Total pages in book: 227
Estimated words: 220940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1105(@200wpm)___ 884(@250wpm)___ 736(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 220940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1105(@200wpm)___ 884(@250wpm)___ 736(@300wpm)
She moves fast to catch my lips. “I want you,” she murmurs urgently, cupping me over my hardness. And clearly, I want her too. But I am not putting myself inside her without protection until I’ve got the okay from Doc. Period.
I take her hand and remove it. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“It’s been seven days.”
Fuck. “I think we should hold off one more day.” I need to distract her. “To be certain.” I start to strip down, her attention acute as I build a pile of clothes next to me until I’m naked, reveling in her awe. “Your turn.” I lower to the edge of the tub as her eyes dart to mine in question. “Take your clothes off.” I spread my thighs, feeling the engorged, pulsing head of my cock dripping with need. I circle myself at the root, inhaling. Pearl’s eyes fall to my lap, her breath lost on an audible, sharp hitch. I am not going to need much friction, my dick already locked and loaded. I draw my fist up my shaft, taking my spare hand to the edge of the bath for support, and she watches, engrossed. “Pearl.” I strain her name, gritting my teeth before I draw back down. She reaches for the bottom of her dress and pulls it up over her head. And my eyes cross at the sight of her curves, her breasts bulging against the lace material of her bra. I draw back up. Breathe in. Eyes fixed on her chest as she reaches behind her and unhooks the catch. Her bra falls into the crook of her arms, and I look at her as she blows a strand of hair from her face. Bites her lip.
“Oh, you know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?” Killing me fucking gently. “Drop it.” I start a slow thrust of my fist, up and down, the rate manageable. But not for long. Her bra hits the floor. “Jesus.” I squeeze myself, holding back my release, and stand, taking a few breathes to find my control again. I’m sweating. Reaching for her nape, I pull her close and swap my hand for hers, staring down at her. “Slow,” I order, starting to guide her hand up and down as I trace the edge of her panties. Her green eyes explode with anticipation. When she’s got her rhythm over my cock, I leave her to work alone, holding the back of her head, tilting it, absorbing the lust emblazoned all over her face. I push a finger past the seam of her panties, and her rhythm falters for a second before she finds it again. “Concentrate,” I whisper, making her blink rapidly before closing her eyes. I watch her face in fascination as I push a finger into her sex, the soft, warm, spongy vessel throbbing around me. Her lips part, her hand starting to shake as she strokes my raging hard-on. I add my thumb to her clit and she croaks her despair, starting to shake before me.
“Brad, stop.”
I stop.
“No, don’t stop,” she yells, squeezing my dick a little too aggressively.
I smile, fisting her hair, introducing another finger. Her eyes pop open, and I watch as she fights to keep them on me, my massaging thumb slipping beautifully around her swollen nub of screaming nerves. “Easy,” I whisper as her face twists, her hand becoming clumsy as she tries to concentrate on me and herself. Her nails drag down my chest, my teeth gritting to sustain the pain, her face too beautiful to stop this. “Are you coming, my love?”
“Oh God.” She collapses forward, forcing me to pull her back out by her hair. She looks high on ecstasy, her head dropped back, her hand on my shaft beginning to hurt more than pleasure me. I knock it away, walk her to a wall to hold her up, and take over myself. Her eyes snap open, her hands grabbing my biceps. I hiss, and she quickly releases her clench around my wound. I feel beads of sweat start to trickle down my temple as I work us both to the finish line, my jaw beginning to ache. One Pearl becomes two, and in a moment of pure euphoria, I hear only her pants, see only the glint in her green eyes, feel only the intense sensations rippling through my body.
Everything else disappears.
I come all over her stomach as she comes all over my hand, we both cry out, and I collapse forward, squeezing myself, hissing at the intensity as she grips and releases my fingers, gasping for breath. Fuck. “Okay?” I wheeze, my eyes on the floor. I slowly pull my fingers out of her pussy and her panties, and pull my head back to look at her. This look on Pearl? Incredible.
“My legs feel wobbly.”