Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
He loves us.
“She’s spending the night with Tilly.” And then it hits me… “I was supposed to go over there for coffee and dinner since you were working tonight.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” he growls, pulling his phone out and typing something. A second later, it dings, and he responds, then chucks it to the side. “Done. It’s just you and me.”
The thought has my sex clenching in anticipation.
“What about Sara?”
“I told her we’ll come over for lunch…tomorrow.”
He bends down and kisses me passionately for several seconds before breaking the kiss and working his way down my body.
With every love bite, every lick, and every kiss, my body tightens in anticipation of what’s to come. When Pierce reaches my belly, he undoes the button of my jeans and trails kisses downward as he pulls the zipper down. Once my pants are off, he presses a soft kiss to my panty-clad mound then sucks in a sharp breath.
“Fuck, baby. You smell so good. I bet you taste just as good.”
I groan at his dirty talk and squirm, loving the way he says whatever’s on his mind. “Feel free to find out,” I say, lifting my lower body slightly.
His head pops up, his molten gaze meeting mine. “You want me to taste your pussy, sweetheart?” he asks, wetting his lips and then sucking the bottom lip into his mouth.
“Yes,” I choke out, desperate for his mouth to be on me.
“Yes, what?” he goads.
“I want you to eat my pussy.”
His eyes light up, and a sexy smirk quirks at the corner of his mouth, causing the left dimple that I love to make an appearance. “Your wish is my command.”
Swiftly tugging my panties down my legs, he spreads my thighs and licks up my center. “Fuck, yes,” he murmurs before licking me again, this time making sure to hit my clit.
I don’t realize how intently I’m staring until he looks up at me, licks his lips, and says, “That’s right, baby. Watch me make you come.”
He slides a couple of fingers slowly inside me. Then, without his gaze leaving mine, he reaches up and pinches my nipple, sending shocks of pleasure through my body. He does it again, this time harder, and my back arches off the bed as I cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“Holy shit,” he purrs. “You’re soaking my fingers, and I haven’t even gotten started yet.”
He hasn’t even gotten started yet?
Before I can ask him what the hell he’s talking about, he pushes his fingers deeper into me in tandem with his tongue as it hits my pussy. The pleasure is so unexpected and intense that I damn near see stars. With strong, intentional strokes to my clit, it’s clear he’s hell-bent on doing just as I asked of him—making me come.
He adds another finger, and while he might only be getting started, I’m about to end this right—
“Not yet,” he demands, lifting me up like I weigh nothing and flipping me onto my hands and knees. He gives my ass a smack that has me groaning. Then he grips my cheeks, lifting my bottom half into the air and spreading me so he can continue devouring me from behind. I’ve never had a guy so intimately close to that area, but the way his wet tongue hits my clit as he plunges several fingers into me, forces me to focus solely on my pleasure.
It only takes a few more strokes of his tongue and fingers before I shatter around him, coming harder than I’ve ever come in my life. I know I’ve said that before, but holy shit, it’s like every time I’m with him is better than the last. More intimate, more intense.
I’m still riding the waves of my orgasm when I feel the head of his cock push into me. I haven’t seen it—aside from under the covers when I gave him head where it was too dark to get a good look—though from the way it’s stretching me, I know it’s long and thick, and the way it’s rubbing my insides has my body begging for a release all over again.
“Oh God,” I pant as he bottoms out in me. “Fuck me, Pierce. Please, fuck me.” I don’t know what’s come over me, but I need him to move, to make me feel good.
He reaches around and massages my breasts, and I assume he’s going to fuck me in this position. But then he tightens his hold on my body and pulls up, so my back is flush against his chest, with his cock hitting me even deeper at this angle.
“I’m never going to last,” he confesses into my ear. “So, you’ll need to come soon because I’m not coming until you do.”
Oh, shit. “Pierce, I can’t.” I shake my head, having never had more than one orgasm at a time.