Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 72071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
That was when the first tear fell.
“I’d lie awake at night, wondering if you were feeling the same way, too,” he rasped, his voice like sandpaper. “I’d think, if I could just make it through tonight, I could wake up and forget all about you while I buried myself in work.”
I swallowed hard as another tear fell.
“But it never worked that way. I’d lie awake for hours thinking. Wondering if you were okay. Hoping that your daughter would keep you busy enough that you weren’t going through the same thing as me.” He pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh, his beard tickling my skin as he did. “I’m so glad that I don’t have to pretend to be okay anymore.”
A third tear fell.
But before I could get into full-on crying mode, his mouth descended, and I no longer had eye contact with him.
My eyes closed and a fresh set of tears fell, but those were the last as he pushed my legs wide and then carefully dropped his head so that he could take one long swipe of my slit with his tongue.
I shivered as a chill shot straight down my spine.
And the moment his tongue touched my clit?
That shiver went to a full-blown—oh my God, what was that?—feeling.
My legs started to close on their own volition, and Liner caught them before they could slam closed on his head.
He started to chuckle as he caught them with both hands, then slammed them back down onto the bed, this time much wider than I ever would’ve given him on my own.
“Stay still, beautiful,” he ordered. “I know that it’s hard, but I want this just as bad as I want to breathe right now.”
I bit my lip and fisted my hands into the sheets at my sides, hoping that I could stay still for him but knowing that he should probably keep his hands there just in case.
But he didn’t.
And I told myself that I would stay still if it killed me.
“Pull your legs back and hold on, baby,” he ordered gruffly.
I hesitantly let go of the bed and hooked my hands behind my knees, pulling them up and wide as well as anchoring myself for the assault he was about to do on my senses.
“Good girl,” he growled.
I could feel the vibration of his words on the lips of my sex.
I bit my lip as I closed my eyes, loving the way he made me feel even when he hadn’t done anything yet.
He leaned forward and took another swipe, centering this one around my entrance, causing my hands to clench on the soft skin of my thighs.
His hand smoothed up the outside of my legs, then one fell off and moved to my pussy, spreading my lips apart for his seeking tongue.
I moaned when that tongue swirled around my clit.
“Shhh,” he ordered. “We don’t want to wake our girl up.”
Our girl.
If I wasn’t in the middle of something, I would’ve thrown myself at him in joy.
But as it was, he had me paralyzed as he assailed me with his tongue.
“You taste so good,” he growled, pulling back slightly, the breath of his words fanning my overheated sex. “I’ve dreamed of your taste.”
My hips shifted up, ordering him to give me more, which he did.
My eyes were closed as I felt him tongue me, lazy slow licks over the length of my sex. Starting at my entrance and ending at my clit.
I started to anticipate each lick and knew that if he kept doing what he was doing, I’d come.
There was no doubt about it.
But then he stopped and changed tactics, and that ‘would come’ became ‘did come.’
I heard the distinct sound of him licking his fingers, and then two were shoved deep inside of me at the same time that his mouth came down to focus solely on my clit.
The dual sensations robbed me of my breath as I felt like I’d been sucker punched.
Then, before I could so much as draw in a breath to scream, spots started to dance behind my eyelids as an orgasm the likes of one I’d never felt before rolled over me.
It was so raw, so intense, that had there been breath in my lungs, I would’ve screamed and been unable to help myself.
As it was, I’d let go of my legs and latched onto his hair.
My legs had also closed around his head, and I hadn’t cared in the least.
It was when he was laughing as well as giving me lazy licks along the outsides of my clit, that I finally realized what I’d done and let him loose.
“Sorry,” I breathed out, panting now. “I’m…I’m…I don’t even know what I am anymore.”
He chuckled as he crawled up my body, keeping his fingers buried deep in me.
“Feel good?” he asked.
“That’s a stupid question,” I informed him, pulling him down on top of me.