Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Caroline and Dune moved as one, their bodies rocking back and forth in perfect harmony. The bed creaked beneath them, and the headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust. Caroline cried out with every motion, relishing in the feel of Dune moving between her legs.
She dug her nails into his back, digging at his flesh. He moaned and pumped harder, faster. She shuddered as pleasure coursed through her body, screaming Dune’s name as she convulsed around him in orgasmic bliss.
Dune followed shortly after, spilling himself inside of her with a guttural cry of pleasure that echoed off the walls. He collapsed on top of her, their sweat mingling together as they laid there panting in post-coital bliss. Dune rolled to his back and brought Caroline with him.
Caroline wrapped her arms around him tightly, not wanting this moment to ever end. She’d never felt so close to someone before—it was both freeing and terrifying all at once. She tried not to think about the end—when she’d leave and maybe never see him again. Caroline in Seaport wasn’t Caroline elsewhere. Her father demanded greatness from her, which she feared she’d never live up to. And she was afraid Dune wouldn’t like who she was when summer was over.
Dune’s chest was smooth and hard beneath her fingertips, his breathing the only sound in the room. Caroline leaned forward, resting her weight on him as she kissed his chest, her lips grazing his pecs. She could feel his heart beating in rhythm with hers, as if they were one.
As Caroline continued to kiss Dune’s chest, she felt a shudder pass through his body, and smiled inwardly, knowing she had this effect on him. She sat up and straddled him, her fingers tracing the contours of his abs. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, and it only added to her own arousal.
Dune’s hands found their way to Caroline’s waist, gripping her tightly. He pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers. Caroline felt her body respond, her own hands running through Dune’s hair. He pulled her to his chest and trailed kisses down her neck, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
She sat back up, wanting to be in charge. His erection pressed into her backside, begging to be inside of her. Dune rose and pulled her close again. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. Caroline arched her back, her body already on the edge of ecstasy.
Caroline rocked against him, creating much needed friction between them. Dune slid his hand between her legs and used his fingers to bring her closer and closer to the edge until she was panting and gasping for breath.
“I want you,” she whispered.
“Again, baby?”
“Always, all the time.”
“I'm all yours,” he told her as he added pressure to her clit. “You can have me whenever you want.”
Caroline rose, gripping Dune’s cock and bringing to her core. She took in every delicious inch of him. She propped her feet up on the mattress and her hands on his chest and began moving up and down. Dune filled her completely, and she moaned with want and need as the movement set off sparks of desire through her body. He cupped one of her breasts with his free hand while she rode him, his thumb brushing against her nipple, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
She rode him faster, harder, as they both grew closer and closer to climax. Dune sat up, buried his face in her hair as he groaned in gratification, and gripped her hips, tighter with each thrust. Caroline could feel herself getting close to the edge too, tingles running all over her body until finally she succumbed to orgasmic bliss.
Caroline screamed out, and they fell back into a heap on the mattress. Both panted for breath as Dune held her in his embrace, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. They laid there for a few moments longer before Caroline got up and went to the bathroom.
When she returned to her bedroom, Dune was fully dressed, even down to his shoes. He wore the same shirt he had on yesterday, and the day before, only this one was clean. The Blue Lobster Adventure shirt was a daily staple for him, as were the khaki cargo shorts he favored. She turned towards the dated clock on the bedside table and saw that it was indeed barely five in the morning. Her heart instantly fell to the floor like a heavy lead weight, knowing that they had to be at work soon.
Dune was a creature of habit, and the early mornings were no exception. He rose before the sun, and since he started staying over, often let her sleep until the sun had risen. Caroline couldn’t pinpoint the ache in her heart, but it was there, bugging her. She wanted to stay in bed with Dune until it was daylight.