Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“You won’t.” Her internal muscles flexed around his dick. “I may hurt you if you don’t move though.”
He gave her a grin and kissed the tip of her nose. “Whatever my lady wishes.”
And he moved. In and out. Long and slow. His deep strokes only thickened the flames in his blood. He wanted desperately to fuck her hard, but he refused. He loved how she looked in his arms, against the kitchen counter, breasts thrust out, her head dipped back as little panting mewls and gasps fell from parted lips.
Her thick lashes almost hid her eyes from him, but he could still see all that desire in there swirling for him. Slipping his hand between them, he found her clit and manipulated it with his thumb. She did that fucking sexy thing of capturing her lower lip with her teeth once more as her nose flared as she came with a rush. Her cream coated his cock and he wasn’t sure how much longer he was going to last.
Davin adjusted them so she laid back on the counter and held her hips at the angle he wanted. Her legs were locked around his waist but he could watch easily as his pale cock slipped into her dark pussy. Fucking stunning. He sucked his thumb before putting it back to her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head and he smirked.
It lasted all of two seconds until she rippled her pussy around him. Then she opened her eyes and gave him a sassy grin.
“Let go, Davin. Please. I promise I won’t break.”
Her fingers held his wrist and as she lay there, exposed all for him, his cock buried to the hilt in her, all he could think of was how she belonged to him. His mark at her neck would be visible for a bit, and he liked that.
Davin Bly took her at her word and fucked her like he’d wanted to since he first laid eyes on her.
Chapter 5
I think he broke me.
Neha couldn’t bring herself to move. She’d never had anyone make love, or fuck her in such a complete and thorough way. Blissfully lethargic, she continued lying in her bed, wrapped up in Davin’s strong arms.
“What are you thinking about so hard?”
His low voice only stoked the embers of desire within her. Despite her exhaustion and soreness, all it took was that low drawl and her pussy wanted more. So did she. All over. Him. touching, licking, nibbling and more.
“That I lied.”
She thought he would tense. He did no such thing, he barely moved, other than to shift his fingers along her arm where he held her.
“About?”
“How I said I wouldn’t break.”
He chuckled, his chest moving and she lifted her gaze to find his amused gaze watching her. “You broke me just as much, Neha.”
“That snake poking me says otherwise.”
The blue hue of his eyes deepened as he ran his hand down her figure to her leg. Cupping the back of her leg, he lifted it enough to rest up on his hip, then he swiveled his hips and was filling her once more.
“Shit yes,” she hissed, lids fluttering as he pushed inside her sore pussy. Didn’t matter, she wanted him as much and as often as she could have him.
“As wet as you are, baby. I don’t think I broke you just yet.” He lowered his head and claimed her mouth as he moved within her.
Neha allowed her eyes to drift shut. All that mattered to her right now as the two of them. She could deal with anything else later.
They didn’t leave the bed for another three hours. The sun had begun to set and she stood at her window, rubbing the back of her neck. Davin had taken a shower. She turned from the glass and reached for the sheets to pull them off.
“Why would you do that? You know they’re just going to get dirty again.”
She looked up to see him standing in the doorway those jeans riding low on lean hips. His chest still a bit damp from the shower. It wasn’t fucking fair how hot he was. It was like the actor who played the British SBS operative from Strike Back had stepped off the screen and into her bedroom.
Neha shook her head and tried to remain focused on what he was talking about. She had nothing.
“What?”
There was no way to ignore that she sounded like a fucking moron.
Those firm lips of his kicked up in a sexy as sin smile. He prowled toward her and she locked her gaze on his groin before struggling to pull her stare back to his face. Admittedly, she got sidetracked at his chest as well.
Davin leaned into her, pressing her back onto the bed she was about to strip. Dipping his head, he kissed her and she forgot everything.