Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
I kissed her back, hard and fast.
“And not just for this,” she continued, hooking her legs around my waist as I walked us farther into her room. “I want all parts of you. The work, the trips, the dates, the Netflix and chill, all of it.”
Fuck, that sounded like a goddamn dream.
“We should probably keep this between us,” she continued, and my heart fucking dropped. “Just because I don’t want people thinking I slept my way into the head marketing position.”
“Oh,” I said, relief uncoiling inside me. “Definitely. We’ll keep it between us.”
I slanted my mouth over hers, licking into her mouth with hungry, demanding strokes. We were a frenzy of movements, the week of buildup leaving no room for pleasantries. Her clothes came off at the same time as mine, and I laid her gorgeous body out on the bed like the fucking treasure she was.
“No edging this time?” she asked in a teasing voice as I ripped open a foil packet and rolled a condom on my dick.
“Only if you’re a good girl,” I teased her right back.
“What happens if I’m not?”
“I guess you’ll have to find out.” I climbed on the bed, kissing my way up her thighs, over her stomach, and settled on her breasts, massaging and kissing and biting until she whimpered and arched against me.
“Wes,” she said my name with a hint of demand that made my cock twitch. “I need you.”
Fuck if that wasn’t aligned to my exact thoughts.
“You need me here, baby?” I asked, shoving my hand between us and curling my fingers through her heat.
“Yes,” she said, reaching up to capture my lips with her own.
“Like this?” I asked, sliding two fingers inside her, pumping while I used the heel of my palm to tease her clit.
“God, yes,” she said into my mouth.
I kissed her back, our tongues rubbing and exploring at the same pace as my fingers.
Tonight wasn’t about drawing it out.
Tonight was an unleashing, and I fully intended on her coming at least once before I sank into her with my cock.
“You’re so responsive,” I said, intensifying the pressure from my palm against her clit. “So fucking beautiful.”
“Wes,” she breathed my name, her head falling back as her breaths came quicker and quicker. “I’m…I’m…”
I thrust my fingers in and out of her before pressing my palm firmly against her clit, relishing the sweet moment she clenched around my fingers as she came. Fuck me, I was hard as a rock as she rode my hand through the waves of it.
“Beautiful,” I said again before gently pulling my hand from her and instantly replacing it with my cock. “You want me to go slow or fast, baby?”
“Fast,” she said, arching off the bed to take me in another inch.
“Fuck,” I groaned, gliding into her slick heat with ease. “Are you sure?”
“We’ll go slow later. Fuck me, Wes. Right. Now.”
I bottomed out inside her, shifting atop her to brace my arms on either side of her head. The movement aligned our bodies, and she spread her legs wider, giving me all the access I needed.
I took her in the way our bodies demanded, fast and frenzied and starved.
I pumped into her with quick thrusts that made both our bodies tight with need, keeping my mouth on hers, kissing her while I fucked her exactly how she asked.
Fuck, I never knew sex could be this electrifying, this consuming. Every moan, every gasp, every drag of her nails down my skin had me spiraling toward release in ways it never had before.
She clenched her thighs around my hips, her palms on the flat of my chest as she urged me. Immediately reading what she wanted, I grabbed onto her and rolled us, keeping us connected while she resituated herself on top of me.
Goddamn, she was gorgeous above me, her head thrown back as she rode my cock, chasing her pleasure and taking whatever she needed from me.
I gripped her hip in one hand, urging her to ride harder, faster, drinking up the sounds of her rushed breaths as she dug her nails into my chest and used me for leverage.
“Brynn, fuck,” I groaned when she grabbed my hands and dragged them up to her breasts, leaving them there as she continued to roll her hips.
I palmed her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers until they were pert.
“Yes,” she moaned, the sounds of how slick she was accompanying her plea. “Just like that.”
I thrust my hips upward just enough to match her pace, giving her more.
“God, Wes,” she said, her head falling back as she upped her pace.
She was a vision as she chased her pleasure, giving into the demands of her body.
“Fuck, baby, you’re right there,” I said, feeling her pussy flutter around my cock as she rode me. Fire licked through my veins at the sensation, my muscles clenching as she rocked into me over and over again until she squeezed my cock like a vise.