Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 72156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
She moans beneath my touch. I slide my tongue up her neck to her earlobe, which I nip softly…and then not so softly.
“I will have you, Savannah. I will have you today. Today you’re mine. These kisses are mine. These beautiful tits are mine. That sweet little pussy is mine. All fucking mine. Say it.”
“Mine,” she says.
“No. You tell me. You tell me who you belong to.”
Her breathing quickens. “You, Falcon. I belong to you.”
“And who gives the orders?”
She swallows. “You do.”
“Damn right.”
I step back. Stare at that gorgeous body, those ruby lips.
Then I pull my T-shirt over my head and toss it onto the pool deck.
She sucks in a breath.
Good. She likes what she sees.
“You want to see more?”
She nods, still biting on her lower lip.
I’m not wearing shoes, so I unsnap my jeans, unzip them, slide them over my hips, along with my boxer briefs.
I step out of them, my cock as hard as it’s ever been. I give it a few pulls, trying to ease the ache.
It doesn’t help.
The only thing that’s going to help is her pussy. Her tight and succulent pussy. My cock buried inside its sweet haven.
I walk to the wall, turn on the timer to the hot tub.
Savannah looks toward it as the bubbles erupt.
Then I return to Savannah, scoop her into my arms again, and carry her to the tub.
She gasps when she touches the water.
“It’s lukewarm now. It’ll get hotter.” I slide my lips over her neck. “It’ll get hotter as we get hotter.”
“I’m already hot, Falcon. I’m so hot for you.”
I slide my fingers between her legs. Even with the hot tub water surrounding us, I can still tell how wet she is, how slick, and I slide one finger inside of her.
She moans. A slow and guttural moan.
“Still worried about someone seeing us?” I grit out.
“I don’t care, Falcon. I don’t care who sees us. All I care about in this moment is your touch. Your lips on mine. Your dick inside me.”
This time I groan. It comes out of me like a growl. I sound like a wolf. A wolf about to devour his prey.
I sit down next to her, my cock hard and ready, and then I pull her onto my lap.
She sinks down on me with a moan.
“God, so good, Vannah.”
I grip her hips, pull her up off me, and sink her down again.
I take control. We go at my pace, which is quick. Thrust, thrust, thrust…
Her fingers wander to her nipples, she plays with them, and then—
“My God, Falcon!”
She’s coming already, milking my cock with the contractions of her pussy.
And I know I’m done for.
I grip her hips, move her faster, faster, up, down, up, down, until—
“Yes, Vannah. God.” My jaw is clenched, and as I pump into her, I release. “Mine, Savannah Gallo. Tonight you’re mine.”
43
SAVANNAH
I slump over his shoulder, burying my face in his fragrant neck. Around us, the water bubbles, the sound of the jets drowning out our moans, groans, our shouts of ecstasy.
I stay on top of him, his cock still embedded in me. I’m not sure I ever want to move.
It wasn’t the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had with Falcon, but it was the best. It was the best because for this night, I’m his.
For this night, I’ll do whatever he asks of me. Whatever he demands. I will obey.
The water has gotten noticeably hotter, and after a few timeless moments, Falcon whispers in my year.
“We need to hydrate, Vannah. I’ll get us some water.”
He lifts me off him, sets me down on the hot tub bench, and steps out. The soft dark hair is pasted to his legs, and water trickles from him as he walks toward a bar on the pool deck.
I did notice the bar before. I didn’t notice the outdoor barbecue, and I didn’t notice the table and chairs. The lounge chairs. The pool floaties.
I didn’t notice any of it.
Because my whole world was Falcon Bellamy.
Falcon returns with two cold bottles of water. He opens one and hands it to me.
I take a deep drink. “I didn’t realize how thirsty I was.”
He sinks back into the tub, displacing the water so it comes up almost to my shoulders.
“I love the hot tub. I could sit in here for hours. But you have to remember to hydrate.” He takes a long drink of his water.
“This is heaven,” I say.
“It’s pretty close,” he says. “But the real heaven is between your legs, Vannah.”
My cheeks warm, and it’s not from the heat of the tub.
My nipples are still hard, and though that orgasm was good, I could go again in a minute.
Falcon takes another drink of water, and then he pulls me into his arms as we sit together. He kisses the top of my head.
I close my eyes. Relaxation sweeps through me. Relaxation like I haven’t known in… Have I ever? Not since I was a kid, not since before I knew…everything.