Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Steele hovered over the silky curls between her legs. She watched his nostrils flare as he inhaled deeply to savor her essence. The animalistic act carved itself into her mind. The passion etched on his face revealed how arousing he found her scent. Her embarrassment evaporated as he tugged her hips to the edge of the bed before lowering his lips to tease her.
Ivy shifted her thighs apart in a silent plea for him to taste her. Steele glided the tip of his tongue down the cleft of her pussy. His “mmm” of appreciation at her flavor deepened her desire, and she yielded without reservation when he pressed her thighs farther apart and sat back to study her.
“Damn, Ivy. You’re beautiful.” Each second he gazed at her built the anticipation of his next kiss.
When he finally lowered his mouth to her, Ivy trembled as sensations cascaded over her body. Steele explored her pink folds with his lips and tongue. When he sucked her clitoris into his mouth, a keening wail of delight seeped from her lips. When he pulled his mouth backward, maintaining the suction, those feelings magnified, becoming almost too much until he released her with a pop of suction.
Hovering on the edge of an orgasm, she protested and tried to raise her hips to chase it. Steele’s hands tightened over her thighs, pinning her hips to the bed as he devoured her. She understood immediately that he was in control. Not her.
He thrust two callused fingers into her tight channel and she screamed as an orgasm crashed over her. When she thrashed her head to one side, he released one thigh and firmly gripped her throat below her jaw to hold her steady. The primal hold pushed her arousal higher than she’d ever flown before as he continued to devour her. When the sensations overwhelmed her, Ivy screamed with pleasure, the sound echoing in the room.
“Little girl,” he groaned, rising to his knees between her legs. He pressed a wet kiss against her stomach. “Stay.”
Ivy didn’t move a fraction of an inch as she watched him reach for a sealed box, unseal it, and rip the packet open with his teeth. When he pulled out the protection, she giggled at the sight of the neon yellow rubber.
He winked at her. “Safety first, Little girl.”
Laughter tumbled from her lips. How many sides were there to her Daddy? The vision of him gripping his thick shaft to roll the condom onto his cock wiped humor away from her mind, and Ivy bit her lip. Could she take him?
“It’s okay, Ivy girl. Trust me?” he asked, holding her gaze.
“Yes,” she squeaked.
“Good girl.”
Steele rubbed his hands down her thighs and lifted one thigh over his shoulder. Fitting the broad head of his cock against her opening, he pushed forward gently, leaning forward to collar her throat once again to hold her head steady as his shaft stretched her. The pressure was breathtaking.
Tentatively, she tried to shift her head, and his hand tightened, warning her. He was totally in control. Being frightened didn’t enter her mind, Ivy was so turned on. She sucked in a breath as Steele filled her. The pressure built inside her. Could she take all of him?
Steele tightened his hand around her throat, interrupting her anxious thoughts. Her body reacted to his dominance, relaxing her muscles around him. His gaze held hers captive, not allowing her to look away. So intimate, she felt he could see into her soul. Without warning, Steele surged forward, filling her completely. He paused for a moment to allow her to catch her breath.
“Move, damn it!” she demanded, unwilling to wait for the pleasure she knew awaited.
“Language, Little girl,” he reprimanded sternly before granting her wish.
Taking care not to rock her too abruptly, Steele pressed into her body over and over. A sheen of perspiration glistened on his skin as he held himself under rigid control. Even as their bodies moved together, building the sensations inside her, Steele controlled her movements as he targeted the sensitive areas he’d discovered.
Tracing the muscles of his chest and abdomen, Ivy stared at his masculine beauty—the scars scattered here and there added menace to his look. Steele could snap her in half with his brutal strength. More turned on than ever before, Ivy caressed his hard body to return the delicious caresses he lavished on her.
Steele’s skill pushed her into climaxes that blended together until she could do nothing other than feel. His fingers tightened on her throat and he quickened his thrusts. A climax burst over her and she contracted around his shaft, drawing a low groan from his lips and a surge forward as he emptied himself inside the condom.
A slow smile spread across her face as he draped himself over her. His hand still firmly supported her neck to protect her head. Ivy loved feeling his heartbeat against her chest. The attraction between them was compelling and fierce. She loved it.