Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
It gives me a glimpse of the man really beneath that hard exterior. For a moment I question what I’m doing. How crazy this all is. I’m in a room with a man I don’t know and he’s going at me like he’s starving to have me.
For the first time I feel sexy. Wanted. Still an inner battle rises in my brain, but the moment he falls to his knees in front of me and pushes up my dress, all thoughts of this not being a good idea leave my mind.
“Bet you’re just as soft and sweet here, too, aren't you?” he asks. I glance down at him. He brings one of my legs to rest over his shoulder. I have to use one hand to brace myself on the handle of the door I’m pressed up against.
“I don’t know,” I whisper in truth. No one has ever told me I’m soft and sweet. Though no one has ever done what he’s doing to me to find out. He leans in, taking a long lick of me. I moan. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
“You are.” His words are gritted out. I’m not sure if he’s pissed about this or not. It doesn't matter, though, because he is on me, his face diving between my legs as he licks and sucks at me. My other hand goes to his thick, short dark hair. I dig my fingers in, needing to brace myself for the orgasm that is pushing down on me quickly.
True to form, he takes what he wants and it’s clear he wants my orgasm as badly as I do. He sucks at my clit, making my whole body jerk. I cry out his name, my eyes closing tight. The sensation is too much and every part of me tingles as I explode.
I don’t know how long I lie there enjoying the aftermath of what happened. When I open my eyes I almost swear I’ll be in my bedroom waking from a dream, but I don’t see my pale gray walls that greet me each morning.
I see the man who took me to a place I’d never been. His eyes bore into mine. It’s then I realize I’ve been moved. I’m on a sofa of some kind. I was so out of it I hadn't felt him move me.
He leans down, his mouth brushing against mine, softly and sweetly. Slow and unrushed. So tender it makes my heart clench in my chest. Is this what love is like?
“See? Sweet,” he tells me. I lick my lips, tasting myself and him. I reach up and touch his face, running my finger along the scar on his jaw. He closes his eyes for a moment as he leans in to my touch. Once again, he looks like he’s starving for my affection. I don’t know why, but it pulls at something deep inside of me. I want to be closer to this man I don’t even know. Maybe that’s all this is. A stolen moment. A night I’ll think back on that will make me smile or…ache. Either way I’m not stopping now.
“You looked like an angel. I spotted you across the room and I couldn't stay away.”
“An angel?” I smile.
“Yeah, a snow angel.” People have told me before I remind them of Snow White because of my fair skin and green eyes that are such a contrast with the darkness of my hair. But no one ever said snow angel. I don’t know why I like that more, but I do. Maybe because it fits better. My name is Winter, after all.
I let out a small gasp when I feel him press inside of me. I’d been so lost in everything I hadn't realized how far we’d come. He’s big, but I spread my legs wider, wanting him deeper inside me. I need to deepen this connection between us.
I let out a whimper the moment he pushes through my virginity. He looks shocked, but I don’t want him to stop so I pull his mouth down onto mine and kiss him. Who wants to explain being a virgin at my age? I don’t, not right now. I want to enjoy this moment.
He doesn't need the added encouragement. When his mouth meets mine, he kisses me deeply as he starts to move in and out of me. I moan into his mouth, another orgasm building. This one is different from the last. It’s coming from somewhere deeper inside of me.
“You gotta cum for me, angel. I can’t last.” His words come out strangled. Almost pained. “So fucking soft and tight. I can’t.” The look on his face is my undoing. I cum hard. My nails dig into his back as I feel his release deep inside of me. It’s warm and feels so right. I cling to him, not wanting to let go. I know this moment is going to be over too soon. He trails kisses up and down my neck as I lie with my eyes closed soaking it all in. I want to remember every moment of this.