Total pages in book: 218
Estimated words: 209489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1047(@200wpm)___ 838(@250wpm)___ 698(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 209489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1047(@200wpm)___ 838(@250wpm)___ 698(@300wpm)
“Want me on top?” I panted, nearly fainting when he pulled his finger out and gave it a lick. “Maybe that’s what you like? Want me to ride every one of those inches?”
The groan he let out…. “Please.” He tugged me toward him, whispering into my ear just what exactly he was into.
Oh, this naughty motherfucker.
I should have known.
“On top. Fucking please,” he exhaled. Those big palms reached up, cupping my breasts, the size of them spilling perfectly into his hands. Filling them up. And I didn’t know who moaned louder, him or me.
How lucky was I that he was a boob man?
I laughed and gave that hard dick one more suck before lifting him straight up once more, going up to my knees and slipping the head right where I wanted him. Where I was wet and so ready, he had no idea. I moved down just enough for the tip to lodge itself right at my opening, just the head disappearing inside me.
The way that alone felt….
His grunt was going to be burned into my head until my last breath. Alex’s hips curled a little, slipping another inch in before he wrapped those arms around me. I arched my back and slipped a little lower on him, a shiver racing up my spine because this was everything I’d ever wanted. Everything I’d ever dreamed of. Just this big, incredible body sprawled out below me. All smooth, golden skin, lean muscle, and everything I loved.
All that time I’d spent with my vibrators had been for this. To warm me up, prepare me for him.
The inches in me were throbbing.
That incredible skin too was even better than every vibrator I’d ever owned. It was the sweetest tickle. Perfect, just fucking perfect.
Shifting my knees, I leaned forward as another couple more slid deeper, and I hissed right before I kissed his chest and whispered, “Does that feel good for you? Because I’m already wishing we’d been doing this since we’d met.”
Alex huffed, those hands lifting me up a little and lowering me back down more so that half of him was stuffed inside of me. “You feel so damn good. So fucking good, Gracie,” he said, his voice ragged. “Unreal. Nothing’s ever felt better. Nothing is ever gonna feel better.”
I squeezed those lower muscles and got myself a fucking choke that made me smile and kiss his chest again.
He curled his hips, slipping even deeper, those incredible eyes moving from my face to my chest and back again. The pink on his neck became richer in color as his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he said in that sandpaper-rough voice, “Tell me what you need. How to feel good. Do you need me to rub your little clit?”
I shuddered on top of him, taking a little more of him. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. “Oh, oh—”
I dropped even more until he was in to the hilt. To the balls. All those fucking inches.
The grunt that left his mouth was going to be in my fantasies for the rest of my life.
I shifted again. With my hands on either side of his head, I rode him slowly, figuring it out, watching his face, meeting his stare, his hands lingering on my waist. Legs moving until his feet were flat on the bed. He lifted his hips and dropped them, just a little, and I ground against him, letting his base rub me just where I needed. He was thick and perfect and incredible.
He was fucking everything.
And that’s when he raised his head and started sucking on my nipples again, going from one to the other and back, like he was trying to pick a favorite. Desperate, his hips pumped into me from below. “Can you feel how hard you make me?” he asked hoarsely.
I moaned, nodding wildly, working my lower body desperately against his. I was shivering. Sweating. Feeling so damn good. “I bet you can’t wait to feel me coming on you, squeezing you when I do.”
He rode me from beneath, snapping his hips up, sliding in and out, the base of him glistening with me and how wet he made me. And I rode him right back, watching him disappear in and out, a creamy ring at the root of his shaft. Going all the way up until it was just the head of him in me before going back to take him all. Up and down. I moaned when he was totally in me, the bubbling sensation of an orgasm lighting up the middle of my body like the Fourth of July. I’d had hundreds of great orgasms. Probably thousands, but this one….
And from the way he was gritting his teeth, I wasn’t the only one.
Alex leaned up and took my mouth then, kissing me.
I came, my muscles pulsed around him, and I felt him groan loud and felt him pulsing, throbbing, coming inside of me.