Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“Far from it,” I tell her truthfully. “But you deserve a hell of a lot more than just a hard fuck against my door.”
Her expression softens at the admission. “Well, for the record, I wouldn’t have minded a hard fuck against the door, but I’m happy you went with this.”
That revelation fans the flames roaring beneath my skin. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.” I let that intention trail off and make quick work of my belt, freeing my painfully hard cock from its confines.
Hollis’ lashes flutter to half-mast, lips silently parting as she takes in the length of me. “So, you were telling the truth,” she murmurs. “You really don’t wear underwear.”
Satisfaction fills me to know she thought about it. It’s only fair since she is all I ever think about. “There’s one thing you should know about me, California.” I drop my jeans, stepping out of them.
Blatant admiration reflects in her green irises. “What’s that?”
“I never lie.”
Dropping to my knees, I lower myself over top of her, covering her soft body with my hard one, and the contrast is so fucking powerful it’s jarring. Yet, it’s nothing compared to how it feels when I slide into her warm welcoming body. It’s life-altering, changing the very foundation of who I am.
Our breaths merge in a rhythm of desire, the world we once knew changing forever.
“Mike,” my name is nothing more than a warm breath, yet it carries the weight of something so much more powerful. It whispers across my skin as she buries her face into my neck, clinging to my shoulders. In that single word, there’s an unspoken recognition of the monumental connection between us, a force neither of us has ever experienced. One we both were not prepared for.
It’s fucking terrifying because I know I can’t keep her forever. That the time will come when it’s time for her to go home.
Only fate would be so fucking cruel to give me this just to eventually take it away. However, I’d rather have her for a short time than not at all.
With that thought in mind, I gently brush my lips against her temple, hoping to convey all the things I can’t bring myself to say, then lift myself onto my forearms and claim what can only be mine for so long.
I take her slowly at first, giving her time to adjust, her snug heat gripping me like a tight vice, igniting a fire at the base of my spine.
With each movement, she responds, arching beneath me, her body opening more as she freely gives herself to me.
“That’s it, baby,” I rasp, my voice portraying my fragile control. “Take me. Take all of me.”
Her nails rake along my back, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, marking me. I fucking relish in it, letting it fuel the burn and drive forward in a primal thrust, burying myself to the hilt.
“Oh god!”
I pause at her whimper, my jaw locking tight as I seek confirmation. “Good?”
“Yes,” she pants, her breath hot against my skin. “Don’t stop. I can take it.”
With a low growl, I unleash the intensity I’ve been holding back, losing myself in the heat of our connection. Each movement is fueled by raw need as I fuck her without abandon.
Her cries of pleasure fill the air, the rhythm of our bodies in sync as her tits bounce with each powerful thrust, driving her closer to the edge.
“God,” she whimpers. “I can’t hold off.”
“Don’t,” I growl in response. “Give it to me, baby. Come all over my cock.”
Shifting my angle, I thrust harder and faster, propelling her through the waves of her orgasm.
I hold off my own pleasure, relentless with every stroke, dragging it out as long as I can until I finally reach my own climax, filling her completely.
Afterward, I collapse onto her, both of us clinging to the other as we both catch our breath.
It’s in this moment, I know that no matter how long I get to have her like this, it will never be enough.
Hollis
Contentment wraps around my soul like a warm blanket as I lay draped across Mike in front of the cozy fire, watching the flames dance high and bright while white lights twinkle all around us.
My head rests on his strong chest, feeling the powerful cadence of his heartbeat beneath my cheek as his fingers gently coast up and down my naked back.
A throw blanket has been added to our tangled bodies, the soft material more for modesty than warmth as we bask in the aftermath of what just took place between us.
An indescribable moment I wish I could bottle up and keep forever.
I knew being intimate with him would be unforgettable, but it surpassed anything I ever thought it would be.
I’ve been in relationships, one I would even consider serious, and nothing I experienced with them compared to what I just experienced with the man next to me. A man, whom up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t even know existed and probably wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for that fluke fender bender at Heart Mountain.