Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
I turned to fully face him, straddling his hips to deepen the kiss properly.
“Jamie,” I growled and slid my tongue between his lips while my hips ground against him. I wasn’t the most sexually experienced girl in the world, but something about this man made me hot and wild. It was like now that the dam had broken, I couldn’t get enough. I was hungry—no fuck that—I was starving for him.
And the way he gripped my ass to bring me flush up against his hard cock told me he felt the same. The way his hands slid oh so gently up my waist and ribcage, letting his thumbs brush up against the sides of my tits, had me trembling in his arms.
Without tearing my mouth from his, I slid my hands under Jamie’s shirt to feel his hot skin under my fingertips, his hard muscles jumping with every touch and then his rock hard pecs and even harder nipples.
Jamie hissed out a breath and pulled back with a smile. “You’re playing with fire, Maddie.”
I knew I was, and I smiled. “Maybe I want to feel the heat.” I let out a shriek when he gripped my ass and stood. But when he made for the stairs, I knew where this was headed, and it turned me the fuck on.
I couldn’t believe someone as hot as Jamie Ellison even gave me a second look, much less wanted to fuck me. I was from the ghetto trailer park. Not some fancy schmancy rich house on a hill.
I expected fast and frantic after the way Jamie laid me across his big bed and spread his big body over mine, settling his hips between my thighs. But he sat back and gazed at me with a slow smile and then peeled every stitch of clothing off my body like he had the patience of a monk.
“Ah, that’s better. So much fucking better.”
A breathy moan escaped at his words. I didn’t think I liked a chatty lover, but Jamie’s words were as effective as his touch in lighting me up.
“Jamie.”
“That’s even better. Tell me what you want, Maddie.”
Tell him? He was kidding, right?
He laughed at my silence. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll do what I want.”
I nodded. “Yeah. Okay. That sounds nice.”
“It won’t be nice,” he promised with a smile. “That I can promise you.” Then his lips were on me, heating every inch with his kisses, with the slow swirl of his tongue around one nipple and then the other. He kissed and licked his way down my body, stopping at my belly button along the way. And then his wide shoulders spread my legs apart. Wide. Like really, indecently wide.
“Jamie, you don’t—”
“This isn’t for you,” he grumbled. “Remember? This is for me.” Before I could tell him I didn’t believe that for one damn second, his tongue was flat and wide on my pussy. He licked up and down, up and down, occasionally catching a sliver of my swollen clit. He laughed when my hips jumped up off the bed and then wrapped his arms around my thighs, effectively holding me down.
“Enjoy it, Madds. I am.”
Enjoy was too tame a word for how I felt when his fingertips spread me apart and his tongue worked like a tornado on my clit until I laughed and screamed my pleasure across all four corners of his room.
Then the wicked man licked me from the bottom of my opening all way up to my clit, again and again and again, until I was begging for more. Or for less, I wasn’t sure because my mind was scrambled with pleasure. And then he slipped his tongue inside of me.
He fucked me.
With. His. Tongue.
And I flew apart into the most explosive orgasm of my life. “Jamie! Oh Jamie! Fuu-uuck!”
He let out a low chuckle and slowed his tongue strokes for a few seconds, producing dozens of little aftershocks, before he stopped.
“I love how loud you are. Fucking hot.”
“Not too loud?”
“Not loud enough,” he growled and crawled up my body, kissing my overheated skin along the way.
I wrapped my arms around him and grinned. “Then I guess you better give me a good reason to be louder.”
“Plan to,” he grunted and stood, undressing quickly. His gaze never left mine as he came back to me and stroked his thick cock right beside my face. “Taste,” he commanded.
I couldn’t look away from the sight of his cock, so thick and imposing. I flicked my tongue out over the slit and his hips bucked the same way mine did, and it had the same effect. I reached out to touch him and took him deeper into my mouth, sucking his swollen cock like it was my job.
“No more,” he growled and pulled back, teeth gritted and gray eyes dark with desire. “You can taste me all you want. Later. Now I need to be inside that pretty pink cunt of yours.”