Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“I need more. Please…”
Reluctantly, he lifted his head, her breast popping free from his suction, making her shudder again. He stood and looked down at her swollen mounds with their tips stabbing the air desperately. Satisfaction spread across his face. That expression did something to her. She couldn’t explain it. She needed him naked. She needed him now. She couldn’t wait.
Madison lunged for the buttons of his white dress shirt, her trembling fingers unmooring them one after the other. She couldn’t get rid of it fast enough. With a curse, he joined in, starting with the bottom buttons until the starched cotton hung open, exposing a mouthwatering slice of his hard chest and ridged abdomen. At the sight, she gaped and swallowed, then lifted her stare to his face.
Neither moved. Neither spoke. The hard glimmer of his eyes told her to proceed at her own risk.
Madison didn’t care about the hazard to her heart anymore. She lurched at him, grabbing the front panels of his shirt and ripped them apart before shoving the garment over his massive shoulders and down his bulging arms. The barbed wire tattoo circling his biceps rippled with his every move.
The garment stuck at his wrists. When she reached for the cuffs, Matt jerked on the sleeves ferociously, sending buttons pinging across the hardwoods. Then he chucked the shirt away and kicked off his shoes, eyeing her from the top of her bare shoulders to her naked toes with hot, silver eyes.
Teeth gritted, he reached for his fly. “Spread your legs.”
Madison lay back, each breath an audible struggle. “They are.”
Shaking his head, he released the button at his fly. “More. I want a good look at the pussy I’m going to violate.”
Her head told her everything between them was moving too fast, that she should want tender words, that he was being too rough and too demanding. Her body didn’t care about anything except him filling her with every one of the hard inches bulging behind his zipper and relieving this ache sweltering inside her.
Swallowing down nerves, Madison did exactly what he demanded, parting her knees wider so Matt could look his fill.
He did more than stare. He grabbed her thighs and dragged her closer, settling her feet on the edge of the bed. Then he stepped between her spread knees like he owned her and stared at her pussy, slowly dragging his knuckles along the swollen pad, heart-stoppingly close to where she needed his touch…but not close enough.
Her breath caught. Sensations skittered through her body. He drank in her every reaction, his eyes burning like liquid silver. A wolfish smirk crossed his face. He was loving his power over her. That should alarm her. Instead, she loved the surrender he was wringing from her body so much it almost scared her.
“You’re burning for me, honey.” He didn’t ask; he knew.
“Yes.” Like she’d never burned before.
“You want me to touch you?”
“Yes.” So badly.
“You want me inside you?”
“Yes,” she whined.
His grin turned dirtier.
“I almost believe you.”
“Almost?” What else did he want? How much more did he need her to beg? “I don’t—”
He stopped all lucid conversation by settling his thumb over her distended clit and rubbing slow circles. Unless he could interpret whimpers and moans, she had no way to communicate. In a frenzied attempt, she spread herself even wider for him and melted under his blistering stare. He dissected her reaction to his every touch.
“You don’t…what?” he prompted. “Want me to stop?”
“Yes.” Was that the right answer? “No. Don’t stop.” He dragged his thumb directly over her clit again, making the ache swell and her womb clench. “Never stop.”
She would die if he did, because Matt wasn’t merely sharing the sheets with her. He was owning her, body and soul.
“Tonight, this is mine.” He petted her pussy like a cherished possession before he slid his thick fingers between her folds and manipulated her again. “You’re mine. Say it.”
She shouldn’t. She’d never had a lover demand so much from her. The power she was giving him staggered her. But it was as if he’d reached into her darkest fantasies and plucked out her most seductive thoughts. “I’m yours.”
“Good. Let’s see how close to orgasm I can get you, and how long I can keep you on the edge.”
That sounded both wonderful and awful. “Why?”
His dirty, dirty smile appeared again. “I need to watch you burn and writhe and ache for me.”
That answer shouldn’t arouse her more. Shamefully, it did.
Matt kept delivering slow, teasing circles exactly where she needed it. Holding back from him was impossible. And all too soon, she was mindless, clutching the comforter and begging him with her eyes because she couldn’t form words anymore.
The air conditioning kicked on and blew across her erect nipples. He pinched one with his free hand, sending another jolt through her body before he dragged those fingers down the valley between her breasts, drinking her in as if he loved her straining response to his every touch.