Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 126589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Her breath soughed out of her mouth and into his when he lowered her gently down onto his shaft and his lips stretched into a smile of appreciation when she made a broken little sound that landed somewhere between a moan and whimper.
He could get used to that sound. Nah, he could get fucking addicted to it. He could very quickly learn to crave it.
She wriggled slightly as she tried to get properly situated on his invading presence, but all she did was drive him nearly to the brink. His hands went to her hips to still the impatient movement.
Christ, the sensation of his naked shaft pushing into her slick tightness was almost intolerable. It was so overwhelmingly good, it hurt, and Gideon wasn’t even sure he’d be able to complete one thrust without coming like a green school kid.
“I’m fucking serious, Beth,” he panted. “I’m going to leave you behind if you keep moving like that. Give me a second to catch my breath.”
“But I want you inside me,” she whimpered, her eyes welling with frustrated tears. “Please. Now.”
“You’re an impatient little thing, aren’t you?” he muttered breathlessly. “I want that too, babe…just give me a second. Or this will be over before we really get started.”
His voice was low, intense, his words rough and rushed. He sounded as frazzled as he felt. He could understand her frustration, he shared it, but he absolutely knew that the second he moved another inch into her tight channel, he was going to explode. He just needed a moment, needed to find a way to desensitize himself. Think of something unpleasant, or annoying, or distracting.
Shit.
The only person who had the power to negatively distract him to such an extent was currently wedged halfway down his cock.
So that plan was a total fucking wash.
“Hell with it,” he said. “I apologize in advance, this is going to be over in the blink of an eye, but I promise to make it last longer next time.”
Assuming there would be a next time. It’s not like they had the best track record.
He crisscrossed his arms around her back and dragged her down, while he pushed up, going balls deep in one hard thrust.
She cried out. His arms tightened and he buried his face in her chest.
“Did I hurt you?” His strained voice, muffled against her skin, was shaking badly.
Make it last! Make it last!
“No,” she mewled, her hips starting to move. Micro thrusts, while she writhed in his lap. “It feels so good, Gideon.”
“Jesus,” he huffed. “Oh Jesus, Beth…”
She palmed his jaw in both of her hands and lifted his head from her chest to stare into his eyes. Her own gaze was shimmering with tears.
“You called me Beth,” she whispered happily.
Had he? Gideon was astonished to realize that he had and that he’d been doing so for the last few minutes.
“Well,” he said, his voice still trembling. “That’s your name, isn’t it?”
Her smile in that moment had the power to blind the sun, and a mere mortal like Gideon didn’t stand a chance against such preternatural beauty. That gorgeous, sincere, warm smile floored him and with a grunt of utter astonishment, his head fell back and with a single powerful thrust that lifted them both off the couch seat, he came violently. And intensely.
With an abundance that shook him.
For the first time in his life Gideon enjoyed the experience of spilling deeply inside a woman, his hot seed filled her up and overflowed to create a sticky mess where their bodies were snugly joined together.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that her thighs were clamped tightly around his as her inner walls milked his hardness, and he understood that somehow, someway, through no damned doing of his, Beth was coming too. Silently, powerfully, her face tilted toward the ceiling and her eyes screwed shut as she ground against him to prolong the sensations.
It was a long, spectacular orgasm, and Gideon watched in awe as wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her lovely body. He felt it in the ripples of her inner walls that kept his cock semi-stiff while she used it for her pleasure and he saw it in the beautiful contortion of that pretty face. Her orgasm every bit as powerful as his had been.
Eventually, she slumped against him—her internal spasms gentling—finally releasing the cock that she’d had held hostage while she took what she needed from it. Her body relaxed more and more while she melted into his hold. She pressed her cheek against his damp, sweaty chest and snuggled close with a small, satisfied sigh. One of his hands massaged her slender back, while he used his other to pluck her steamed up, askew glasses from her nose.
“Please can I take a nap before we start being shitty to each other again?” she begged, her voice slurring.