Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
I nip her bottom lip, drinking in the way she gasps and whimpers against me, making me groan.
“Fuck, gorgeous,” I growl as she presses closer, going up on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around my neck. The position presses her breasts against my chest, and the robe parts, revealing the very lingerie set that she teased me with. “I need you.”
“Yes, yes,” she pants, her voice all breathy and needy. “Please, Rhett, please.”
God above, I love the sound of her begging for me like that. “Tell me exactly what you need, baby,” I say, wanting to make sure I don’t push her too far if she’s not ready. The things I want to do to her are so fucking filthy, almost without limits.
Rayna’s cheeks go bright pink, and she glances down, almost as though she’s … unsure? I pause, momentarily worried that I’ve fucked this up somehow.
“Rayna, gorgeous,” I murmur, capturing her gaze again. “We don’t have to do—”
“No, I want to!” she interrupts immediately, eyes wide. “It’s just, uh. Well, I don’t know exactly what I want or need or anything because I’ve never done this before.”
I swear my whole world narrows down to the way her lips form around those words. My mind goes blank with everything except what she just admitted to me.
“Are you telling me you’re a virgin?” I ask, unable to keep the raw lust out of my voice.
“Yes,” she whispers, chewing on her bottom lip. “Is that a problem? I just … I never wanted anyone else but you. I waited for you, I wanted you to be my first…”
“Fuck, baby,” I curse, my blood burning as hot as lava. “That’s the furthest fucking thing from a problem. I’m just trying to find some shred of self-control, so I don’t move too fast, especially for your first time. Fuck, Rayna, if only you knew how long I’d been wanting to make you mine.”
“You don’t need self-control,” Rayna insists, leaning up so her breath skims across my lips. “I want to be yours. Make me yours, please, Rhett, any way you want.”
Before the last word has even left her lips, I have Rayna in my arms. She wraps her legs around me instinctively, and I cup her ass, holding her close, as our lips crash together again. Luckily, her apartment is small, and it’s pretty obvious which room is her bedroom, so I manage to storm into her room without pausing in kissing her.
Unwilling to let her go, I lay her on the bed on her back and follow her so I’m leaning over her, boxing her in on the mattress. Her sheets are all rumpled, and the room smells like her perfume, intoxicating me even more than I already am. Her robe is open completely now, and I help her shrug her arms out of it, leaving her in nothing but that lacy red lingerie that makes me salivate. I kiss down her throat, feeling her pulse thrum rapidly beneath my mouth, then to her chest, where her nipples are peaked and pleading through the thin material. I capture one in my mouth, playing with her as she mewls and pants beneath me.
I trail my hand up her thigh, feeling her soft skin beneath my touch until I reach her center. Lightly, I run my finger over where the lace barely covers her, feeling the material already growing damp with her need.
“I’ve dreamt about making you come for me, Rayna,” I admit, slipping two fingers beneath the edge of her panties. She’s so fucking soft all over, and my cock is painfully hard as my fingers tease her wet heat. “I can’t wait a second longer to make those dreams a reality.”
“Rhett!” she gasps as I ease one finger inside of her, going slowly so I don’t hurt her.
“That’s it, baby,” I praise as I begin to fuck her, adding a second finger when she’s ready, feeling her inner muscles squeeze me tight. God, she’s going to feel fucking incredible around my cock. “Scream my name, just like that.”
Her thighs shake as I circle her clit with my thumb, and her back arches up off the bed.
“Rhett,” she pants, pupils wide as her eyes meet mine. “W-what…”
I grin down at her, lost in her reactions and the feel of her, a dream come true. “Don’t fight it, baby,” I encourage, keeping up the rhythm that has her walls fluttering around my fingers. “Give into the feeling. Give in to me.”
She follows my instructions so well, her mouth parting in a soft gasp as her orgasm takes over her. She tries to say my name, but pleasure steals the sound, and I want to replay this moment over and over because nothing has ever been this perfect in all my life.
I expect her to collapse into the bed as she comes back to reality, but instead, she sits bolt upright and reaches for me.