Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
“When I was younger. What about you?”
The lazy, unhurried way he sipped his coffee as he stared at me made me fidget in my chair, like he knew there was more I was holding back. “A dog was a luxury my mom couldn’t afford when I was growing up. She was a single mother with a high-school diploma who worked two jobs to support us.”
“Wow, that sucks.”
“It did, but in a lot of ways I had it better than most kids. She loved me with every ounce of her considerable heart, and I had a good life despite the circumstances. Our house was always the best looking, even if she used decorations she got at the Dollar Store. While I’m a right selfish bastard, she was one of the most giving, always helping others.” His broad chest lifted with a sigh as he examined me. “She would have liked you.”
“Really?”
A small, sad smile quirked the corner of his mouth. “Yes, Hannah, she would have adored you.”
Warmth flowed through my veins, sweet as honey and sunshine. I didn’t know what to say and looked away, pretending to be super interested in the remains of my eggs. If I was Kayla, I’d have some kind of urbane and witty remark; if I was Joy, I’d know how to take a compliment. But I was neither of them, instead I was incredibly needy and Leo’s nice words were my addiction, my pleasurable fix. A tingle started in my nipples and headed south, past my clenching lower stomach to my sensitive sex.
“Hannah.” Leo’s voice was thick with desire. “Come here.”
I took a quick sip of my juice before complying and coming to stand between his spread legs. “Yes?”
“Your nipples are hard.”
“Um…you have good air conditioning.”
His broad hands grasped my back then pulled me closer so he could nuzzle my breasts, need and want coiling inside of me as his lips brushed my pulse. “You have the sweetest tits. Show them to me.”
Normally I’m a lights-off kind of girl, but once again my desire for Leo overrode any feelings of doubt. He worshiped my body and by the bulge of his erection against his pants, I knew I turned him on. It was a heady feeling to look down and watch his big, golden-maned head rub against my slight chest, the way his eyes closed as if he was absorbing the feel of me. I was certainly enjoying the feel of him. The soft folds between my legs were drenched already with my arousal, and he’d barely touched me.
I think I was turning into a nymphomaniac.
Eager for more, I quickly removed my shirt and tossed it haphazardly onto the counter, my skin so sensitive, the rasp of his lips over the curve of my breast was almost too much. As if he sensed my mood, his touch turned gentle, his big hands cradling my body while his firm lips pressed butterfly-light kisses across my collarbone. My insides burst into flames when he finally lowered his mouth to the tip of my breast, his name breaking free from my lips with the first light suck. The gold of my necklace glinted in the strong sunlight spilling through the windows and warming my skin, highlighting how pale I was compared to his bronzed splendor.
I clutched his head to me, his hair thick and soft between my fingers, the fresh and clean scent of his shampoo released into the air with each stroke of my hand. Holding him close to me like this while he suckled on my breast was divine, but I wanted more. It was as though we’d never even had sex, like I’d been deprived and horny for years rather than hours. I brushed my leg against his erection, delighting in his low growl while his sharp teeth nipped me in a way that made my chest hitch.
“My baby girl need to be fucked?” he asked before blowing on my damp nipple.
Every beat of my heart increased my desire until I was once again wanton for him, the need to feel him inside of me overriding everything else. “Yes, please.”
“Get naked.”
After stumbling a bit while hauling off my boots, more eager than seductive, I was once again naked before him in short order, my hands literally trembling with the need to touch him.
“Pull my shorts down and take my cock out, then ride me.”
I eyed the armless sides of his chair, trying to figure out how much leverage I would get. “Are you sure?”
He bit my nipple, hard, and I let out a sharp scream. “Shit!”
“Don’t back talk unless you want to be punished.”
Oh, that pissed me off, but at the same time, I was unable to argue that being bossed around lit a fuse inside of me that couldn’t be denied. With a little bit of a pout, I leaned down between his legs, helping him get his shorts over the rounded curve of his muscled ass before pulling the material down to his feet where he kicked them off. Naked from the waist down, there was something very obscene about him lounging there, idly stroking his swollen cock, the darkened head shiny with precum. My mouth watered at the sight but as I was reaching for him, he made a tsking sound.