Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 145634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
“I've missed you, sweetheart,” he says softly as he strokes my cheek with his thumb.
I can't resist him anymore, not after hearing him call me sweetheart like he used to.
I stare at his lips, and this time I don’t fight the urge. I lean into him, my hand on his thigh, and kiss him softly on the lips. I’m hesitant. Every bit of me thinks he’s going to deny me, like I don’t deserve him and it’s all in my head. Just like all those years ago. It never felt real.
I kiss him again. I meant it to be short and sweet, but it turns into something deeper. His tongue slips between my lips, and I part them, moaning into his mouth. It’s so easy to fall back into his embrace.
I wish I’d never left.
I pull away briefly to look him in the eyes. The second our eyes meet, he pulls me back into him, wrapping his arms around me and gripping the nape of my neck and my hip, kissing me fiercely.
God, this feels so right. It's like nothing’s changed.
His tongue strokes my bottom lip, willing me to let him in.
And I do.
CHAPTER 4
Derek
My hands won’t let go of her. I push her back down to the sofa, and she spreads her legs for me like a good girl. My dick’s hard as fuck. I want her. I fucking need her right now.
I roughly kiss down her neck as my hands roam her body.
She writhes under me. So responsive. She’s always been like that.
“You can’t tell me no, can you sweetheart?” I say softly as I nip her neck and slip my hands up her sweater. She’s got a tight shirt on underneath. I push my hands up her sides and she arches her back, pushing her pussy into my cock.
Even that little bit of touch makes my breathing come out harder. I gotta get these fucking clothes off and get inside her.
“Derek,” she whimpers. My girl is all worked up.
This is better than any dream I ever had of her coming back to me.
She wants me even more now than she did then.
I’m quick to unbutton her jeans, kissing down her flat stomach and then lower. She lifts her hips so I can pull them off and toss them on the floor.
I look over my shoulder and wonder if I should take her upstairs. But fuck it, I don’t wanna ruin this moment.
Staring down at her, I see the same look I remember so well. She’s vulnerable.
I cup her pussy and lean forward. Even through the thin lace I can feel how hot and wet she is.
“Are you giving this to me tonight?” I ask softly, my lips barely touching the shell of her ear.
“Yes,” she breathes eagerly. Good girl. I pull away from her, sitting on my heels on the sofa between her legs and trail my finger down her panties. I should have taken her back then.
I never should’ve let her go.
I shake off the thought along with the emotions making my chest feel so fucking tight.
I don’t wanna think right now. Not about the past, or anything else.
I slowly pull down on her panties, hooking my thumbs in the sides and trailing my fingers down her thighs. She squirms and lifts her hips again. I have to lean back to pull them off her legs and let them fall to the floor with her jeans.
Her skin’s smooth and soft, just like I remember.
I gently kiss her legs and inner thighs, making my way up.
“Derek,” she whimpers again, covering her face. Her movements are slower and relaxed, the pot taking effect and calming her ass down. I smile into her pussy.
I don’t answer her. I’m not interested in talking.
When I get to where I wanna be, I gently push on her clit with my left thumb and take a long lick of her heat.
Fuck, my dick can’t take much more. She’s so fucking wet. So sweet.
I lick up her arousal, loving her taste. It’s been so long. Too long. My dick’s so fucking hard and aching to be inside of her.
“How much do you want me?” I ask her before taking another long, languid lick from her entrance to her clit. I flick her clit with my tongue and then suck on her. Her back bows and she tries to get away. I fucking love it.
She moans her pleasure a mix of wanting more and fighting to get away from me, her thighs trembling and her legs closing out of instinct. I have to push my hand against her inner thigh and keep her open for me. I stare up at her, holding her heated gaze as I lick her clit nice and slow.
“Derek,” she moans reverently.
I latch onto her clit and push two thick fingers into her tight pussy. She’s so wet, so hot. So fucking ready.