Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
I moan in frustration as he lowers me onto the mattress and then pulls away.
My pussy is on fire as I watch him step up to my dresser and grab the lighter. I can’t believe Graham is in my room. The fire chief… With me.
How many women have tried to get this man and I’m the one he chose? It doesn’t make any sense. He can have anyone… Maybe we are just meant to be and nothing else matters. Not age, not firemen versus cops, nothing. Just us.
Soulmates, like he said.
He lights the candle and turns around with heated eyes. I’ve always thought he was gorgeous, but seeing him in the orange glow of the flame, the candlelight and shadows flickering on his beautiful face… my crush on this hot mountain man turns to love.
He licks his lips and comes back to me. Everything feels right again when I feel those strong powerful hands on my body. He grips my ass and pulls my cheeks apart as he kisses me, driving me wild.
I make quick work of his buttons, my hands racing down the middle of his shirt. I yank it open and pull it over his broad shoulders. He steps back and lets it fall to the ground. My eyes widen as I take in the stunning view before me. He looks like he’s spent the past few decades in the gym, but I know those muscles have been chiseled in the mountains and at the fire station—lifting hoses and chopping wood. He got this magnificent body the natural way. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s never had a gym membership in his whole life.
“Lie down,” he commands in a whisper. My body reacts to his sexy voice and I lie on my back, swallowing hard as I stare up at him, my skin prickling with heat.
He lowers his knees onto the floor, his hungry eyes locked between my legs. I shiver and tremble as he reaches under my dress with those big hands and gently takes my underwear.
“Every time I look at you,” he says in a deep throaty voice, “I want you more.”
I lift my hips as he starts to pull my panties down. I’m so wet. So fucking wet.
He carefully slides them down my legs and off my feet. I go to close my legs from instinct, but he holds them open, growling possessively.
My heart pounds with his heated eyes fixated down there. My dress is still barely covering me, but I know it won’t be for long.
“You’ve got no idea how much I want you, sweet girl. I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night, dreaming of this sweet pussy.”
I swallow hard as he slowly takes my dress and pulls it up.
“Keep ‘em open,” he says when I instinctively try to close my legs. I keep them spread for him as he pulls my dress up to my waist.
“Fucking hell,” he whispers as he stares at my most intimate area with a look of awe. He’s staring at me like he can’t get enough of it, and it’s so fucking hot.
I relax a little, feeling energized at seeing Graham’s intense reaction. He likes what he’s seeing and I like showing it to him. I had no idea that being so bare and exposed to a man could be so exciting. My pussy is throbbing with sexual fire.
“You’re stunning,” he says, unable to look away. “Perfect little pussy…”
I gasp as he leans down and drags that hot wet tongue up my slit. My whole body comes alive as he does it again, and again, and again. I’m panting and moaning and squeezing my tits as he places his whole mouth on me, devouring every wet inch.
I shake when I feel his tongue gliding into my entrance and whimper when I feel it flicking my aching clit.
I was wet before, but I’m soaking now, gushing all over this mountain man’s sexy beard. He keeps moving those soft lips and that wondrous tongue until my back is arched, my toes are curled, and I’m screaming out.
I grab onto his hair and hold him in place as I grind my pussy against his mouth. His tongue moves faster, his strong hands holding my legs pinned open. I never realized it could be this good. This hot. This intense.
I’m writhing on the bed like a porn star as he tastes me, dragging that hungry tongue up and down my folds.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growls and the feeling of his warm breath on my wetness makes me cry out.
I’m so fucking close. What is this man doing to me? I feel like I’m split open in a way I never knew was possible.
I just go with it, surrendering to the intense sensations and letting Graham’s skilled mouth take me to new heights.