Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 137310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
And he buried his face in it.
Christ, heaven.
If he was in his right mind, no matter how wet he found her when his mouth hit her, he would have given her a lot more foreplay before this point.
But the instant she felt his touch there, she arched her back, digging her pussy into his mouth, her heels into his back, and she moaned, so he took a break from licking to smile against her cunt, because she was right there with him.
Always, Di was right there with him.
Hugger learned quick that he could eat her for a lifetime and not get bored, especially after she clenched her hand in his hair to hold him to her.
He knew she was about to go with the noises she made, the way she was clenching and unclenching her fist in his hair, the way she was ramming her pussy into his face and wriggling.
So he got to his feet.
“Harlan!” she gasped.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his arm, bent to yank off his socks, pulled out his wallet and grabbed a condom. He tossed the wallet on the nightstand, clasping the edge of the condom packet in his teeth as he went after his jeans, his focus on Diana. Her face flushed. Her hair all over the white covers. Her eyes hot, her lids heavy.
She was life. She was heart. She was goodness. She was everything, ready and primed and waiting for him in her bed, her eyes locked to his.
That was, they were locked to his before he pulled his down jeans, then they were locked to his dick.
Her face got pinker, her eyes got hotter, she started to move, and he grunted, “Don’t even think about it.”
She stopped, and her gaze was even hotter.
Done with the condom, Hugger bent and wrapped an arm around her, digging the sweet little intake of breath he heard when he pulled her deeper into bed.
Having her where he wanted her, he settled into her. He curved one of her legs around his ass, the other around his thigh, took hold of his dick and guided it to her.
“We doin’ this, baby?” he whispered against her lips.
“If we don’t do it right now, I think I’ll never forgive you.”
He smiled and nudged her opening with the tip.
“Stop playing, Hugger,” she ordered.
“You gotta have time to adjust,” he explained.
“I got an eyeful, honey. I know that. But I’m tougher than you think.”
He knew she was tough, but he was never going to be the one to make her be that way.
He gave her an inch and saw her eyes round then get lazy.
“Nice,” she whispered.
She said it, but he felt it.
He gave her another inch, and, Christ, she was tight and so hot, it was killing him to go slow.
“Nicer, honey.” She was still whispering, her hands roaming and desperate on his heated skin.
He gave her another inch.
She whimpered, and he got her nails.
Fuck yeah.
“You with me?” he groaned.
“Oh yeah,” she gasped. “More, Hugger.”
Slowly, he slid all the way in to the root.
She was correct.
Oh yeah.
“Good?” he grunted.
“Great,” she breathed.
He kissed her, and he’d wanted to slow things down, give it to her long and good, but she tangled her tongue with his, the kiss went wild, her hands and nails on him were wilder, her legs tightened on a demand, and she gave him no choice but to bang the fuck out of her.
So he did.
She got off on it, arching and grasping and scratching.
He got off on it because he’d been right.
She was everything.
Proving that, Diana came loud against his mouth, doing it clutching a fistful of his hair, a handful of his ass and her pussy around his dick.
He came quiet, groaning into her neck and pumping hard into her cunt.
It was quiet because it was the biggest load he’d ever shot, the longest he’d ever gone, and the sweetest he’d ever had, and his body needed the energy to give it to him.
He had just enough presence of mind to keep his weight in his forearms as he collapsed on her.
And he knew he was done.
This was it.
She was it.
He might not have much to offer, but even if it killed him, he’d find a way to hand her the world.
“Okay, that was…” He felt her chest expand with a big breath. “Freaking fantastic.”
He lifted his head to look down at her, cheeks still flushed, lips swollen, eyes hazy.
Damn, she was perfect.
“I wanted to go slower our first time,” he shared.
“For heaven’s sake, why?”
He felt his lips curl up even as he explained, “I wanted to make love, not bang.”
“Making love is for movies and romance novels. Banging is where it’s at.”
Still buried inside her, he burst out laughing.
He’d never done that with a woman, and it felt phenomenal.
“Your beard and the head you give, baby,” she purred, running her fingers through his hair before she scraped her nails through his beard. “Damn.”