Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“So damn soft. Just like silk.”
He continues to caress me from the bottom to the top, circling my clit before retracing his path. He repeats the maneuver over and over until I want to scream in frustration. My belly dips as desire crashes over me, threatening to drag me to the very bottom of the ocean.
So.
Much.
Pleasure.
It feels like I could easily drown in this chaotic mix of sensations.
Happily so.
Just when I don’t think I can take another second of this onslaught, one blunt tip dips inside my heat. A whimper escapes from me as he buries himself deep inside my body. Even though it’s only one finger, there’s a slight stretch.
“Fuck,” he mutters.
As my inner muscles contract around him, his thumb settles over my clit, rubbing soft circles that make my eyes roll back in my head. I’m on the verge of splintering apart when he drags his finger from me and the ache growing within becomes even more ferocious. When my inner muscles clench at nothingness, he drives back inside, and a scream builds in my throat.
It’s not a conscious decision to roll my hips, more like an instinct. A need to meet him head on. It doesn’t take long for us to fall into a steady rhythm. My core tightens. I’m desperate to see through this orgasm that’s building and cresting within. I’ve touched myself late at night when I couldn’t fall asleep, but it never felt anything remotely like this. That pleasure was paper-thin in comparison.
“That’s it, sweet girl,” he murmurs, voice deep and low. “Come for me.”
Just as my head lolls back and my mouth opens, a loud buzzing noise shatters the silence of the room and has me jerking to attention. My eyes pop open as the shrill sound fills the air.
The orgasm that had been within reach dissipates into nothingness as a deep ache fills both my lower belly and core. It’s so sharp and painful that it becomes necessary to blink away the tears of frustration that prick my eyes.
When the phone buzzes again, I slip my hand into my wool blazer and wrap my fingers around the slim device before yanking it free and glancing at the screen.
One word flashes across it.
Mom.
Shit.
Shit.
That’s when I realize the time. I’m twenty minutes late picking her up from school. It doesn’t feel like I’ve been here for more than a half an hour. Instead, almost ninety minutes have sped past.
Austin slips his finger from my body as I scramble off his lap. My chest heaves as my eyes latch onto his. I expect a full-fledged smirk to be lifting the corners of his lips. Instead, his mouth is set in a grim line. Almost as if he’s as irritated with my mother’s poor timing as I am.
He reaffirms my suspicions when he growls, “Let her know that she cheated both of us out of your orgasm.”
Laughter wells inside my throat.
I can’t imagine saying something like that to my mom.
She’d keel over.
Before I can tell him that I will most definitely not be apprising her of what I’ve been up to, Austin lifts the same finger that had just been buried inside my body to his lips before sucking it inside. His eyelids sink as a hum of pleasure vibrates in his broad chest.
My mouth tumbles open as a fresh wave of shock crashes over me. I’m almost ashamed to admit that a burst of arousal detonates deep inside my core before leaking onto my thighs. Pressing them together does nothing to stymie the sharp shaft of need rushing through me.
“Just like I suspected—delicious.”
Oh god.
“Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m going to need more.”
When he rises to his feet, my gaze drops to his shorts. It would be impossible not to notice the massive boner that tents the athletic material. My mind tumbles back to yesterday and the way he strutted around naked. Not that I have anything to compare the length of his cock to, but it had seemed longer and thicker than what I imagined. There’d been a few times when Jasper grabbed my hand and forced me to touch him through his jeans. He didn’t feel anywhere near as big as Austin.
I’m jarred from those thoughts when the phone rings again. This time, I don’t bother glancing at the screen.
“I have to go.”
Afraid he’ll find a way to detain me, I fly into the hallway and down the staircase before grabbing the handle and practically ripping the door off its hinges. Once the cool autumn breeze slaps at my overheated cheeks, I gulp in a big breath and pray it clears my head so I can once again think straight.
It doesn’t.
Not even close.
As I start the engine and shift into gear, my gaze is drawn to the front porch. My eyes widen when I find Austin leaning casually against the doorframe with my panties dangling from one finger.