Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Eyes on me.” Garrett gives my hair a small tug. My gaze locks with his. “Enough,” he barks suddenly, making me jump. His cock slips from my mouth.
“Did I–” Garrett plucks me off the floor and places me on the desk. Things fall, hitting the floor. He reaches under my shirt, ripping my panties down my legs.
“Need to taste you.”
“Taste me?” I asked, confused. He answers my question with his mouth, just not with words. Garett buries his mouth between my legs. I let out a gasp of shock. I didn’t know this was a thing.
The sensation of his tongue pushing through the folds of my sex causes my body to shudder.
“So fucking sweet,” he groans against me. One would think he is getting as much pleasure from this as I am.
His mouth explores me, his tongue dipping lower to thrust inside of me. I let out a loud gasp, my fingers sinking into his hair. Garrett's hands grasp my cheeks to lift me off the desk, allowing him to thrust his tongue deeper into my body. It’s too much but also perfect at the same time.
“Garrett, oh God, Garrett.” I start to chant his name. “Please.”
He pulls his tongue out and licks all the way back up to the sensitive button. His tongue circles it a few times before he sucks it into his mouth.
“Garrett!” I cry out his name as the orgasm hits me. It echoes through the room. My mind goes blank as pure pleasure takes over. There is only Garrett and me and what he can do to my body.
My eyes flutter open when I feel Garrett shift between my thighs. He pushes up my shirt, then slides down my bra, causing my breasts to spill out. His hand is wrapped around his cock. I watch as he begins stroking himself quickly. I thought seeing him between my thighs was the sexiest sight I’d ever seen, but I was wrong. Watching him pleasure himself shoots to the top.
"Snow!" he groans. I watch in awe as he comes all over me. His warm release hits my skin like a branding mark. One that I more than welcome.
His other hand comes down on the desk as he leans over me, his breathing heavy. I can’t take my eyes off him. I don’t want to miss a movement. After a long moment, he lets go of his cock and runs his fingers through the release that covers my stomach, thighs, and even my sex.
Garrett rubs it into my skin, seeming to almost be in a trance.
"Oh," I moan when he thrusts some of it inside of me with one finger.
"Fuck, you're tight." My hips move in tandem with his finger as he thrusts it in and out of me. "We need to stop." I never want to stop, but Garrett pulls his finger out from inside me and sucks it into his mouth.
My mother was right. Men out here are sinful… and I want to live in sin with Garrett.
13
GARRETT
“Eat.” I put more food on her plate.
“You’re still eating.”
“So?” What does that matter? Snow presses her lips together, giving the impression of uncertainty. Then it hits me. “We eat together. If we run out of the food we made, we make more.” I push the plate even closer to her.
“I know.” She lets out a little sigh. “I have to get used to things being different.”
“You need to get used to being an equal. Hell, with me, you’ll be on a damn pedestal. I will go without before you ever do.”
She gives me a soft smile. “I would be happy with equality.” Snow picks up her fork and takes a bite from the pancake I added to her plate.
Snow might be content with equality, but I sure as hell am not. I don’t want her to be my equal; I want her to be my everything. Believe me, I get it. The whole everyone should be the same bullshit. I’m not trying to take anything away from her, I just want to make her life better. To give her everything she deserves and a fuck ton more. To treat her like the queen she is. We aren’t the same. I am meant to love her and make sure she wants for nothing. It might have been seeing my mom bust her ass, but women are to be cherished.
I’ve even worked with a few in the field. Their grit and determination are unmatched. It’s a whole other level that I always respected. Their fierceness is unmatched and infused with compassion. Women are just different. It is what it is. The purpose of placing men on this earth was to safeguard them and kill any potential threats. Because the reality is, life begins and ends with them.
"Can you think of anything else we should add to this map?"