Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
I need this man naked. I need to see his tattooed chest and rock hard cock. They’ve been haunting my dreams and penetrating my mind on those late lonely nights when I can’t sleep. I need to see them in person again. I need to feel them under my fingertips.
“Oh, Fiona,” he groans as I start unbuttoning his crisp white shirt.
With every button undone, my pussy gets needier and more desperate.
I flick open the last button and then slide my hands onto his strong shoulders, pulling his shirt off. I leave it bunched up on his arms as I turn to his sexy chest with a gasp.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers in a deep throaty voice as I run my hands over his hard chest and shredded abs. He pulls his shirt off the rest of the way and tosses it onto his chair.
I slide my lustful eyes down his shirtless body and suck in a breath when I see the long hard shape of his erection. It’s pushing out against his jeans and the powerful sight of it makes my mouth water.
“See something you like, baby?” he asks with a grin.
My eyes pop up to his and I swallow hard.
That sexy grin is still on his face as he leans forward and kisses me.
“Come,” he says as he takes my hand and stands up.
It’s like my body is under his spell. It stands up and follows him to the bed.
He stops at the side of the huge bed and puts his hands back on me, only this time, he starts to undress me.
I’m breathing so heavily as I feel his strong hands pulling off my favorite blazer. Air tingles on my bare arms as he tosses my jacket onto the chair and then reaches for the bottom of my white camisole.
It feels like my body was made for him. Why else would this feel so right? So perfect? We were made for each other. I’m sure of it now.
I lift my arms and he pulls my top off, leaving me in nothing but my jeans and a lacy bra.
My hair is a mess, but he’s looking at me like I’ve never looked so good.
“I can’t believe I lived without you for so long,” he says as his hungry eyes roam up and down my body. “I don’t know how I did it, but it’s not going to happen again. You’re mine, Fiona. You’re my girl now.”
“I’ve always been your girl,” I whisper as I step forward, putting my palm on his chest and gently pushing him onto the bed.
He sits on the mattress in front of me.
My eyes are already back on his package as I drop to my knees and reach for his belt.
“Fuck,” he grumbles under his breath as he leans back and watches me with hungry wolfish eyes.
I graze his hard cock with my arm as I pull out his leather belt. He lets out a deep masculine groan and his cock lurches in his jeans.
My heart is pounding as I open his zipper and then tug his jeans down his hips. That big beautiful cock springs up in front of my face and I let out a little gasp of surprise when I see it.
I can’t take my heated eyes off it as I pull his jeans all the way off and then slip off his socks, one at a time. I want this man completely naked.
“Take your bra off first,” he commands in a growly voice. “I want to see your tits bouncing while you suck me off.”
I swallow hard as I reach behind my back, unclasp my bra, and pull it off. I thought I’d be more shy to show him my bare chest, but with the hungry look in his dark eyes and the overwhelming amount of lust and arousal coursing through my body, I just don’t care. I want him to see me exactly how I am.
“You’re stunning, baby,” he whispers as he gets an eyeful of my breasts. “You’re even more beautiful than I remembered.”
He knows just what to say.
I lick my lips and go straight for his cock. My body is humming with excitement as I wrap my hand around the base of his thick hard shaft and drag my eyes up his length.
Harris has a beautiful cock. I’m more than fine going through my whole life only experiencing this dick. I can’t imagine a better one.
My mouth waters as I watch a bead of pre-cum emerging out of the tiny slit at the top.
“Look at what you’re doing to me,” he says in a husky tone. “Slide that sexy little tongue on my head and clean your man up.”
He leans back—planting both of his palms on the bed—as I lean forward while opening my mouth. My breasts press against his legs as I take him in, forcing his thick stiff cock into my mouth as far as it will go.