Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
My back hit the white duvet cover, I bounced and then I found myself without pants.
My shoes had come off with the force of my pants leaving my body, and before I could do anything, even scream, I found myself flipped over onto my belly, my hips brought to the edge of the bed, and my panties following the same direction as my pants had taken only moments before.
I gasped, and went up on my elbows as I tried to brace myself, but I forgot how to breathe when I felt his lips on the inside of my thighs.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I saw you the first day you were on shift with me,” he growled. “Wanted to taste you. Touch you. Have you. Now I’ve got you in my bed, and I can’t figure out what I want to do first.”
I breathed out shakily.
“To smell your sweet scent with my mouth only inches from your hot,” he ran his tongue up the inside of my thigh. “Sweet,” the other thigh. “Pussy.”
He ran his tongue through the seam of my sex, and I moaned, reaching forward to grab the pillow that was at the top of the bed.
The minute I had it in my hand, I buried my face into it, wondering if I was too loud and if someone would hear.
But then he licked me again, and I felt the rasp of his beard on the inside of my thighs, and I forgot everything but what I was feeling.
The experience of him licking my most private place was almost surreal.
I couldn’t believe this big, broad, sexy beast of a man with the most amazing beard I’d ever seen in my life actually wanted me.
ME! The woman who was always second best. The woman who was often cheated on, who was never really wanted by anyone in the first place.
But when he growled into my pussy, pressing his face even deeper into me while he licked me from behind, I realized something.
This man wanted me, really wanted me.
He wanted my pussy.
And I was giving it to him.
I might regret it in the morning, or might not, but for right now—this man was mine.
And I wanted his cock inside of me.
“Inside, please. I need you inside. Your cock.”
My words were broken and stilted, but it was because I couldn’t figure out how to speak clearly. My brain was mush.
He laughed.
But did he give me what I asked? No. Not exactly.
What he did give me was his fingers along with his mouth.
One hand went to one ass cheek and pulled it, allowing himself more room while the other hand snaked up the outside of my thigh and moved in, one blunt finger trailing along the lips of my sex.
The moment he was poised at my entrance, I shivered in anticipation.
“You want this?”
I nodded, my hair coming loose from my messy bun.
“Yes,” I pleaded. “Please.”
He pressed that finger to my entrance and breached me. Pressing so slowly inside that I had to fight not to push back against him.
But when I tried to do just that, his hand on my ass tightened and he said, “Don’t move. I’m playing.”
I wanted to cry out in frustration, but he didn’t give me the chance.
Why?
Because he went from teasing me to rapid thrusts in a matter of moments.
No longer were his movements slow and taunting.
Now they were fast, hard, amazing.
It was exactly what I needed.
I opened my mouth and bit the pillow I was holding on to, crying out when his tongue went back to my clit.
I cursed and pushed back despite his orders, and bit the pillow to keep my cries of ecstasy inside.
He exhaled over my clit, and it was then I realized that he’d shifted so that now his head was now underneath me, and my hips were pulled away slightly from the bed to allow him room.
When had he done that?
Quickly, he recaptured my attention as he sucked my clit softly into his mouth, giving it a tentatively soft lick.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned.
His hand on my ass pushed up slightly, telling me without words that he wanted me to lift said leg.
And when I did, I was rewarded by his fingers sinking deeper inside of me.
Then they curled, tapping against my G-spot, and I lost all rational thoughts as an orgasm suddenly tore through me so freakin’ fast that I hadn’t even had time to brace.
Stars danced behind my closed eyelids, as wave after wave of elation poured through me.
I grunted as his fingers made one last thrust into me and then collapsed onto the bed, and incidentally onto his face.
It took me a few long seconds to realize what I’d done, but by the time I figured it out he was already wiggling out from under me.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, looking at him over my shoulder as he came to a standing position behind me. “I’m so sorry.”