Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 142938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
His heart jumped as he took a long, leisurely drink of water and indicated for her to do the same. She lifted up slightly and tilted her head back to take the water down her throat. The action lifted her breasts and he couldn’t help but take the weight on his palms and slide his thumb over her nipples. She jumped, and he could see the ripple of pleasure through her body, over her buttocks to the back of her thighs.
“Does that hurt?”
She shook her head. “It felt amazing.” She handed him her water bottle and laid her head back in his lap. Both hands slid up and down his left hip.
“I never thought I would ever feel like this, Vittorio. Safe and cared for.”
“Loved, Grace. Thoroughly loved,” he corrected.
Her hands tracing those circles were driving him crazy, but he indulged her because she found it soothing to lie across him and run her hands over him. She told him it made her feel as if he really did belong to her. She was getting bolder in the ways she touched him, without him urging her to do so. Like now. He jumped when her tongue licked at his thigh and then up the shaft of his cock.
“What does that feel like?”
“Like a kitten licking at me with a velvety tongue,” he teased.
“Good?”
“Very good. But if you keep it up, you’d better be ready to take the consequences.”
“Mmm.” She hummed her musings over his shaft, breathing warm air over the head. “What would be my consequences?”
He rubbed her back and swept his hand lower to knead her cheeks. She spread her legs apart and licked up his shaft again, this time curling her tongue and then flicking at the little vee beneath the broad head.
“If you insist on arousing the monster, you’re going to have to appease it. I’m going to have you swallow every single drop. All the way down this time.”
She squirmed again, her hips bucking a little. “I don’t know, Vittorio. That isn’t much of a threat since I really love to try.”
He took another drink of water, his eyes on hers. “No, gattina. I said you will do it, not try. If you don’t succeed, this time there will be consequences.”
Her eyes widened, and she propped herself up on her elbow. His threat of retaliation was new. He could see the immediate interest and his entire body, in spite of the way he’d just come, reacted. His cock stirred. She liked games.
“What would that be?”
“I get to devour you for as long as I want without giving you a release. It’s up to me whether or not I give you one.” It was a good threat. She had no idea that he would ever do that to her. He’d spend time building and building, but before she went to sleep, she would have an explosion to end all explosions.
She turned back over, her head down, mouth already on his shaft. “I think that’s a fair challenge.”
He sat back, the water bottle to his lips. She was going to kill him, but he’d go happily. It wasn’t even all the fantastic sex. Or the games. It was all Grace. She gave him everything he could ever want, and he vowed to make certain he never took anything she did for him for granted. She looked up at him with pure love in her eyes, and he wanted that to stay there forever.