Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 95273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Suddenly, I’m on the bed, still in my underwear and heels, and his lips are all over me. His hands are everywhere at once, and everything in me is on fire.
My hands dive into his thick, dark hair as his lips move to my breast. He teases the nub through the lace, and finally, he reaches behind me to unfasten the bra and casts it aside.
“Abbi,” he breathes before pulling a nipple into his mouth, his fingers toying with the other one, and my hips have a mind of their own, twisting and moving beneath him. I’ve never wanted a man the way I want Brady Wild.
“I want to see you,” I groan, but I hold him close, loving the way his mouth feels on me, the way his hands make me tingle all over.
And before I can complain anymore, Brady shoulders his way between my thighs, spreads me wide, and loops my panties with his finger to pull them aside, and then his mouth is on me. I’m pretty sure the veil between heaven and earth just lifted. My back bows as I cry out, gripping onto his hair as he feasts on me. He moans, and it sends me over the edge, screaming with the first real orgasm that I think I’ve ever had in my life.
He tugs my panties off, tosses them over the side of the bed, and shimmies out of his trousers.
Before he can reach for a condom, I sit up and reach for him, palming him, moving up and down.
“Abbi,” he moans, his head falling back. “Christ, I want you.”
After stroking him three more times, he leans over for the condom, rolls it on, and nestles against me, rubbing up and down my slit as he brushes my hair away from my cheek and smiles down at me.
“You’re sure?”
“So sure.” I kiss his nose. “I’ve never been surer of anything.”
CHAPTER NINE
BRADY
Idon’t have to worry about dying in the arena after being thrown off a pissed-off bull because this woman, right here and right now, is going to kill me. She’s lying on my bed, that beautiful blonde hair falling out of her fancy twist, my earrings sparkling on her ears, her blue eyes shining in the low light of the lamp, and don’t even get me started on her lips.
Those lips, all pink and swollen from my kisses, are parted, and her tongue darts out to lightly lick her lower lip.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Abs.”
She’s soaked where my dick rests against her, and I want to slide in hard and claim her. I want to ruin her for all other men.
But I also don’t want to hurt her.
“Brady,” she breathes, her hand running down my torso.
I lean in and kiss her, unable to resist those pretty pink lips, and move my hips back and forth, slipping through her folds.
But I’m still not where I want to be: buried so deep inside of her that we don’t know where I end and she begins.
“Now,” she whispers against my jawline. “Please.”
I lean up a bit, and her hand slips between us, wrapping around my shaft, and I suck in a breath through my teeth as she guides me to her. Nothing can stop me from inching my way in, a little at a time, watching her face as she takes me so well.
“God, baby, you’re so damn tight.”
She purrs, fucking purrs, and digs her nails into my back, and I know without a doubt that I’m right.
She’s going to end me. Right here, right now.
But what a damn fine way to go.
I take one of her hands in mine, kiss her fingers, and then press it over her head against the bed, holding her there as we find our rhythm, gazes locked. The room is buzzing with energy as we climb, reaching for a climax that’s way closer than I’d intended.
But I can’t hold back with her.
“You’re incredible,” I tell her, dragging my nose against hers.
“No,” she breathes, her voice hitching when I grind against her. “You are.”
I smile and pick up the tempo, and she moans long and low as her walls clench around me, contracting with her climax.
“That’s it, Blue Eyes. Let go. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
I can’t hold back. With a growl of my own, I rock into her while my world shatters around me.
After a moment, when I’ve managed to take a breath and reassure myself that I haven’t actually died by orgasm, I lift my head and smile down at her, releasing her hand. She cups my face and kisses me as we roll to our sides, still linked.
I’m not ready to let go of that incredible connection.
But, finally, Abbi sighs and rolls away, pads into the bathroom, and I also get up to deal with the condom and clean myself up a bit.