Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
"Tell me how many men have touched you before me," he demands, gripping my chin and forcing me to meet his gaze. "I'll want to kill every one of them for laying their hands on what's mine."
I can't help but look away in shame. "Baby," he says, catching my chin again and making me face him. "Whatever words come out of your mouth next won't change anything. I know you better than you think, it's my job to read people. And you're the most honest and true person I've ever known. I wouldn't have believed anyone could love me until I found you. And now, I'm with you no matter what."
"Alex..." I look up at him with wide eyes, completely enamored by him. "I...I don't want to disappoint you." I stammer, feeling insecure about my lack of experience. He's probably very experienced and here I am, someone who has never even been kissed. "I'm a virgin," I confess. "I've never been with anyone and I thought you would hate that--being with someone so inexperienced."
"Sophia, my sweet girl," he says tenderly, brushing his thumb over my lips before kissing me deeply. "Beautiful, gorgeous girl...it took me too damn long to find you and you can bet I'll never let go."
"Me?" I ask in disbelief.
"I've been dreaming of the taste of you on my tongue."
"Really?" I stammer, feeling a surge of primal energy course through me from the intensity of his gaze.
"And I've been wondering if your sweet pussy is the same delicate shade of strawberry red as your delicious lips," he continues, his hands lifting my shirt over my head.
"Oh..." I barely manage to reply as he pushes me against the wall.
"I can't wait to fuck that pretty look off your face," he grins, sweeping his thumb across my lips before kissing me again.
"Okay," I barely manage to say, still in shock at how quickly things are progressing.
"I won't stop until you're screaming and dripping off my chin," he promises, making my core pulse with desire. "I'll tease and please every inch of your body until you're moaning for me. And then...I'm going to sink inside of you, slow and sweet, letting you adjust to my cock filling your body. And then I won't let you forget whose girl you are."
"But–" I blurt out before thinking.
"I need to taste you."
With determination in his eyes, Alex carries me to my bed. And just like that, I find myself in my bedroom with a man. But not just any man.
Alex.
The words huskily escape from his sculpted lips as he leans in to press them against the fabric covering my most delicate core. My body burns with desire as I sink into his touch.
It feels like I can't stand anymore, but he pulls me closer by cupping my ass cheeks and breathing hotly against my skin. His eyes hold a hint of hauntedness before they warm and his cocky grin appears, causing me to clutch onto his long hair.
"You're an angel," he murmurs while standing up and lifting me onto his waist. I cling to him, feeling like this is where I belong for the first time ever.
"Just one look from you unleashes something in my heart - something that I've used as a cage to protect myself," he confesses while running his hands over my skin. "But there's no protecting myself from you."
I let out a sigh, my body responding to his touch, afraid of what this could mean between us.
"Yes," I breathe as he teases my skin with his fingers.
"That's my girl, always honest with me," he chuckles before focusing on my breasts. With a crooked grin and dimpled cheeks, he pulls down my bra cups and brings my nipples to life with his tongue.
My body craves more and finally, his hand drifts down to my mound. He slowly slides off my pants until I am nearly naked underneath him.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, laid out for me like this.” His voice is low, reverent, and his eyes devour me as if he’s savoring every inch. His gaze lingers over my lace panties, my thick thighs that touch, the dip of my waist, and then finally back to my eyes. The heat between us feels almost unbearable.
“Do you have a condom?” His fingers thread into my hair, his body pressing against mine as our lips brush, his tongue sliding past the seam of my lips with unhurried ease.
I shake my head, unable to speak, my hands gripping his waist as I tug at his shirt. “No, I haven’t been with anyone, remember?”
He pauses, his hips stilling against mine, and he tips my chin up, locking our gazes. “How could I forget?”
Our eyes stay locked, the silence between us thick with tension. Finally, I manage to nod. “I’m clean, I promise.”