Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Shameless in my need, I used the leverage to rock myself against him, the friction only seeming to increase the frustration instead of ease it as Seth took his time running his lips and tongue across my throat, then over the other side of my neck before moving back up, his teeth snagging the lobe of my ear for a second.
“Haven’t stopped thinking of this since you first walked through the door,” he admitted in a hushed, ragged voice before his lips were claiming mine once again.
Harder.
Deeper.
Hungrier.
My hands were greedy then, moving up the corded muscles of his arms, over his strong shoulders, down his back, then around to tease over his ribs, before my fingers found those little indentations of his abdominal muscles, and started to trace them.
Seth’s own hands grew impatient, snagging the hem of my tee, then pulling it up until I had no choice but to stop my exploration to raise my arms over my head so he could remove it.
After the shower, I hadn’t exactly been planning on seducing the man. Or maybe I would have gone with a sexy bra and panties. As it was, though, I’d foregone the bra all together, and my normal pink cotton panties were just going to need to cut it.
I didn’t plan for them to be on long anyway.
The cool air of the room shivered across my skin, making my nipples go to points even as he tossed the tee and looked at me.
There was that twinge of uncertainty. For just a moment. My body being so different than it had been the last time I was with a new man. The fuller breasts that had some more marks than puberty had given me. The same on my hips, belly, even my thighs and butt.
If he noticed, though, he must have found them appealing, because a rough little Fuck escaped him as his hand slid up my belly, and closed over one of my breasts, squeezing just shy of the point of pain, something that had me sucking in my breath.
His gaze slipped up to mine at the sound, eyelids heavy, as his finger and thumb found my nipple and rolled.
Little fireworks ignited at the contact as the need grew.
Seeming to sense it, or being just as far gone himself, Seth grabbed me, turned me, walked me backward toward his bed where he pressed me down, then came over me, his legs pressing my thighs wide as his weight came down on me.
My legs wrapped around his hips as his lips took mine once more, his tongue teasing, his teeth nipping.
Then he was moving downward again.
Over my neck.
Between my breasts, down my belly, then back up again.
Until his lips closed around one of the hardened peaks of my nipples, sucking so hard that I arched off of the mattress and into the sensation. White-hot sparks of need spread from the contact and outward until it overtook me completely.
He continued the sweet torment regardless, going across my chest, dragging whimpers out of me.
Shifting his weight, Seth sat back, looking down at me, his gaze molten, as he reached back, grabbing my legs, and pulling them forward, pressing my knees to my chest, and resting my feet on his chest as he reached downward to grab the waistbands of my shorts and panties, drawing them over my hips, down my thighs, then using them to lift my legs up in the air, so he could work them free.
Tossing them to the side, his hands reached for me again, each grabbing one of my ankles, and placing them on either shoulder.
They moved down my thighs then, over my belly, then back down, one dipping between my slightly parted legs, teasing up my cleft, finding my clit, and engaging it with the exact right amount of pressure.
It wasn’t long before my legs were falling from his shoulders, spreading wide in the bed as he worked me.
His thumb shifted to my clit as two of his fingers moved downward, slipped inside of me.
His other hand shifted, pressing down on my lower belly, creating a different, more intense sensation as his fingers started to fuck me.
I wasn’t sure when the last time was that I felt so entirely inside my body, so acutely aware of each sensation moving through me.
Hell, I wasn’t sure I’d even been so tuned into a moment, in myself, in a man, before.
A shiver coursed through me as his gaze roamed over me, taking in every single inch before those deep blue eyes were on mine.
“Fucking beautiful,” he murmured, making my belly flip-flop even as his fingers picked up speed, drove me higher.
“Seth, please,” I begged, reaching for his arms, trying to pull him over me.
Instead, though, he shifted further back, going flat on his stomach as he moved between my thighs, his tongue replacing his thumb as his fingers continued to work me.