Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 95340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
"Yeah, there is.” My voice is barely above a whisper and I hope that he can hear me because all I can think about right now is his touch.
It feels amazing.
Feels better when his hands dip lower, running over my ass, thumb flirting with my butt crack and I tip my neck forward, head lulling.
Flutters of excitement bubble in my chest; we’re both naked, yet strangely liberated in each other's presence, comfortable despite being stripped down to nothing.
I spy a bar of soap on a ledge and take it.
With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I turn back toward Brodie, the soap slipping from my grasp.
"Oops,” I demure. “Looks like I dropped something.”
His gaze lingers on me with an intensity that send shivers down my spine, before dropping his gaze down at the soap on the ground. Up into my eyes.
And then without a word, he closes the few inches that were between us, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. Almost primal, one of his giant paws on each side of my face as water runs down our bodies; between us, above us, at our feet.
Then,
He moves his hands.
They roam down, tracing my curves, palms cupping my boobs, thumbs toying with my nipples until they’re hard little pebbles straining for more of his touch.
God this feels erotic.
It’s a shower.
Why have I never done this with anyone before, it’s literally so fucking hot and not just because of the water temperature.
I moan against his lips, one hand tangling in his hair as I pull him closer, desperate for more.
The water pounds against us the way I want him to pound into me, a relentless rhythm.
I rub my boobs against him.
My toe hits the bar of soap that I let slip through my fingers, reminding me that I dropped it for a reason...
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
BRODIE
Lizzy is going down on her knees.
What’s she…
“I dropped that soap.”
She had dropped the soap and she’s ending our kiss so she can pick it up off the ground?
That makes no…
She sinks to her knees before me, water cascading over her gorgeous, glistening skin. We’re wet everywhere and her skin looks as if it were covered in diamonds, tits and stomach and legs slick and wet.
I want to go down on her in the worst way but she doesn’t give me the chance, down on her knees, clearly not there to fetch the soap.
Fuck the soap.
Fuck the fucking soap…
My breath hitches when her fingers trail along the length of my body with a featherlight touch that I can barely feel but can see as I look down my body, gaping at the sight of her kneeling there about to take my dick in her mouth.
Fuck the soap.
I swallow hard, pulse racing as I watch her pouty lips hovering just inches from my throbbing cock. It’s hard as a rock now, anticipation coursing through its main vein and is almost unbearable, a relentless ache as I wait with bated breath for her next move.
She teases me, water hitting her face.
It doesn’t seem to bother her if she notices at all, one hand gripping my shaft as the other works my balls, priming me.
All I’ve ever wanted this afternoon was for my dick to be in her throat and God has sent me an angel.
I tip my head back as electricity courses through my veins, thighs threatening to tremble.
The steam envelops us in a haze, keeping both our bodies warm since my single shower head can’t possible spray water onto us both at the same time.
The sight of her on her knees may have me coming in seconds…
Intoxicating is what it is.
Those big, doe eyes of her looking up at me.
And then she takes me in her mouth, her tongue tracing maddening circles around the sensitive tip.
A low groan escapes my throat, my hands tangling in her hair as I surrender to the exquisite sensation.
Each flick of her tongue…each gentle suck… sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, threatening to overwhelm my senses completely. I want to drop to my knees and worship her pussy but I’m too weak to do anything but brace a hand against the tile for support.
God her throat is warm.
So warm.
I bet her pussy is even warmer…
I squeeze my eyes shut, envisioning fucking her in all the ways I’ve wanted to but haven’t let myself. Envision her bare tits—those beautiful, sexy tits of hers. My mouth sucking on them, playing with them, mouth sucking on her clit.
I remember how good she tastes.
Wonder how it would feel to unload inside her…
Oh fuck…
Oh fuck…
“F-fuck Lizzy, stop, I’m gonna come.”
I don’t want to jizz in her mouth although I’ve done it before, her mouth working me double time, hands playing with my balls until I swear to fucking god my eyes roll back into my skull, legs trembling from the desire.