Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Her eyes widen behind her glasses. “I can’t imagine how good that will feel, Rook.”
I can’t imagine how any man she’s crossed paths with hasn’t wanted to please her with his mouth, or his hands, or his dick.
“I’m going to show you just how good it can be for you.” I pause to kiss her softly. “And for me.”
“You like doing it?”
I’ve never shied away from eating pussy, but then again, I’ve never craved it more than I am now. I’ve wanted to taste her since I first saw her in her sister’s office.
“I’m going to love doing it to you,” I tell her. “I’ve already gotten a taste from my fingers.”
Her gaze drops to my hand. “What do you mean?”
“After I got you off with my fingers, I licked them.” I demonstrate by touching the tip of my tongue to my index finger. “It’s addictive. I may have to do it all night.”
That sends her head back in laughter. “You couldn’t do it all night.”
I’d agree with that if she were any other woman, but I’d give up anything to bring this woman hours of endless pleasure.
I stop her giddiness with a hand to her chin. I kiss a trail along her jawbone until I reach her mouth. I part her lips with the kiss, diving deep with my tongue. I lick, probe, and demonstrate exactly what I want to do to her pussy.
She pants when our lips part. “If it’s anything like that kiss, I may never leave this room.”
“Stay forever.” The words, born in my heart, fall off my tongue.
She hears them as a playful declaration in a moment of intimacy, but I feel them deeply.
“I’ll stay for a few more hours.” She nods toward the table. “Is that pasta pomodoro?”
I don’t take my eyes off of her as I answer. “It is.”
She inches forward on her bare feet to get a better look. “With lemon grilled shrimp on the side?”
“That’s your favorite.”
Her gaze locks on mine. “How did you know?”
I close my eyes briefly before a ghost of a smile shoots over my lips. “I overheard your sister ordering take-out once. She was picking it up on her way home when she lived with you.”
Her fingers touch my jaw. “You remember a lot about me.”
Because you’re remarkable.
I ache to say that but I motion to the chair beside mine. “Sit and eat because I want to eat you.”
She moves to take a seat. “This night has been incredible.”
I sit next to her, reaching down to tug on her chair’s leg to bring her even closer to me. “A remarkable woman deserves a thousand incredible nights like this.”
Her mouth curves toward a grin. “Maybe we can have one more night like this before we…”
“Yes,” I interrupt, not wanting to hear her say that we’ll eventually part as just friends and go on our merry ways to fuck other people.
I’m already lost to her. It’s not just the sex. It’s her.
“We’ll have another night just like this, Carrie.”
“Soon?” Her eyebrows jump up. “Very soon?”
Tomorrow isn’t soon enough for me. “Very soon.”
“Good.” She rests a hand on my knee. “When I imagined my first time, it never looked like this. I never thought I could feel like this. You’ve given me a gift I can never repay.”
My hand shakes as I grab hers to slide it partway up my thigh. “You’re the one who gave me a gift, Carrie. I’m honored that you chose me to be your first lover.”
“You’re my first lover,” she whispers. “After what I felt in the bedroom, I know I made the right choice. Thank you, Rook.”
I swear to fuck that my heart is splitting open in my chest. She’s too good to me; too good for me.
“Let’s eat.” She tugs her hand free. “I worked up a pretty big appetite, and something tells me I’m going to need a lot of energy for what comes next.”
I turn and smile.
“Get it,” she whispers. “It’s a pun. What comes next is going to be me.”
I move to press a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. “You will come next, over and over again.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Carrie
He flattens his tongue against me to enjoy long, leisurely licks of my already sensitive pussy.
I tangle my hands in his hair, desperately trying to yank his head up. “Rook, please.”
A deep chuckle rumbles through his body. I watch as it vibrates over the muscled planes of his back. “No fucking way, Carrie.”
A laugh blooms inside of me, but it gets lost before it reaches my lips because I’m soaring toward another orgasm.
I give in to it then and let my body feel in the same way it has for the past thirty minutes.
When he brought me back to bed after we ate, he pushed me down, crawled on top of me, and teased my nipples with his mouth while his long, very skilled fingers did the same to my pussy.