Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
But as good as it felt, I wanted to distract him from trying to get me to orgasm again so soon. It was his turn for that, wasn’t it?
When I attempted to slither out of his hold, for a moment he looked concerned and maybe a little disappointed I was disrupting his plans, but he said nothing. He was quiet as I pushed my shirt and bra onto the floor, climbed off, and sat beside him. Lust clouded his eyes when I set a hand on his chest and began to drag it downward.
A provocative smile bowed on his lips, and he asked it even when he already knew the answer. “What are you doing?”
My fingers glided down his stomach, inching toward his crotch and landing on his fly. “I want to touch you.”
He nudged my hand out of the way, quickly undoing the button and dropping his zipper. “Is that all?”
“I don’t know.” Heat coursed through my veins, making me feel bold. “Maybe . . . I’ll put it in my mouth too.”
“Fuck.” He let out a heavy breath, but his tone turned wicked. “You probably shouldn’t, though. A good girl like you? What would your parents think?”
My breath caught as I stared at him. His teasing question did something to me, and it intensified when he pulled open his pants and pushed both them and his underwear down off his hips.
All the moisture in my body began to flow toward the center of my legs.
My gaze worked its way over his bare thighs, moving on to his large, hard dick, and up his body before settling on his face. It was sexy seeing him like this, and it grew stronger still when he worked to undo the line of buttons on his shirt, throwing it open to show off his notched abs and toned chest.
Good god.
How was a girl supposed to look at him and not think about sex?
He lifted an arm and cast it across the top of the back seat, inviting me to look and touch and study him however I wanted. When a proud smirk tilted his lips, he became so scorching hot, it was downright lethal.
There was also a playful challenge in his eyes, and since I was competitive, I couldn’t ignore it. He’d teased that I shouldn’t go down on him because I was a good girl, but it was obvious how much he didn’t want me to be good right now.
Some unknown force took control and loaded my voice with sin. “You’re right,” I said. “I shouldn’t. Colin wouldn’t like it either.”
He jolted, and for a tense second, I was sure I’d made a mistake. Crossed a line I shouldn’t have. I gripped air tightly in my lungs.
Preston’s eyes became magnets, sucking me in, and an electric charge crackled in the tension between us. It was so taut, I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to break the spell. He blinked oh-so-slowly, like maybe he didn’t want to disrupt the spell either.
“No, he wouldn’t,” he said finally. “But you’re not going to let that stop you, are you?”
I shook my head quickly, agreeing.
His chest rose with an enormous breath when my fingers tentatively curled around him, and he let out that same heavy breath as I stroked down the length, going from tip to base. His skin was warm and velvety soft, in contrast to the firmness beneath.
It was wild I was here right now, doing this. I’d spent years lusting after him, never believing it’d be anything more than fantasy. I was nearly giddy, and my excitement destroyed any sense in my brain.
“You’ve got a really nice dick,” I said.
Holy shit! I froze and pressed my lips together, wishing they were glued shut. Where the hell had that come from?
My out of the blue comment fucking thrilled him, and Preston’s nice dick jerked in my hand. “Thanks. It’s not as nice as your tits, though.”
And to reinforce his statement, his gaze drifted longingly over my bare breasts. It would have made my heart beat faster if that had been possible, but it wasn’t. I was already at max speed, struggling to keep up.
I’d been naked with a few guys before, but this was so different. Even with the rain, it was still daylight outside, and light filled the interior of the car, leaving few shadows to hide in.
Plus, I’d never had a guy look at me the way he did now. As if I were so sexy, it was taking everything in him not to change his mind and ask me if I wanted to go all the way.
I resumed the slow glide of my fist over his dick and watched with fascination as his eyes hooded and he slumped back against the seat. He was enjoying the hand job I was giving him, but his hips moved, urging me to go faster.