Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 124923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
I swallow hard, knowing I’m about to agree to something that might be a really bad idea. “If we’re going to do this, we need ground rules.”
“I’m not much of a rule follower, but with your pussy two centimeters from my face, I think you could convince me to agree to just about anything.”
I release my grip on his hair, biting back a laugh. “This stays between us.”
“Fine,” he agrees easily, leaning in to kiss the top of my thigh.
“This is strictly casual. No feelings.”
“What’s the matter? Afraid I’m going to break your little heart?”
“Please. You couldn’t even give it a papercut.”
He smirks. “Whatever you say.” Another kiss, this time to the sensitive spot where my thigh meets my pelvis. “I’m not interested in breaking your heart, anyway. I’d much rather break your p—”
“Do not finish that sentence.”
“No fucking anyone else,” he says, adding in a stipulation of his own. I freeze and he feels it, looking up at my horrified expression. “You don’t want to be exclusive?”
“God, no.”
“So, if I were to hook up with someone else—”
“It’d be none of my business.”
He narrows his eyes. “I don’t want anyone else.”
“Again. None of my business.”
“Are you planning on fucking other people?”
“That would be none of your business.” Am I planning on it? Negative. It’s hard enough finding a guy I can stand to be in the same room with for more than five minutes, let alone finding someone bearable enough to get naked with. But everyone knows the moment you start expecting monogamy from your friend with benefits situation is the moment you set yourself up for disaster. I already know how this is going to go. I’ll let him fuck me until the thrill of it expires, which can’t be too long considering his track record.
Holden holds my gaze as his tongue slips between my lips. His hands find my hips, using them to slide me across his tongue, back and forth. I gasp at the sensation, my fingers grasping his hair for support, or to pull him closer, or maybe both. All too soon, he pulls away.
“No fucking other people,” he says again.
“Holden,” I practically growl with frustration.
“As long as we’re doing this, you’re mine and only mine. Say it.”
“Fine,” I relent. “I’m yours.” Before he can dive back in, I add, “But once Christmas break ends, so does this.”
“I’ll take it.”
At first, he licks me soft and slow with the flat of his tongue, but soon he’s burying his face between my legs, angling his head sideways to devour me, never breaking eye contact. His hands grip the thickest part of my thighs, right under my ass, keeping me in place as he sucks my clit into his mouth. My mouth falls open at the sensation, and when I finally give in to the need to grind against him, he growls his approval.
My knees buckle and I start to slide down into his lap, but he doesn’t let up. Instead, he bends with me, keeping his mouth fused between my legs. “Holden, I can’t,” is all I manage to get out before he’s throwing me onto his bed, ripping my pants off, and wrenching my legs apart. He dives back in, his mouth closing around my clit once more. I clutch at his blankets, head pressed back into his mattress as I come from his mouth for the second time in a matter of days.
I’m still trying to catch my breath when Holden hovers over me, lips swollen and glistening. His fingers stroke me softly, playing in the wet mess he created, and I jerk at the sensation, feeling raw in more ways than one. “I can’t decide how I want you,” he says, pushing my shirt up to my collarbone to expose my chest. “I want to see all of you—touch all of you at the same time.” He dips down to suck my nipple into his mouth. A moan crawls its way up my throat at the same time his thick fingers push inside me—and just like that, I want more.
“I don’t care how you do it. Just fuck me.”
“I love when you get all bossy and horny.” He scoops me up into his lap and sits on the edge of his bed, guiding my legs around him. With one arm around my waist, he reaches underneath me to tug his sweatpants down. His dick is hard, standing straight up. He’s taking far too long, so I rise onto my knees, angling myself over him before I slide down in one quick motion.
“Holy fuck,” Holden hisses at the same time I gasp, my head falling forward. It’s so deep. Too deep. “Condom,” he chokes out.
I still at his words. “Shit,” I say, trying to slide off of him, but he holds me in place.
He flexes his hips, moving inside me. His eyes fall shut as if it’s too much. “Are you on birth control?”