Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
"Nope. Bra too."
"Bossy," she mumbles, leaning away from the door to unhook it. It falls forward before she quickly strips it off.
Her tits are perfect.
"Damn," I breathe, leaning forward to pull her left nipple into my mouth.
Her head hits the door with a faint thud. She drags her nails down my shoulder blades, moaning. I could die happy hearing that sound. Who am I kidding? This right here is my paradise.
I lave the flat of my tongue across her nipple and then blow on it.
She moans louder. And then louder when I roll the other between my fingers.
I grind my hips against her, my dick so fucking hard it hurts. Jesus. I need inside her like yesterday. This is torture. I've never wanted anything the way I want this woman bare beneath me.
I drag her away from the door and stumble into the living room with her. We land in a heap on the sofa, knocking it back several inches. Oh well. I've got more important shit to deal with than furniture scuffs on the floor.
"Lift up," I demand, slipping to my knees beside the couch.
She lifts her hips, letting me yank her pants and panties down her legs. I leave her fuck me heels on—those can stay—and then drape her legs over my shoulders.
"What are you doing?" She eyes me warily.
"I'm about to eat you for dinner, so behave and don't interrupt."
She whimpers, squirming on the couch beneath me.
I run my lips up the side of her leg, groaning. "I can already smell how sweet you are, Leia. I was right all along. You are trouble." I nip her inner thigh. "Big trouble."
"Yeah? I think you like trouble, Colter," she whispers.
"Like it?" I flick my gaze up to her. "I fucking love it."
Her eyes go wide with shock.
I don't give her a chance to respond. I bury my face in her cunt like the starving, desperate man she's turned me into. I've been thinking about this for two damn days, dreaming about making her come on my tongue. I can't wait another second.
"Colter!" Her hips lift off the sofa as she shouts my name.
I hook an arm over her waist, dragging her back down beneath me as her honey flows across my tongue like wine. She tastes as sweet as she smells. Goddamn. She's addictive. I spread her wider, growling when I feel her heels digging into my back.
"You didn't warn me you tasted like my new addiction, Leia. Now, we're both in trouble."
"I didn't know!" she cries. "I didn't…I didn't… Oh my god, Colter. What are you doing to me?"
"Making sure you forget other men exist," I growl, thrusting my tongue into her hole. I eat her out, being loud and messy. The filthy sounds spur me out. I spread her cheeks so I can get deeper, eat more of her. "Getting you addicted too."
"Yes," she moans, lifting her hips to rock against my face. "It feels so good. So damn good."
I pull her clit into my mouth, sucking hard.
She practically levitates as she explodes apart without warning, her mouth open in a silent cry. Her sticky honey floods my mouth, dripping down my chest. I groan, burying myself face first in her pussy like it's the damn holy grail. I don't need to breathe. Who needs air?
I lick and suck and feast until I can't take it anymore. My dick is going to break off if I don't get inside her now.
I place a kiss on her clit and slowly place her legs back on the couch. She sucks in one deep lungful of air after another, her body limp and sated. She's wrecked and more perfect than ever.
"You're beautiful," I murmur, rising to my feet long enough to strip out of my pants and shoes. I kick them away before lifting her into my arms. I settle back on the couch, locking her legs around my waist.
She wraps her arms around my waist, moaning when my dick grinds against her clit. This may not be the ideal position for her first time. I don't know. But I want her in my arms, face to face. I want to hold her while I make love to her.
"Are you ready to be mine, Leia?" I brush her hair away from her face to run my lips across her sweaty skin.
"Yes," she whispers, her eyes fluttering open. Those sky-blue eyes meet mine, full of confidence. "I'm ready, Colter."
Yeah, she is. Fuck.
I brush my lips against hers, coaxing her into a soft kiss as I lift her up. She tenses slightly. "I'll be gentle since it's your first time," I promise. "I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't think you're capable of hurting me."
She's right about that. I'd rip my own heart out before causing hers the least amount of pain. But this is different. I'm not a saint, but I've never done this before, either. Never been in love. Never slept with someone who owns me. This is brand new to me, and I want to get it right. She deserves for me to get it right and not be one of those assholes who make the first time a painful memory.