Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“I don’t think it’s the same,” she says, full of doubt.
“I’m going to give you some advice I wish I could follow, and that is: don’t think so much. Just feel.” I push some of her hair away from her face. “The best medicine here is to let me kiss you. That will stop the thoughts in your head.”
“Maybe it will make me think more,” she counters.
“Not if I do it right.” I swoop down and cover her mouth with mine. Her lips part, and her tongue darts out to taste me. It’s a good thing I’m lying down or I would be on the ground. Her small, butterfly touches light me up like a breeze on a piece of dried tinder.
The fire I’ve kept banked ignites, racing along my blood stream. I groan and roll onto my back, pulling her over the cushions to cover my body. My hard cock presses into her sweet, soft valley. I grab her hips and rub her over my thickening shaft. Her legs fall apart, and she takes over for me, riding me like we’re teenagers whose parents might be home any second. Our tongues tangle as we kiss, breathing for each other since we refuse to break contact. The connection is heady and powerful. I could live in this moment with her mouth fused to mine, her body covering me like a blanket, her hands digging into my hair.
My hands roam over her juicy ass, down the backs of her lovely legs, her buttery thighs, up her delicate back, tracing the notches of her spine. She shivers and squirms, pressing against me harder. Even through the denim of my jeans, I can feel her heat and wetness.
“Baby, let me inside you. I want to make you come when I’m inside you,” I beg.
My words, though, cause her to freeze. She lifts her head and stares down at me, her hazel eyes glittering in the darkness. I wait for her response with bated breath.
Chapter Fourteen
Glory
“Okay,” I agree. He’s right. My mind really does make everything else fade away when his lips are on me. My whole body feels like it’s on fire. My breasts ache as much as my sex does. I’m throbbing for release. I have been for days now. I know he’s the only one that can give it to me and take the ache away. Somehow I know he’ll replace it with pure pleasure.
“Be sure.” He thrusts against me again. The thin layer of my panties allows me to feel every hard inch of him. I should be scared because mathematically I’m not sure how the two of us are going to fit, but I’ve never been a quitter. I seek adventures and challenges. As long as it keeps me tucked away here at least. Corby O’Neal is turning out to be both of those things.
His fingers dig more into my ass as he waits for my answer. His control seems to be splintering away. I hadn't put the boxers on he’d given me. His shirt had been long enough to cover what I needed it to. That’s what I told myself anyway. The horrible truth is I enjoy teasing him. I don’t think many people get the opportunity to do it.
“I’m sure. As long as you make it good.”
He growls. One second I’m on top of him, and the next I’m below him. Pillows go flying as he pushes my shirt up and latches onto one of my nipples. He’s not going to tell me with words he can get me off. He’s going to show me. And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.
A jolt of unexpected pleasure hits me as he continues to tease me. I had no idea I would enjoy my nipples being sucked so much. He releases one to go to the other. Holy cow. Do people come from this? Because the throb between my legs is unbearable.
Before I can figure out the answer, his mouth releases my nipple. I whimper as he blows on it, causing me to lift my hips to rub myself against him to get off. He grips me harder, holding me to the mattress. I want to scream in protest. I need more.
“I’m tasting the this orgasm I give you.” He begins to trail kisses down my stomach. I squirm on the bed with anticipation. Each kiss feels as though it’s torture. I feel him smile against my skin. He knows he’s driving me crazy, teasing me the same way I did him by going bare underneath his shirt.
“You’re soaked for me.” He runs his finger over my sex. I swear this man is trying to kill me. I open my eyes. It takes a moment for them to adjust to the darkness, but when they do, the sight of him between my legs is too much.