Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
That one word torn from his chest as if he’s died and gone to heaven is what sets me off. Like a fucking rocket, my orgasm bursts apart with such intensity I scream out my release.
Van’s hand is gone from my hair and both hands are now spanning my hips as he fucks me with brute force, and I love every fucking minute of it.
And then he’s shoving me down onto the mattress, his heavy weight slamming onto me. His pelvis bucks and grinds into my ass with a rolling motion, and then he whispers, “Simone,” as he starts to come. He gives a ragged moan that sounds fulfilled and defeated all at the same time.
He buries his head into the back of my neck, and I feel his hot breath through my hair as he continues to slowly move within me. Tiny shudders of pleasure pop along my skin as I relish every millimeter of friction his cock is still creating inside of me.
There’s a moment he goes still, and then he’s rolling off my back. Turning my head his way, I push my hair out of my face to look at him.
If I’d been hoping to find a sated, peaceful expression on his face, I’d be sorely disappointed. Instead he looks troubled as he stares at the ceiling, both of his hands resting on his stomach as his breathing starts to return to normal. He looks wicked and sinful with his condom-covered cock lying at an angle across his lower abdomen and over the bottom hem of his shirt, which he hadn’t even bothered to take off. He’s still fully dressed and he just gave me the best sex I’d ever had in my life.
His head rolls so his eyes come to mine, and I can see it in his gaze—that is all he intended to give me. I can see clearly that he’s done with me, not just for the night but for any night thereafter. He opens his mouth I’m sure to either kick me out or let me down easy, so I push up and move over him quickly. My hands go to his cheeks and I press my mouth against his, forcing my tongue inside.
He doesn’t even fight me, seemingly willing to give into me one more time the minute our mouths fuse together. My fingers press into his scalp and I roll, pulling him so he rolls right on top of me. He just fucked me hard and came hard, and yet he kisses me like he’s starved. I feel the same way, my tongue and teeth clashing with his.
I start to moan, needing something more from him. He gives me nothing but his mouth, his hands pressed into the mattress to hold his weight off me.
Fisting his hair, I give a jerk on his head and it pops up so he looks down at me. His eyes are fevered yet hard, indicating his conflict. I don’t care, though. I have him in bed right now and I’m not letting him push me away.
My lips curve into a catlike smile and I slide my fingers to the top of his head. I push down on it hard, and at first he doesn’t budge. Our eyes war with each other, me wanting and him deciding if he’s going to give me anything.
Finally he moves and lets me push him right down my body. He stops a moment to brush his lips across the top swell of my breast, still firmly held in place by my bra that never came off. I push on his head harder and he lets me.
I push him right down my body, his breath feathering across my stomach, and I spread my legs wide.
I push him down until my arms can’t extend anymore and his face is hovering right over my pussy. My legs raise over his shoulders and come to rest with my calves on his back. His eyes peer up at me, flashing with both defiance and lust.
I tilt my hips upward in demand and tell him, “Give it to me, Van.”
Fucking Christ…he then gives it to me by burying his face and stabbing his tongue inside of me.
Crying out, I thrust my hips up, only to have his hands flatten on my stomach and press me back down into the bed. Van gives a groan of approval that vibrates my entire core, and then he eats me out like the world will end if I don’t come on his tongue.
My back arches off the bed, my head pressing down hard into the pillows. My heels dig into his back and my hips start to rotate against his mouth. He groans again and lashes at me hard with his tongue. An orgasm curls low in my pelvis and I suck in a hard breath, lifting my head to watch him. That dark, soft hair falling forward so I can’t see his face, but the way his head is moving is so erotic, I decide to just let go and give into it.