Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
I giggle. “Stop it.”
“I’m not kidding,” he says as he kisses down my stomach to the band of my garter belt. “You are absolute perfection.”
His words are too much for me. No one has ever been this sweet to me in my life.
He still has his T-shirt on, and I need to see him. So I reach down and pull at it. He gets the message and shrugs it off, exposing his muscled back to me. Those sculpted lines tell a story of a life of conflict, of danger, of putting himself at risk protecting others.
And that story turns me on even more as he continues to move down my body with his lips until he reaches my middle.
“Your hips,” he grunts, grabbing them gruffly, his mouth positioned just above my panty line. “I fucking love your hips.”
“Too many more of these compliments and I might just faint, Jake.”
He grins and lifts me, causing me to squeak softly, and lays me down on the couch. My legs spread for him on their own. My body really is ready.
I’m trembling with excitement as he kisses down farther, bringing his lips to bear on the soft skin of my inner thighs. He starts with my right leg first, then moves to my left.
My back arches off the couch as a moan escapes my lips. The sensation is so intense it almost tickles. This is getting to be almost more than I can handle.
Almost.
“What’s wrong, Sadie?” he asks, grinning up at me. “Something the matter?”
I shake my head quickly. “No, no, no. Nothing’s the matter!”
He smiles back. Of course, he knew what my answer would be. He looks back down between my legs, and a hunger fills his eyes. Slowly, he moves in and plants the gentlest kiss right on the spot where my womanhood lies, hidden from him only by a very thin layer of lace.
The sensation rocks me to my core.
I suck a breath and try to control myself, but my body is already reacting on its own. And that reaction, for some reason, is to squirm away from Jake.
Luckily, Jake either anticipated this or has great reaction time, because he snatches me by the thighs and pulls me back to him.
“Hey, where you going?” His voice is so sexy from between my legs. I look down to see him smiling up at me, his lips barely an inch from my most tender spot.
“I…I…” I can’t even get a word out.
This is crazy. But things get even crazier when Jake uses a finger to tug my panties aside and leans forward. I try to brace myself for what I know is coming next, but it’s no use.
The sensation hits me like the impact of a car crash. I guess this is what you get after not having sex for two-years and being married to a man who never once went down on you.
His tongue travels through my wet, sensitive folds, sending an explosive, shooting sensation through my body that is so good and so intense that it’s almost painful.
He doesn’t even shy away either. He presses his face right in there and groans like he’s in love with what he’s doing, starting low at my entrance and working his way up to my most delicate spot, that super-sensitive nub full of nerves that when he touches it with his tongue, causes me to cry out like I’ve been shot.
“Oh my God! Jake!”
I throw my arms to either side of me, my hands searching for anything to grab on to. I find a cushion and the back of the couch and just hold on for dear life as he continues to basically worship me with his mouth.
But it only helps so much. The room basically starts spinning as he picks up the pace and increases the pressure. My thighs are shaking, and for a second, I start to worry that I might actually hurt him by squeezing his head or something, but Jake grabs them both with his hands and holds them tightly, immobilizing me and basically pinning me down so I can do nothing but lie there and enjoy what he’s doing.
Nerve endings I didn’t even know existed come to life. My entire body is hot as his tongue laps up and down wetly on my little bud, giving me exactly what I need with just the right rhythm and pressure.
This is decadent and beautiful. It’s like our minds are in perfect sync, and he knows just what to give me.
He ups the pace now, and my breathing increases with it. He goes faster and faster. His grip on my thighs tightens, as does my grip on the couch. His hot tongue on my clit is heavenly. I start to moan, low at first, but louder and louder the closer and closer I get to that final point—that final bliss that’s so near.