Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Even better.” Clearly loving the praise, he kissed me again, intensity ramping up as he delved deeper and lingered more. I let myself match his urgency, mimicking his actions because everything he tried felt equally amazing when I did it to him. This, too, was new, the playfulness, the time to explore and discover. He lightly sucked on my lower lip, and I shuddered before returning the favor, loving his low groan.
He roved his hands all over my shoulders and back, encouraging me ever closer. My hips moved restlessly, my thigh dragging against his erection as I pressed mine into his side. I groaned because it felt so good, both too much and not enough.
“What do you need?” he whispered.
“I don’t know.” I made a frustrated noise, and he went completely still, hands dropping away from me. I pulled them right back. “I didn’t mean stop. You choose something, and I’ll probably like it.”
“Have you fucked before?” His voice was carefully neutral.
I shook my head against his shoulder. “No, but I would with you. I trust you.”
“Not sure I trust me this turned on.” His wobbly laugh said he wasn’t as collected as he tried to appear.
“Maybe I like you this turned on.” I nudged him with my midsection, loving how he groaned. I liked him nice and sweet, but I loved him human best of all. Like I’d said earlier in the day, people didn’t belong on pedestals.
“Good. And we’ll get there on…other stuff, but how about for now we keep making out?” He stroked my face with gentle fingertips, a reverence there that made my breath catch.
“Yeah.” If more kissing was what he wanted, I was only too happy to go along with that plan. Holden kissed me again, hands even more active now, kneading my neck, rubbing my shoulders, stroking my sides. And I touched too, memorizing his crinkly chest hair and muscular shoulders and biceps. There was a sweetness to our explorations that made them stretch on and on. That, too, was new—my few prior experiences had all been zero to sixty fast dashes. What Holden and I shared truly was in a different universe. Hours could have passed, and I would have been right there, totally happy. Well, most of me would have been happy. The more we touched and kissed, the more my cock throbbed. It was trapped against Holden’s side, and my subtle grinding wasn’t nearly enough relief. A needy noise escaped my throat. “Want…”
“I got you, baby.” He gave me a fast, firm kiss before rolling toward the nightstand and returning with a sample-size bottle of hand lotion. “Can we try something?”
“Sure.” I didn’t have to think about it. If it was something Holden liked, I wanted to give it a whirl, much as he had with my kinks. “Show me.”
“I like you all prickly and stubborn, but I sure do enjoy it when you let me be in charge.” He chuckled as he rearranged us so he was spooning me from behind. I went even more pliant at the praise. A dick pressing against my ass was a bit new, and I trembled, though more from arousal than anything else. I liked how big and thick and strong Holden was everywhere, and I loved how safe I felt as he held me super tight. I might be the SEAL, but he made me feel absolutely secure under his protection.
“I like this idea already.” I relaxed against him, letting him adjust us further so his lotion-slick cock rode between my thighs, but even more intriguing than his cock’s new home was the way his arm snaked under me, hand resting right above my sternum, fingertips grazing my throat. “Your hand feels good there.”
“Still good?” He moved his hand slightly, more deliberately splaying his fingers across my collarbones and Adam’s apple. “I’m not about to try for breath play or anything like that, but holding you this way is hot as hell.”
“Yeah it is.” I stretched against him, testing to see if he’d increase the pressure. He did, but as promised, he kept his grip possessive, not constricting. His other hand started a slow, slippery jack of my cock.
“Mmm. You smell nice.” Holden kissed the back of my neck as he slowly started thrusting between my thighs. For the first time, I could see the appeal of fucking, being this close to another person, closer than close, taking him inside me. Yeah, I wanted that. But despite how amazing his moving against me felt, how connected and special, I couldn’t stop the restlessness in my arms and legs, my body searching for something. He kissed me again, lips against my ear. “Do you need the kink? Restraint?”
“No.” I huffed. “I don’t think, at least. Not sure why I can’t settle.”
“It’s okay. Whatever you need.” Holden stroked me, touch firm and reassuring. “Try this. Tuck your hands by your sides and cross your legs. Let me hold you extra close, baby.”