Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“You. I need you.”
“Are you wet?”
“Yes.”
The word hisses out as I flick open the button of her slacks and slide down her zipper.
Seeing the barely-there panties covering her pussy, I growl. “Up.” Once she’s standing in front of me, I help her out of them. Before guiding her back onto my lap, I adjust her so her back is arched and her pussy is exposed. “Are you okay like this?”
“Yes.” She nods, swallowing. My cock throbs. I kiss along her jaw, down her neck, and then over her breasts. Her breath hitches as I slide two fingers down between her folds and on either side of her clit. I slide them deep inside of her. “Ride my fingers.”
“Wesley . . . ?” I hear the apprehension in her voice.
“Ride them. I want to watch you make yourself come.” I roll her clit with my thumb, and pink spreads from her cheeks and down her neck. “Don’t be shy, gorgeous. I plan on getting to know your body better than you know it yourself. I plan on knowing every single inch of you, inside and out,” I say against her mouth before taking a kiss. I lean back to watch her ride my fingers to orgasm. Freeing myself from my jeans, I wrap my hand around the base of my cock and watch her lick her lips. “Do you want this?”
“Yes.” Rubbing the head over her clit, I groan when she arches back. I slide the tip inside. “You’re soaked.” I lock my hands around her hips to hold her in place. “What are you doing, gorgeous?”
“I don’t know,” she whispers, rocking against me—and proving that she knows exactly what she’s doing.
“Mackenzie,” I warn as she swivels her hips. Already strung tight, I know I’m two seconds from losing it when her hair slides across my skin. “Do not fucking tease me.”
“I’m not . . . ,” she lies on a moan.
My muscles tighten even farther in response. Sliding one hand up her thigh, I roll her clit with my thumb and cup a breast with my free hand, tugging at her nipple.
“Wesley.”
“I told you not to tease . . . dammit!” I hiss. My neck arches as she glides slowly down my length. I know I should tell her that we should be using a condom, but hearing the sounds she’s making and feeling her walls tighten around me makes it impossible to stop. “If you’re going to start this, you better be a good girl and ride me hard and fast,” I growl.
She moans again, lifting and falling on top of me exactly like I instructed. Sliding my hand up to the back of her neck, I drag her mouth down to me. I keep her locked in place so that I can kiss her and thrust my tongue into her mouth, mimicking the way she’s fucking me.
“Wesley, I’m so close,” she pants.
I know she is—her walls are squeezing me so tight that it’s almost painful.
“Fuck me, Mackenzie. Don’t stop until I say,” I tell her.
She sits back on my lap, taking me hard—so hard that my spine starts to tingle and my balls draw up.
Knowing I’m about to lose it, I warn her, “I’m not wearing a condom. You keep fucking me, and I’m going to come inside your hot, tight, pussy bare.”
“Come inside me,” she whimpers.
I let out a curse, wrap my hands around her hips, and pull her down onto my hard length over and over until we both shout out our uninhibited release.
Breathing heavily, I tuck my face into her neck and wrap my arms around her to keep her right where she is. Right where she belongs.
“Twice,” I murmur.
Her body jolts before relaxing.
“I know.”
“You need to get on birth control,” I tell her, unlocking the cuffs from her wrist and letting them fall to the floor. I gather her in my arms.
“I know,” she agrees again.
My hold tightens as an image of her holding a little girl with red hair fills my mind.
“I’ll make an appointment.”
“All right.” I roam my hand down her back, then back up and into her hair. “Do you feel like showering with me, or do you want to sleep?”
“I’ll shower,” she says, sounding half-asleep. I smile as she whispers, “But you’re going to have to carry me. I don’t know if my legs are up to holding my weight yet.”
“I can do that.” I stand on shaking legs while staying inside her. She tightens her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
“Is that supposed to be possible?” she whimpers, digging her nails into my shoulders.
I start to get hard again.
“With you, yeah,” I say, walking into the bathroom and flipping on the light before reaching in to start up the shower. Once the steam begins to fill the room, I step over the ledge and into the tub. I listen to her gasp as my cock slides even farther inside. “One more time. Tomorrow we’ll stop being reckless.”