Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
A whimper escaped me as I rocked my hips against his hardness.
A rumbling sound moved through Aurelio, vibrating into my own chest as his fingers flexed on my ass, dragging me over him again.
I didn’t need encouragement after that, my own need overtaking me, leaving me writhing restlessly against him, getting only a hint of what I was really after.
Aurelio’s hands drifted upward, teasing under my shirt, over my heated skin.
Until I couldn’t take the need anymore, and slid backward to lift my arms up over my head, waiting for his fingers to snag the material of my shirt, and start to draw it upward.
The house had a bit of a chill to it, but I was pretty sure it was the need in his dark eyes that had the shiver coursing through me, that was making goosebumps spread across my skin as the shirt finally lifted off my hands, and was tossed casually to the side.
“Fuck,” Aurelio murmured under his breath as his gaze slid from my face to my chest, his eyes getting even more heavy-lidded even as his hands slid down my arms and over, covering me.
The touch sent a jolt of need from my chest down between my legs, making my hips rock against him again.
Aurelio leaned forward, his lips meeting the skin of my neck, making my belly flip-flop even as his hands shifted, his fingers finding my nipples, and rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers.
Heat bloomed through my chest and traveled downward, becoming an aching sensation in my core, as his fingers squeezed tighter.
“Aurelio…”
His name sighed out of me, a mix of pleasure and need.
“Please,” I added.
That rumbling sound moved through him again as his hands suddenly released me, fingers slipping to my sides, pulling me up.
An objection slipped between my lips, but then his lips were around my nipple, sucking, creating a white-hot jolt of pleasure, making me forget for a moment how much I wanted more, just getting lost in the sensations.
As his lips sucked.
As his tongue traced.
As he moved across my chest to continue the sweet torment.
It wasn’t long until my moans started sounding like whimpers.
Aurelio’s fingers slid up my thigh, then across my belly, slipping up until they were sliding inside of my pants, inside of my panties.
Anticipation thrummed through me before his fingertips were slipping inside of me.
“So wet for me,” Aurelio murmured, lips going to my neck again as his fingers started to thrust.
My hips rocked against his movements, aching for more, for him, but trying not to rush things, to let myself get lost in the moment, not thinking of what was to come.
My hands moved out toward him, impatiently working his buttons free, needing to feel his bare skin against me.
My fingers traced up the center of his stomach, his muscles twitching under my touch.
Leaning forward, my breasts crushed to his chest, his hair teasing over my nipples, making my sex clench hard around his fingers as I claimed his lips again.
His fingers grew more insistent, working me relentlessly, driving me to that edge, then sending me flying over, stealing my breath, leaving me leaning into his shoulder as my body shuddered through the release.
He would have kept working me, kept giving, if I hadn’t started to scoot back, making me lose his fingers as I began kissing down his neck, over his chest, and down his stomach, tracing the little indents with my tongue, loving the way his breath hissed out from between his lips as I went down.
Then I was on my knees between his legs, my hands sliding up his thighs, then over his lap, feeling him straining against his slacks. My fingers sought his belt, working it free, then undoing his button and zipper, before reaching inside to free him, my hand wrapping around his length.
My gaze slid up to his, seeing the heat, the need, the anticipation, as I started to lower down. I kept my eyes on his as my tongue traced over the head of his cock, before slowly letting him slip inside my mouth.
I worked him slowly at first, wanting to hear his hisses and groans, to feel the way his body tensed and his fingers grabbed the back of my neck.
It wasn’t long, though, before I was working him faster. Up and down. Twisting. Loving the way his hips were thrusting up into my mouth, begging for more.
But then his fingers shifted from my neck to my hair, tugging gently until I was forced to release him, then slowly move to my feet.
Aurelio leaned forward, his hands sliding up the sides of my thighs, then reaching up for the waistband of my pants and panties, drawing them downward as his gaze held mine.
I stepped out of the pants, then watched the way his gaze slid over me, taking in every square inch like some part of him was afraid he’d never get to do so again.