Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 140742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
I search her eyes. “Yeah?”
“You can’t possibly doubt it,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck. “You own me, Finn Barlow.”
My heart skips and I shut my eyes briefly, savoring the moment. When I open my eyes, I lift her into my arms and grab her ass as she wraps her legs around my waist.
“I own you?” I ask as I walk to our bedroom.
“Yeah,” she says breathlessly, her eyes darkening with the same lust I feel.
I set her down in front of our bed and sit at the edge. I tip my chin. “Strip. I want you to show me what’s mine.”
She lifts a brow and starts undressing. I bite my lip and clench my hands on my thighs as I watch her seductive movements—the brush of her hands over her stomach as she lifts the jersey over her head. She turns around as she slowly drags the jeans down her body, and it takes everything in me to stay put and enjoy the show. When she faces me again, she looks like a wet dream in a pale pink lace bra and matching underwear.
My eyes greedily devour every inch of her flawless golden brown skin and for the millionth time, I’m struck with a series of thoughts. Will there ever be a time when seeing her like this won’t take my breath away? Will I ever fully grasp that I somehow managed to pull this incredibly sexy, selfless, beautiful woman? Will the fact that she’s mine ever sink in? It’s almost enough to make my heart burst out of my chest. This woman is mine.
“Fuck,” I whisper when she turns around to show me how she looks from all angles. “Come here, baby.”
Her eyes are blazing as she saunters over until she’s standing between my legs, her tits right in front of my eyes. I lean in and bite the thin material that holds the cups together before dragging my lips over every inch of her skin.
“Finn!” she gasps and sinks her fingers into my hair when I bite her side.
“I own you, remember?” I say, sliding my hands over her thighs and squeezing her butt.
“You do,” she says breathily.
I pull away and glance up at her as I move my hands toward the middle of her ass cheeks. “All of you?”
Her eyes widen in understanding and she swallows visibly as she nods. Fuck, that’s such a turn-on. “I’ve never done that,” she says quietly.
My hands still. “Do you want to?”
“I’ve never even considered it, but with you, I would.”
The words are barely out of her mouth before I pull her over, sit her on my lap and kiss her. It’s a harsh, demanding kiss—all tongue and teeth and moans and whimpers. As we kiss, I unclasp her bra and lift her slightly to take off her thong. I can’t find a way to take it off without her getting off my lap, so I bunch it together. Just as I’m about to pull, Josslyn pushes me away and scrambles off my lap. She takes it off and tosses it aside before climbing on my lap again.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she murmurs against my lips.
I slide a hand between us and cup her pussy, dipping a finger inside her and groaning when I find her wet and ready. She throws her head back as I move my hand, so I take advantage, leaning in to kiss and suck her tits and neck. She grips my hair with one hand and my shirt with the other, as she rocks her hips to the tempo of my fingers.
“So fucking hot,” I say against her neck. “Are you going to come for me?”
“Y-yes,” she says, gasping. “Please don’t stop.”
I smile as I pull back and watch her fall apart on my fingers.
“Fuck, Finn,” she screams, tugging my hair so hard my eyes water.
I hum as I take my fingers out and slide them lazily over her folds, making her twitch again.
“I can’t,” she whimpers.
“You can. You’re already doing it,” I say, sliding two fingers back inside her and playing teasing her clit with my thumb.
“Oh, fuck.”
“That’s it,” I coax and watch her come again. I take my drenched fingers out of her and kiss her deeply before I pull away to look at her. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Josie.”
Her eyes light up. “As are you, Finneas. And you’re still wearing too many clothes and hiding what you claim belongs to me.”
“Everything I have and everything I am belongs to you,” I say and chuckle when her eyes fill with tears. God, I love this girl.
“I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you more,” I respond against her lips.
She kisses me quickly and climbs off to undress me. Once I’m naked, she pushes me back down on the bed and climbs over me. She starts kissing my neck, my shoulders, and my chest, and then moves down my body painfully slowly. She enjoys torturing me like this, and I let her, because even though I’m aching to be inside her, I love everything she does to me.