Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
God, I never knew it would feel this way.
My nails dig into his shoulders as I try to pull him closer. I want to fuse our bodies together, imprint him in my skin so I never forget how perfect this moment feels. How incredible he is. How much I love him. And God, I do love him. So much it terrifies me. If I lose him now, it'll destroy me.
"Dios. You feel so goddamn good," he whispers, breaking away from my lips. His forehead touches mine, his eyes boring into me as he continues to hold himself still, letting me get used to the feel of him inside me. "Are you okay?"
"Perfect," I promise.
He starts to move, sliding himself out before slowly pushing back inside.
I gasp his name, stunned at how good it feels.
"I know," he murmurs. "I feel it too, Faith. God, what you do to me." He circles his hips, grinding his pelvis against my clit before he pulls out in a slow glide. His head kicks back when he pumps back inside me, groaning my name. "I've never wanted anything the way I want you. Dios, Faith. Te adoro. Eres mi ángel. Mi conejita. Mi mundo." He drags my leg higher up his hip. "I adore you. You're my angel. My little bunny. My world."
I claw down his back, crying out as he picks up speed, pumping in and out of me faster. Every time he's all the way inside, he circles his hips, grinding against my clit in a way that makes my entire body react. Sweat breaks out on my skin, my head falling back against the pillows as I writhe beneath him.
He rains kisses across my face and throat, scatters them across my shoulders. Sweet words leave his lips in an endless flood as he fucks me deeper, harder, until I'm wrecked beneath him, sobbing his name again and again.
Even then, he doesn't stop, he just picks me up in his arms, settling back on his calves as my legs wrap instinctively around his waist. He guides me up and down his length, one hand tangled up in my hair. He lavishes attention on my breasts, moving from one to the other and then back again.
Every time he sinks his teeth into me, I cry out his name.
"I need you to come, angel," he groans, burying his face in my throat.
"Please," I beg, digging my heels into his ass and my fingers into his shoulders. I push away from him and then slide back down, too desperate for more to feel shame as I chase the powerful jolts of pleasure shooting through me. His length hits that place inside that makes my head loll on my shoulders. Pure ecstasy spirals higher, leaving me dazed and breathless.
"That's it," he growls when I rock against him again, greedy for more. "Take what you need from me, Faith. Use me. Fuck, I'm so hard for you it hurts."
His fingers dig into my hips, squeezing as I move on him, pulling back until he's on the verge of slipping from my body and then dropping back down on him. His heavy balls smack against my ass each time.
The tangle of bliss rippling out from deep in my womb shrinks in on itself, sensation coiling tighter and tighter until each roll of my hips against his sends pleasure striking through me like a gong. I'm helpless to do anything except chase the thrill, using his body to get myself off.
"God, you look good fucking yourself with my cock. Don't stop," he pants, bucking his hips against mine each time I drop down on him. "Anything you want, it's yours. My body belongs to you now. This cock is yours. Take it, Faith. Fuck. Take it all from me."
He slips one hand between us, his thumb pressing against my clit.
I detonate, exploding like a bomb blast. I scream his name, coming apart at the seams. My hips buck wildly against him, pleasure raining down on me from every direction. It feels so good. God, I never want it to stop.
"Don't stop, don't stop," I chant over and over, unable to halt the flow of words as I writhe and shake my way through it, no more capable of stopping than I was of not falling for him.
His hands tighten on me as he takes over, bouncing me up and down on him at a punishing pace. He cries out, locking his hands around my hips so hard I know I'll have his fingerprints in my skin.
"It feels so good, Octavio. I didn't know," I gasp, my head falling back on my shoulders. "Oh God. You're so deep. I feel you everywhere. Please, don't ever stop."
The last shred of his control snaps as I babble, unable to stop the flow of words leaving my lips as I try to explain to him how I feel in this moment. He takes me hard, pumping into me so furiously the bed shakes beneath us, banging against the wall.