Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
“Then let me in.”
I frown. “I want to.”
“But?”
“But . . . I can’t.” I wouldn’t want to burden her with my secrets. “I’m fucked up.”
“Pot meet kettle. If you’re fucked up, what does that make me?”
I turn to face her. “Perfect.”
Her hand reaches up and twirls a lock of hair. “I’m hardly perfect.”
“To me, you are. You’re a perfect sunshine on a dark day.”
A soft smile plays across her face. “I thought I was Hellfire.”
That makes me laugh. “You’re that too.”
“Then why can’t we?” She puffs out her chest, a deliberate move to keep me from thinking straight.
It almost works. “I already told you—”
“My father . . .” She huffs. “Who cares about him? Not me.”
“I do,” I say. I want to tell her about my relationship with him, but something tells me it wouldn’t go over well right now, and to be honest, I’m so goddamn tired of pushing her away. I don’t want to now.
She leans into me. “He doesn’t have to know . . .”
I’m not sure if I’m just not in the right state of mind. Maybe it’s the booze, or perhaps it’s just her . . . maybe she’s cast a spell on me, but I can’t object.
I don’t want to.
I’m not ready to let her go, so I won’t.
Under the moonlight, she looks ethereal. A goddess sent down from heaven to tempt me, and fuck it, I’ll let her.
I cross the small amount of space that separates us until our lips are only an inch apart.
She exhales, and I inhale her. I lift my hand and run the pad of my thumb against her jaw until I lift her gaze to meet mine. All I see is want.
She licks her lips, and my eyes drop to watch. Her lips are full and plump, waiting to be kissed.
I cup her face and decide to give us both what we want.
At first, when our mouths touch, it’s slow and soft, but then I deepen it. I kiss her faster, harder, and rougher.
I need her to know how desperate I am for her. To be inside her again.
I know our time together is fleeting. No way can this last, so it makes me want to enjoy every second I have with her.
She pulls away from me, and our gazes meet. “I want you.” Her words tickle my lips.
“I want you, too.”
Her hand drops to my pants, and the sound of my zipper lowering echoes through the air.
I look around, making sure we are still alone, and when we are, I lift my hips, allowing her to free me from the confines of my pants.
In the distance, I can hear a car honk. I know this is risky, and we shouldn’t do this here. But once her hand wraps around my shaft, all objections die on my tongue.
All logic is gone.
My need for her outweighs everything. “Get on top of me.”
She moves to stand and slowly kicks off her panties. Then, with her skirt as our only coverage, she straddles my lap. Leaning forward, I trail my lips down her neck and across her collarbone.
I lift one of her breasts out of her top and suck her nipple into my mouth. She squirms against me.
“More.”
I pull back on a pop. “You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Rub me against your pussy. Get me nice and wet.”
She lifts, and I feel her damp skin against the sensitive crown as her essence coats me. “Put me inside you. Fuck my cock, Hellfire.”
She moves an inch, and her walls give way as I enter her. She’s too fucking tight. I bite my lip to stop the moan from escaping as I slowly fill her.
I lift my hips until she’s all the way seated on me.
“Pull your skirt back. I want to see you taking my cock.”
She moves her hands, pulling the material back, and when she does, my dick jerks at the sight in front of me.
Her pussy tight around me.
She rocks backward, and it feels so good, but it’s not enough.
Placing my hands on her hips, I lift her almost off me, my cock dragging through her wet skin, and then I pull her down, thrusting all the way back inside.
The view is fantastic.
Watching my dick covered in her juices has me working my hands faster. As I pull her off, I groan in satisfaction, and when I thrust back in, she does.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I say, observing as my cock sinks back inside her.
I could watch us all day.
She tightens around me, and her breathing gets choppy. She’s almost there.
“Touch yourself,” I groan. “Make yourself come on my cock.”
She follows my orders to perfection, reaching out and rubbing at her clit.
I watch as she works. Rubbing furiously.
A tingling feeling spreads across my body as her walls grip me.
“Just like that, Hellfire.” Her fingers move faster, and then her whole body spasms around me. I thrust up once more and follow her over the edge, my dick jerking inside her as I coat her walls with my come.