Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
She squeezes some more, her soft belly shuddering with her release. I ease my fingers out and kiss her inner thigh. Her face is flushed, her hair wild around her head.
“You’re beautiful when you come.”
She laughs and blinks at me like she can’t believe what just happened.
I finish kicking off my clothes, find a condom, and climb over her. “Now I want to see what you look like when you come all over my dick.”
Chapter Four
Sophie
I wake to find a man sleeping next to me. A very hot man.
I can’t believe Joey spent the night. I really thought he’d be more of the “hit and run” type. He seems like a player.
I drink in the sight of him. He’s a completely foreign presence in my bed. His chiseled features aren’t softened by sleep—the jaw and nose are still strong, the lips a soft, inviting counterpoint. He sleeps on top of the sheets in his boxer briefs, and his body is like that of a prize fighter—all muscle.
All I can think is: Joey LaTorre is a real man. That doesn’t mean I’m going to get involved with him. But damn, since I’ve agreed to two more dates with him, I might as well make the most of it.
He is so worth a torrid fling.
I spent all my dating years avoiding men like him, men like my dad—aggressive men. Cocky, self-assured, macho men. Alpha men. Now I realize, it may have been at the cost of satisfying sex. Because I just had the best orgasms of my life. It’s not just his technique, it’s everything about him—the toxic masculinity, the powerful persona.
I’m surprised he stayed. Really surprised.
It’s not like it was that late or he’d had a drink. Maybe he just fell asleep like I did. But no, he’d put his boxers back on.
Weird.
I don’t mind seeing him in my bed, though. His body is truly a thing of beauty. Looking at it brings on a fresh surge of lust. What is it with this guy? I’ve never been this horny in my life. Well, one more round with LaTorre before cutting him loose would not be the worst thing. Placing my hand on his washboard abs, I slide it lower, slipping it into his briefs.
His cock surges to attention at my touch, hardening and lengthening immediately. He lets out a soft groan and opens his eyes, resting his hands under his head. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” I crawl lower. He spreads his legs wide to allow me to settle between them on my knees. Freeing his cock from his briefs, I run my tongue over its head, enjoying the way it lengthens and bobs for me.
He makes a low growl of approval which goes straight to my nipples, making them stand up at attention.
I drag my tongue from base to tip, then lap the glistening drop that emerges. “Is this why you stayed?”
“I stayed because I didn’t want you to think it was a one-night stand kinda thing...oh God!” he pants.
He didn’t want me to think it was a one-night stand.
I’m having a hard time processing that information. Surely Joey’s not after more than sex. We hardly know each other, other than our shared connection to the mob. I continue swirling my tongue around the head of his cock.
“Because it’s not,” he manages to say. “I’m totally serious about dating you.”
Still not processing. None of this computes.
I hold the base of his cock and slowly slide my mouth all the way down, sucking hard on the outstrokes. I continue, enjoying when his hips begin to undulate, his thighs tremble, and I hear his breath grow ragged. I tease him, toying with just the head of his cock while the rest of it cools in the air, then taking the entire length as far down my throat as I can.
The taste of pre-cum excites me, turning into a viscous solution in my mouth, slicking the way. I tease his balls with one hand, holding firmly to the base of his cock with the other while increasing the tempo of my strokes in response to his gasps. He groans, gripping the back of my head with his hand and guiding me faster, his thighs tightening and jerking until he comes with a howl into my mouth.
I swallow and pop off, satisfied with myself, grinning as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Oh my God.” He lunges forward to catch me up in his arms and pull me down on top of him, wrapped in a grateful embrace. “That was out of this world.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. Everyone knows Catholic girls give the best blowjobs, but you just blew the rest out of the water.”
I groan at his joke and wriggle my hips over his cock, turned on at the pleasure I gave him. He grips my ass and squeezes. “Do you need to come, bella?”