Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Okay, I think we need a reset. We’re just going to sit here, with you in my lap, and just be for a few minutes.”
“I mean, it’s nice, but don’t you have things—”
“I’m going to spank you.”
I feel my eyes go wide, and then I bite my lower lip, and his gaze falls to my mouth. “I see you don’t hate that idea.”
“I don’t hate it.”
“Just settle in and reset,” he urges. “Relax for a few minutes.”
I rest my head on his chest and do as he asks. We breathe in unison, in and out, and I can almost hear our hearts beating in the same rhythm.
He’s not just a goofy, nice guy.
There are so many facets to him that I don’t even know yet. And, I want to know them. I want to learn everything I can about him.
And yes, I want to have sex with him. More than I want just about anything else.
“You’re thinking too hard,” he whispers, making me smile.
“My brain never shuts off,” I admit.
“Never?”
I shake my head no.
“I bet there are some things I can think of to help you empty that busy mind of yours.”
“I mean, you can try. Are you going to hypnotize me?”
Suddenly, I’m lying flat on my back, length-wise, on the couch, and Ike is hovering over me.
“No. I’m going to fuck you.”
Chapter 8
Ike
Those sexy-as-hell blue eyes widen as she bites that lower lip, and I know everything I need to know with that one look.
“God, I fucking love the way you feel under me,” I whisper as I move in to brush my nose over hers.
“We do seem to fit, don’t we?”
“In more ways than one.” I nibble my way over to her ear, then down to her neck, and she gasps as my teeth sink into the soft flesh of her shoulder. “Ah, you like that.”
“What is it about the neck?”
I run my tongue over the spot I just bit and gather the shirt she borrowed from me in my hands, preparing to guide it over her head.
“Ike?”
I immediately pull back in case she wants to end this, but she’s grinning. “Yeah?”
“I’m ready to see your abs now.”
I feel the smile spread as I reach over my shoulder and tug off my shirt, toss it aside, and watch as her eyes, bright with lust and hunger, journey down my torso.
She reaches out and brushes her fingers over my stomach. “Yeah. I was right. They’re lovely.”
Her eyes find mine now, and she smirks.
“Like, really lovely.”
Before I lower myself onto her again, I pull her up to a sitting position so I can discard her shirt, and when she lies back down, I feel my heart catch. It literally stumbles in my chest as I take her in. I’ve never seen anything like her in my life.
“Jesus H. Christ, Sophie, you’re fucking beautiful.”
Her pink bra is all lace and hugs her full breasts beautifully, but it can’t hide her hard nipples.
And when she takes a deep breath, her throat works as she swallows hard, and I know without a doubt that I need to have my mouth on her.
And so I do. I kiss her lips and her cheeks, then work my way down once more to her neck and chest. Her bra is fastened with a clasp in the front—thank all the gods—and with the flick of my fingers, I…get nowhere.
Sophie lets out a breathless laugh. “It’s tricky.”
“I’ve got it.” And after several seconds of fiddling with it, and only swearing under my breath once, I do.
The lace cups fall to the side, and I’m holding the softest skin I’ve ever touched in my hands.
“God, you have good hands.” Her voice is still breathy, and her hips shift in anticipation as I graze my thumbs over her tight nipples.
“Why do you work so hard at covering these up?” I ask.
“Uh, it’s illegal to walk around with them just out there for all to see.” She licks her lips, and I can’t resist reaching up to brush a thumb across that lower lip. And when she sticks her pink tongue out and licks my thumb, my cock grows even harder.
I didn’t know that was possible.
“I mean, whenever I see you, you have these bound up tight.”
“Clearly, you’ve never had large breasts, Ike. If they’re not secure, bad things can happen. Black eyes. Strangulation.”
I laugh now and cover her sassy mouth with mine, content to kiss the fuck out of her while my hands explore her torso, from those gorgeous tits to her ribs and stomach.
Until I just can’t stand it anymore, and I unfasten her jeans.
She lifts her hips helpfully, and I slide them down her legs, tug them over her feet, and toss them aside.
“You’re not wearing underwear.”
“They were dirty.” She reaches for me, but I pull back out of her grasp. “Come back here.”