Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 99607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
I wanted to be there with her. I wanted to be exactly where she was all the time.
I stripped out of my clothes then grabbed the condoms I had in my wallet. There were four and I made a mental note to buy a condom factory to ensure I had a crate wherever I went. Four wouldn’t be close to enough. I’d need to fuck this woman again and again and again. Keep her in my bed for the next four weeks. Fuck Phoenix. Fuck whoever was leaking information from Wolf Enterprises—the only thing I needed was to be inside this woman.
I rolled the latex over my dick and crawled over her, caging her under me. She clamped her hand over my shoulders, her index finger stroking up my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the feel of her fingers on my skin, her touch enough to drive me to the edge. I nudged her knees apart and settled between them, pressing my cock against her wet, soft pussy.
I stilled and opened my eyes to stare into hers.
Her gaze was soft and encouraging, as if we’d been lovers a lifetime and she already knew my tells, understood how desperate I was for her.
“I want it. So badly,” she whispered, her voice lazy and sexy.
“How?” I asked. I needed to fuck her, but I wanted to know how she liked it. “You want it hard? Like you’re just here to be fucked? Or do you want it long and deep, like slow torture?”
“I want it all,” she said. “I want to get fucked by you every which way.”
I groaned because that was exactly what I needed to hear. I had free rein with her body and it was the best gift she could have given me. I sank into her as deep as I could go, her fingers pressing into my skin as if it was almost too much. My mind burst from the perfection of her. She was beautiful, and tight and mine.
I let out a gasp as I nudged the end of her. Fuck she felt good—tight and needy.
She was still wearing her bra, her nipples pointing through the thin lace. Greedy for more of her, I pulled down the cups, revealing the rosy, pink buds. I clamped my mouth around one, slowly, carefully, sinking my teeth into her flesh. She clenched nicely around my cock and her eyes widened, as if she wanted to ask me if I was going to stop, wondered if it was going to hurt. I wouldn’t and it would. A little.
She screamed and it turned into a groan, the pleasure slicing through the burst of pain. Fucking perfect.
I released her and tugged at the lace. “Take it off,” I growled.
She fumbled behind her, snapped open her bra and shrugged it off. Her freshly bitten breast was red, the white of my teeth marks still visible against her skin. It would sting for a few days and the thought had me pushing farther into her. I rewarded her endurance by pulling out and shoving back in as she clamped her hands around my neck, pushing her thumb against my hammering pulse. If she was trying to calm me, it didn’t work, the small, intimate gesture only notched up my desire.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I needed to fuck.
I didn’t know where to look—the sleepy desire in her eyes, the bounce of her breasts every time I pushed inside her, the tilt of her hips—everything was perfect.
She moaned and the vibration moved down her body and along my dick, right to my core. I kept fucking her. I wanted to make this last but needed to get to the end at the same time. It was just too good. She was just too much. I doubled down, fucked her harder, my gaze flitting from her face, to her chest, to where we were joined. The clench of her pussy and bite of her nails stole my concentration.
I slipped my hand beneath her arse, tilting her hips toward me and she whimpered at the change in angle, her orgasm seconds away. My heart pounded against my breastbone and I wanted to come before it burst out of my chest. Her breathy moan had me focusing on her face and I watched as a look of disbelief crossed her face and she silently screamed her orgasm.
Her expression and her tightening pussy had me pushing into her once more, then again and then one last time, pouring every ounce of energy into her, all my effort spent. I collapsed on her with a grunt, then pulled her close, needing her to see what she did to me.
Shit.
Fuck.
What was that?
My breathing slowed and I realized I was twice her size and needed to move. I rolled to my back, but she tightened her grip and I took her with me so she was on top. I traced my hands down her back and squeezed her perfect ass.