but he held back wanting to savor Amina’s sweet pussy for as long as he possibly could. He hadn’t been this eager for a woman since he lost his virginity.
Amina drove him to the edge of madness, and he couldn’t for the life of him understand how anyone could mistreat her and not worship her like the goddess she was.
“You’re so deep,” Amina moaned.
Her throaty cries of passion were his undoing. With each thrust, his need to consume all of her became more frantic.
“Amina!” he roared her name as he released his load inside of her.
She buried her face against his neck with a whimper. Her walls still clung to him like a tight velvet glove.
Ethan continued to give every bit of himself to her, grinding his hips against her pelvis.
She stiffened in his arms and then started to shake. “Oh God! Oh!” Amina’s cunt gripped him tighter still, milking every drop of essence from his balls.