Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 157450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 630(@250wpm)___ 525(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 630(@250wpm)___ 525(@300wpm)
Alessia’s coy smile is encouragement enough. Leaning forward, I press my lips against hers and undo the rest of her buttons, and slip the pajama shirt off her shoulders. “You’re so beautiful.” My words are an invocation.
Her eyes on mine, she raises her hand hesitantly, and her finger traces the line of my jaw, brushing my stubble. Through her parted lips, I watch as she runs her tongue across the underside of her top teeth. “Hmm…” Her voice rumbles in her throat.
“You like it, or do you want me to shave?” I whisper.
She shakes her head. “I like this.” Her fingertips stroke my chin.
“You do?”
She nods and, leaning in, plants a soft kiss at the corner of my mouth and runs her tongue over my stubble, following the line her finger took earlier. I feel it in my groin.
“Oh, Alessia.” I grasp her face and lower us both onto the bed, kissing her as we recline. My lips are on hers, my tongue is on hers, and she’s as greedy as ever, taking all I have to give. My hand travels down her body, over her breast, her waist, and her hip, and I cup her backside and squeeze. My lips follow, worshipping her breasts in turn until she’s squirming beneath me. And when I gaze at her to catch my breath, she’s panting.
“I want to try something new,” I murmur.
Her mouth forms the letter O.
“Okay?” I ask.
“Yes…” she says, but her wide-eyed look tells me she’s uncertain.
“Don’t worry. I think you’ll like it. But if you don’t, just tell me to stop.”
She caresses my face. “Okay,” she whispers.
I kiss her once more. “Turn over.”
She looks puzzled.
“Onto your front.”
“Oh.” She giggles and does as she’s told. I prop myself up on my elbow and sweep her hair aside and off her back. She has a beautiful back and an even lovelier backside. I glide my hand down the curve of her spine to her behind, enjoying the soft, smooth planes of her skin. Leaning over her, I kiss the little mole at the base of her neck.
“You’re so lovely,” I murmur in her ear, and plant soft kisses from there down her neck and along her shoulder as my hand continues to descend and move between her buttocks. She wiggles her arse beneath my palm as I slip my hand farther between her legs and begin to circle her clitoris with my fingers. Her head is lying on the bed, her cheek to the sheet so I can easily observe her. Alessia’s eyes are closed, her mouth open as she inhales, absorbing the pleasure elicited by my fingers.
“That’s right,” I whisper, and slip my thumb into her. She whimpers. She’s wet and warm and wonderful. She pushes her behind against my hand, and I circle my thumb inside her. She gasps, and it’s a call to my bursting dick. I keep up the rhythm. Round and round. She tightens her hold on the sheets and screws up her eyes as she moans. She’s close. So close. And I withdraw my thumb and reach for a condom.
She blinks up at me. Wanting. Ready.
“Don’t move,” I murmur, and shift between her legs, parting them with my knee. I pull her up onto my lap so she’s sitting astride me facing the wall. My dick snuggles in the line between her buttocks.
One day…
“We’re going to do this from behind,” I murmur.
Her head whips around to me, her eyebrows raised in alarm.
I laugh. “No. Not like that. Like this.” Lifting her, I ease her slowly down on my erection. Her fingernails dig into my thighs, and her head drops back on my shoulder while I graze her earlobe with my teeth. She’s panting, but she tenses her legs and haltingly rises up and down again.
Fuck. Yes.
“That’s right,” I whisper, and I shift my hands to her breasts, cupping them both and teasing each nipple between my thumb and forefingers.
“Ah!” she cries, and it’s a primeval, sexy sound.
Fuck.
“You okay?”
“Yes!”
Slowly I lift her up and over, and she places her hands on the bed. I ease back and then forward into her. She cries out and, bending down, places her head and shoulders on the bed.
She looks amazing. Her hair sprawled across the sheets, her eyes tight shut, her mouth open, and her arse in the air. The mere sight of her makes me want to come.
She also feels amazing.
Every. Single. Fucking. Inch of her.
I grasp her hips and move into and out of her again.
“Yeah…” she groans, and I start to move. Harder. Really move. Harder still.
This is heaven.
She cries out. And I stop.
“No!” Her voice is hoarse. “Please. Don’t stop.”
Oh, baby!
And I’m unleashed. I take her. Over and over, sweat beading on my brow and trickling down my body, as I hold back my release until, finally, she cries out and climaxes around me again and again and again. I thrust once more and join her, loving her, filling her, and collapsing on top of her while calling out her name.