Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 130307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
I was a fucking hockey player.
If there was one thing I had, it was stamina in spades.
It didn’t take long for Chloe to become a wild animal. She fucked my face in her desperation to find release, and I gave her the same energy back. My fingers slid in and out, curling, fucking her deep while my tongue worked her clit. I swirled it and latched my mouth onto her, sucking and licking and moaning so she could feel how much I loved to be here, how badly I wanted to make her fly apart.
And fly apart she did.
Her hands shook where they braced her on my shoulders, nails biting into the muscle as she cried out. She bucked her hips and trembled so hard she nearly collapsed, but I held her tight, not letting her back away from my mouth or my fingers as I gave her every last wave of that climax.
She screamed my name and a dozen curse words, shaking and rocking against me. And when she finally found the end, her orgasm receding, her head snapped forward, eyes hooded as they latched onto me.
I pressed a light kiss against her clit, helping her bring her leg off the edge of the tub and right herself as I removed my fingers from inside her.
She shook her head on a sated smile.
Then, she turned, offering me a sensational view of her glistening backside before she lowered into the water. She stayed on her knees, leaning forward, one hand on the edge of the tub and the other holding her steady under water. She looked over her shoulder, her wet hair sticking to her neck and cheeks and lips in rustic strands as she batted her lashes.
And she didn’t even have to ask for what she wanted.
She wiggled that perfect ass side to side, the bottom of it gliding over the water, a beckoning grin on her pink lips.
I inhaled a long groan of a breath as my hands moved to palm her, sliding up and over the slick swells of her ass in admiration. I smacked one cheek and then the other, biting my lip at the resulting wave of each.
With a growl, I moved her forward enough for me to stand. I needed to grab a condom, which was a real fucking inconvenience in this moment.
As I searched for the nearest towel, Chloe’s hand shot out to touch my leg. “Where are you going?”
“Condom,” I managed.
She bit her lip. “What if we…”
Her voice faded, but her eyes finished the question for her.
My heart kicked hard in my chest at the thought of fucking her raw, of taking her without a barrier between us.
I knew this woman’s body inside out. I knew she had a thin little bar on the inside of her left arm where her birth control was implanted. I knew she wasn’t fucking anyone else but me.
That made another rush of adrenaline spike through me, possessiveness a heady drug fogging any other thought.
“You know I’m not with anyone else,” I told her.
“I know.”
“You know I’d never be unsafe with you.”
“I know.”
She pulled at my leg, urging me down, her spine glistening, heart-shaped ass begging me to relent. It was the conversation we needed to have before taking a step like this, to ensure we were being smart, being safe with one another.
But it was also a conversation I never thought we’d have.
She was rooted so deep in me, I knew whether I admitted it or not that I’d never be free of her.
I ignored that reality as I sank back into the warm water. Enough of it had been slopped over the sides of the tub now that her pussy rested just above the waterline.
With a thick swallow, I fisted my cock and pressed my crown against her, sliding between her slick lips as we both moaned and shivered together. When I wedged inside her enough to move my hands, I found purchase on her hips, and slowly drove inside.
I ceased to exist.
Like a black hole had swallowed me up and delivered me inside a new universe altogether, I felt my body bending and warping from the inside out, all my awareness zeroing in on where her pussy hugged my cock for the first time without anything between us.
I hissed and groaned and savored the panting breaths Chloe let free. Her back arched, eyes rolling shut, and when I slid out and back in, deeper, we both cursed.
“Oh my God,” she moaned, and while I was content to stay just like that, fitted together, Chloe slid off my shaft and back down in a slow claim. “Oh my God.”
“You feel fucking remarkable, Chloe,” I managed, my voice so low and gruff I almost didn’t recognize it. It was like every breath was being strangled by the new sensation of having her fully, like every cell of my being was locked onto where we were connected.