Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Including me.
And I’ve never craved anything more.
When he nibbles at my clit, I fall to pieces as wave after wave crashes over me, dragging me to the bottom of the ocean. I don’t care if I ever surface again. The pleasure overwhelming my system is so much more than I was prepared for.
He continues to stroke me until every last spasm has been wrung from my body.
With a final press of his lips, he growls, “Did you enjoy that, sunshine?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Know what I’m going to do next?”
I shake my head, unable to imagine anything else feeling this spectacular.
“Fuck you senseless.”
Oh god.
It’s not a threat. More like a delicious promise.
He straightens before shackling his fingers around my ankles and dragging me to the edge of the mattress.
“Spread your legs nice and wide. Show me exactly how wet that little cunt is for me.”
Even though I just came—hard—more wetness smudges my inner thighs.
I’ve never been with anyone like Maverick before. Someone so commanding yet giving. Able to whip me into a frenzy with such ease.
Without further prompting, my thighs fall open. As the air within the room wafts over my flesh, I’ve never felt more exposed than I do at this moment.
By the same token, I’ve never felt so alive.
My heart slams against my ribcage as blood sizzles through my veins and arousal pools in my core.
And I feel…sexy.
Desired.
By a man like Maverick McKinnon, who can have any girl he wants with the crook of his finger.
Even though the room is bathed in shadows, it would be impossible not to see the stark hunger written across every line of his face as he stares down at me, eating me up with his eyes. Pent-up tension vibrates in every straining muscle as it attempts to break loose.
He wraps his hand around his thick cock before sliding it up and down the long shaft. His pupils dilate as he leisurely strokes himself.
“Tell me who that pretty pink pussy belongs to for the night.”
I gulp and blurt, “You.”
His eyes flare with heat as more moisture gathers at my center.
“To use anyway I want?”
I nod.
He tilts his head and smirks. “Use your words, sunshine.”
Arousal detonates at the bottom of my belly.
“Yes, to use any way you want.”
A smile curves his lips as he fondles his hard length. “Mmm. There are so many delicious ways I’m going to have you.”
The thought is as dizzying as it is intriguing.
My gaze stays locked on the way he fists his erection.
“You like to watch?” He continues jacking himself off. “Here’s a little secret I’ll only share with you—I like to watch too. There’s nothing sexier than a woman giving herself pleasure.”
I can’t rip my attention away from him as his grip intensifies, turning the head of his cock a mottled purplish hue.
My core throbs with newfound awareness until it becomes painful.
I don’t realize that I’m cupping my own breasts, squeezing the softness, until a whimper escapes from me.
“Pinch those sweet titties,” he growls.
I don’t think twice about following the directive as I tweak the small buds until they’re unbearably hard.
“Fuck.” He strokes his hand along his length. “You’re so damn sexy.”
That’s the ironic thing—I’ve never felt sexy before this moment.
But Maverick knows nothing about me.
I can be anyone I want.
To him, I’m not Willow Thompson.
Sick girl.
Cancer survivor.
I’m a woman living out her sexual desires and discovering new ones.
The deep scrape of his voice, along with the need that fills his expression, gives me the courage to take this further. To do something I’ve only done under the cover of darkness without any witnesses.
One hand drifts down my chest, past my ribcage, and to my belly before sliding lower to the vee between my legs. My fingers glide over my drenched lips, circling the entrance before dipping inside the heat.
It’s so tempting to close my eyes and forget about the man devouring me with a ravenous expression.
But then I would miss all the delicious things he’s doing to himself. And there’s no way I’ll allow that to happen. The way he strokes his thick cock is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“As much as I’m enjoying watching you play with your pussy, it’ll make me come, and that’s not how I want it to happen.”
He saunters around the bed to the nightstand and then yanks out the drawer before rifling through the contents. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask what he’s doing when he pulls out a square foil package.
A condom.
I can’t believe I didn’t think about protection.
Not even once.
He rips it open with his teeth before taking out the latex and sheathing himself in it. Once the rubber covers his thick length, he takes up position between my legs and brings the head to my opening, stroking the tip against my delicate lips. But it’s not nearly enough to satisfy me. Unable to control myself, I wriggle, only wanting him to sink deep inside me.