Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Holden lifted my right ankle and placed it over his shoulder before settling between my legs. His very first touch was a simple flick of his tongue over my clit, and I almost jumped off the bed. It felt like he’d hit a live wire. He smiled up at me before sucking the bud into his mouth, and my hands wound into his messy hair.
“Oh God. Please don’t stop.”
I felt him smile against me. “A bomb could go off, and you wouldn’t be able to stop me. There’s no going back now, sweetheart.” He licked up and down my opening, his magical tongue pushing inside and exploring, then returning to focus on my throbbing clit. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked as one finger slipped inside and began to pump. When he added a second finger, I felt my body start to tremble. All of the muscles in my legs tightened as my orgasm built.
“Oh God,” I gasped. “Holden…”
“Say my name, baby. Say it again.”
He sucked harder, and his fingers thrust faster.
“Holden!” I was already about to come, and I tried to pull back. “Slow down.”
“No fucking way. Come in my mouth, sweetheart. Come all over my face.”
While my head wanted to rein things in and go slow, my body didn’t need to be told twice. I flew over the edge, crying out Holden’s name as he crooked the fingers inside me and hit a spot that made my entire body shake. I’d never had an orgasm explode like fireworks on the Fourth of July before.
After, I collapsed back on the bed, still panting. “Holy shit...”
Holden climbed to his feet and unbuttoned his jeans. “Jesus Christ. I can’t wait to feel that on my cock.”
I heard the zipper go down, denim brush over his legs, and the opening and closing of a drawer somewhere. Yet I was still in a fog, unable to really focus. That is…until Holden’s boxer briefs came off.
I pushed up to my elbows and blinked a few times, making sure I wasn’t seeing things.
“Holy crap, Holden. You’re huge.”
It might’ve been the first time this cocky man looked a little embarrassed. No wonder he was always so popular with women. Between what he looked like, that talented tongue, and the thick erection bobbing against his abdomen, it felt like I’d died and gone to sex-god heaven. And if the tatted and muscular package weren’t enough, the way his beautiful, blue eyes looked at me so intensely stole the remaining air from my lungs. I’d never felt so wanted or desired.
“God, Holden. You really are perfect.”
He shook his head. “I’m far from that, but I am going to make you feel like you’ve never felt before.”
The scary part was, I already did. And it wasn’t because he’d given me an earth-shattering orgasm; it was the way he made me feel inside—more alive than I’d ever been.
Holden scooped me from the edge of the bed and set me down in the center before he climbed on himself. He straddled me, one knee on either side of my hips, and used his teeth to tear open the condom wrapper before rolling it on.
I’d thought things were going to continue at the same frenzied pace they had been, but Holden didn’t rush this time. He lowered himself onto me, weaved our fingers together, and pulled my hands up and over my head before taking my mouth in a sweet kiss. When his tongue dipped inside, I could taste myself, and it wasn’t lost on me that Warren had always gone to the bathroom to brush his teeth after oral sex. This way was so much more erotic and intimate. Of course, Holden also really knew how to kiss; his touch was confident, with just the right amount of aggressiveness.
After a while, Holden pulled back to look into my eyes as he pushed inside me. The veins in his neck bulged as he eased in and out.
“Fuck. You’re so wet and tight. If you don’t relax a little, this is going to be really embarrassing for me.”
Considering I’d been in a state of nirvana since his first touch, I didn’t think that was possible, but I tried. It helped when Holden took my mouth again. His kisses were like drugs—they made me forget where I was and everything going on in the world around me. Not to mention, I was reasonably certain they were as addictive as the hardcore stuff.
When Holden pulled back the next time, he smiled. “I didn’t think it was possible for me to think you were any more beautiful, but the way you look when I’m inside you is easily the most incredible thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.” His face grew serious. “I want to watch you come.”
Holden was hard as a rock and rubbing along a spot that made my eyes roll into the back of my head. So he wasn’t going to have to wait very long to get what he wanted. Especially once he started to move faster. His gentle thrusts grew more intense, and he rooted deeper with each plunge down. But he never broke our gaze. The way he stared into my eyes made me question if I knew what the hell I was doing, yet it also made me question how the hell I’d accepted anything less than this feeling before.