Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
He palmed her breasts as he pistoned his hips. Hard and fast, he drove deep inside her heat. Needing more. It wasn’t enough to assuage the hunger that had been growing ever since he’d woken alone in his hotel bed.
She didn’t just sit there, no, not this woman. Daisy settled her hands on his shoulders and levered up and down, meeting his powerful, nearly angry thrusts. The fuzzy material of her socks brushed the small of his back as he fucked her.
He pinched her nipples and tugged on them, relishing how her internal muscles clenched around him with each pull. The thump of her head against the window yanked his gaze from how her darker nipples looked between his fingers though he continued holding them.
Her eyes were glassy with desire but she didn’t look away from him. She locked onto his stare as she had in the hotel room, and licked her lips before she bit her lower one.
Fuck! It had been so long he wasn’t going to last doing this much more. His balls were already drawing up, ready to release inside her. He freed her right breast and dropped his hand between them, locating her clit and pushing his thumb against it.
“Come for me,” he growled. “Now!”
She listened, back arching from the glass, bringing her breasts closer to him as she shattered around his cock. Dear God, she was gorgeous. Her pussy milked his cock and he bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from coming himself.
As if she knew he fought his own release, she flexed those damn muscles and put her hand between their bodies, her fingers stroking along his cock as it powered in and out of her.
“Your turn.”
That’s all she said, along with adding the light rasp of her nails along his shaft. He lost it, bending forward and sucking one nipple in his mouth as he pinched her clit and put his free hand on her hip, gripping so hard he figured there would be marks on her dark skin.
Livingston fucked her. Hard. Until he couldn’t hold off any longer and unloaded deep inside her.
Forehead to forehead, breath mingling, he stayed buried to the hilt inside her. She pinched his nipple and his cock stirred in response. He kissed her, reveling in the sweet, fresh taste of peaches as he withdrew from her heat. The kiss continued as he moved his hands to her legs and unhooked them from his waist, lowering them so she could be on her feet. It continued as he curved his fingers in the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down.
“I’m not close to being done with you yet.”
He spun her around, pressing her front to the window, and gripped the base of his rapidly hardening cock, widening her stance to get entrance once more. Dragging himself between her lips again, he waited for it, her sign of readiness. That sigh he craved more than anything.
Staring at her ass but flicking up his gaze to the window to see her expression, he knew when she parted her lips and released that small, soft sigh. He’d heard it their night together and had wanted it again. The moment it hit his ears, he bent his knees, pushed into her pussy and started again.
“I’m going to fuck you all night,” he rasped against her ear while he covered her body with his. “Right here for a long time, to let all those people down there have the opportunity to look up and see you, pinned here to the window by my cock.” He palmed her stomach, loving how it quivered beneath his touch. “Let them see your tits bounce as I fuck you. Imagine how loud the screams are when those fuckable lips of yours are in that perfect ‘o’ you get them in.”
He lowered his hand over the top of her pussy, brushing her clit. “Make them wish they were closer to hear, to see, to touch this beautiful, sexy body of yours. But they can’t touch. Can’t hear you. And all they can see is from way down there because you fucking belong to me. This body is mine.”
Her nonverbal response was more than enough. She joined him in playing with her clit, her left hand flat against the cold glass and her ass bumping back into him, trying to take his strokes deeper.
“I’ll give it to you, Peach. Promise.” He nipped her shoulder. “Promise.”
* * * *
Livingston Rhodes lived up to his promise.
The thought rolled around in her head as she came to from the exhausted slumber that had taken her under. Barely moving, she squinted to see the clock across the room and realized she’d been sleeping for two hours.
Normally she would have been up by now but that man, good Lord, that man, had kept her up. No complaints from her about how that had gone down. Her lips twitched.