Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
I was going to tell him that when his jeans were pushed down, and the outline of his erection through the white boxer briefs he was wearing came into view. I’d had that in my mouth last night. Deep in my throat.
With his jeans discarded, his hand went to his briefs, and he paused. “I want to feel your wet pussy against my cock. That’s all.”
I swallowed hard and nodded.
He quickly got them off, then jerked his shirt over his head, leaving him naked. I’d known he would be beautiful, but I hadn’t truly been prepared for just how beautiful. The desire to kiss and lick every spot on him was making it hard for me to think of the reasons why we should slow down.
His fingers began to unbutton my blouse, and I let him. He’d seen the bruises already, and I wanted to feel my naked skin against his. Even if we didn’t have sex, I could still enjoy how he felt.
I sat up enough so he could pull my top away, and then I unfastened my bra and tugged it down my arms, leaving me bare. Our heavy breathing could be heard over the roar of the plane’s engine.
Amory ran his palms over my nipples, then squeezed my breasts.
“I love your tits.” The tone of his voice was different. Deeper but also slightly sinister.
He ran a hand down my stomach as his eyes followed the path. I kept mine on his face, not sure if I should be turned on or alarmed by the change in him. Perhaps I was both.
His fingers slid inside my panties, and I opened my legs wider, drawing out a chuckle from him, although he didn’t take his attention from what he was doing. When he slid over my slick mound, a rumble in his chest caused me to tremble.
There was a darker side to Amory Blaine. One that I should probably be wary of, but I found myself clinging to it. Begging him to show me all of it. All of him.
“Fuuuck, that pussy is dripping.”
A cry fell from my lips as he sank a finger between my folds, rubbing just over my clit before he found my opening. If he filled me with his finger, I was going to want more.
Two fingers thrust into me, and I arched my back, moaning.
“Damn, that’s tight, baby.” His voice no longer sounded anything like him. “Needy cunt is squeezing my fingers. You sure you don’t want me to fuck this pretty little hole? I’ll beg, whatever you want.”
His mouth was slightly parted as he jerked the crotch of my panties over to look at what he was doing.
“No wonder you tasted like a peach. This juicy pussy looks like a fucking peach. Jesus, that’s perfect.”
His eyes lifted to mine, and then he moved back and lowered his head.
I held my breath, not taking my eyes off him.
“If I can’t sink my dick into it, I’m gonna eat it.”
Oh God. Yes.
Some strange sound that was close to pleading came from me.
Amory ran the tip of his tongue along the center of my slit, and I almost came off the bed. The hand he didn’t have between my legs grabbed my right thigh, and he pressed his face so hard up against me that I wasn’t sure he could breathe. The growls he began to make vibrated through me, and I started to shake.
I wanted more. I wanted to feel him.
“Just the tip,” I gasped. “Put the tip in.”
I wasn’t sure if that was any different for me emotionally or if it would keep me from getting any more attached to him, but I had to feel him there. I wanted to see his face as he entered me. Even if it was just a little.
He lifted his heady gaze to my face as he licked his lips. My juices glistened around his mouth.
“You want me to just put the head of my cock in your cunt?”
I nodded. “Please.”
His nostrils flared, and he took one more taste of me before moving up my body. My gaze fell to his hand as he gripped his large, veiny penis. The swollen red, almost-purple tip moved closer, and I let out a small whimper just before he ran it over my clit, then lower, until it was just there. Right outside. Our gazes lifted at the same time, and our eyes met.
He barely eased inside me as a hiss came from between his teeth, and his neck flexed.
It was there. Just stretching the entrance. I couldn’t remember a time that I’d had sex that was better than this.
I rocked slightly, needing to feel it move inside me.
“Don’t,” Amory growled, sounding almost more animal than man.
Somehow, that made me even more frantic.
“I just want to,” I panted, rocking faster.
I wanted this. Oh, God, I wanted this.