Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure what he meant, and I didn’t care. I tried to silence him with kisses, but he abandoned my lips and moved greedily to my neck. He picked me up and set me down on the bed, pulling his shirt off and casting it aside.
“Do you want it from behind?” he demanded, lowering himself on top of me.
I didn’t know what I wanted, other than to feel him inside me. I was about to tell him that when he sealed my mouth with a hungry kiss, leaving me breathless and dizzy. He worked my panties off with a few quick tugs, planting his lips on my throat and then my collarbone.
I stretched out, almost naked beneath him. With one hand, he urged my thighs apart, and with the other, he slid my bra strap down my shoulder. I arched up to help him, but he didn’t give me any room. Before I had a chance to remove the one remaining garment, he had it bunched around my rib cage, my breasts swinging free.
The fire of lust consumed me as he blazed a trail from my collarbone to one nipple, his tongue an instrument of pleasure. Circling my areola, he licked at the crown, sending a jolt of lightning crashing through my core. In the same instant, he pressed a finger into my most intimate place.
I felt helpless, at the mercy of a man who knew my body better than I did. I felt my heartbeat rise toward a crescendo and I squirmed beneath him. Every time I pressed up into him to try to escape the furnace, he pushed me back down, dragging me closer and closer to my release.
“Is this what you want?” He left one nipple to suck on the next, transferring the eye of the storm to the western hemisphere.
“Yes,” I moaned. I needed him to finish what he was doing.
If he left me now, I would be devastated. He added another finger to his probe, increasing the width of the instrument and the pleasure that it produced. I felt myself peaking, breaking through the cloud cover to glimpse the magnificent sky. Just one more shove, one more nibble at my breast, and I would be free. He complied without being asked, and I dove, screaming into an ocean of relief.
My inner muscles clenched against his fingers, immediately disappointed when he retreated from his task. I moaned, closing my eyes in supreme delight. I heard the sound of a zipper and the rustle of denim as he shifted his weight above me. When I opened my eyes, he was naked, holding his cock above me. I took the opportunity to slip out of my bra, removing the last remaining fabric between us.
“Tell me what you want,” he rasped.
“I want you inside me,” I demanded, grabbing hold of his hips.
He complied, pressing his cock into the opening made slick with desire. I urged him forward, stretching my legs as wide as they could go. The farther down he drilled, the sweeter the sensation, until I was filled to capacity. I wrapped my hands around his ass, using the leverage to swallow every last inch.
This was what I had been missing. This was my heaven, my love, my happy place. I couldn’t believe I had waited so long to feel this good. He bit his lip, lowering his torso until he covered me completely. When we were chest to chest, he began to move, sliding in and out as his body crushed mine to the bed.
The heat that was generated left me staggering. I dug my fingernails into his shoulders, desperate to climb that mountain again. He found my hands and pinned them to the mattress. Depriving me of any escape, he became the only light at the end of the tunnel. I would have to go through him to achieve relief.
He was moving too slow at the beginning, but when he sped up, I saw fireworks behind my eyes. The pleasure became all-consuming. The lights dimmed, the world fell away, and there was nothing but Linc’s body plowing in and out of mine, creating friction at the center of the universe.
I felt myself peaking again, the rush of adrenaline sweeping all thoughts away. He was coming too, shuddering into my hips with an urgency that I knew all too well. We would reach the top together, summiting the mountain of ecstasy that we had built with our own two hands. I cried out, feeling the flood waters burst as he buried himself deeper than ever before. One last thrust was all it took for him to climax, releasing his seed into me.
Exhausted and elated, he sank down on top of me. We lay curled up in one another’s arms, feeling the pulse of aftershocks tease our erogenous zones. I felt myself drifting off, and this time, I didn’t care if I fell asleep in his bed or not. We were officially boyfriend and girlfriend, and neither of us was going to run out on the other.