Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
“I’m a little nervous, too, and I’m not used to that.” He put my hand on his chest. His heart beat rapidly.
“Wow,” I whispered.
“Yeah.” He chuckled.
That was a gamechanger. Somehow it was the one thing that managed to calm me down.
But I was now so calm that I didn’t realize I was staring down at his massive dick.
“See something you like, Noelle Simone Benedict?”
“Apparently.” I smiled. “And you’re huge, by the way.”
“I’m hard. Because I’m looking at you. You’re doing this to me.”
Oh. God.
As his gaze moved down my body, I got chills, despite being under the hot water.
Archie grabbed a sponge and squirted some body wash onto it. He began rubbing it over his chest as he continued to take me in.
He added more soap. “Can I wash you?”
I nodded.
He then began slowly rubbing the sponge over my body, sliding it along the contours of my neck before lowering it. As he circled around my breasts, I bent my head back. He wasn’t even actually touching me. If this felt good, I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like when his hands were on me.
He slid the sponge down my torso. When it landed between my legs, I froze.
“This okay?” he whispered gruffly.
“Yes. Please don’t stop.”
He gently washed between my legs as I felt arousal pooling. He stayed in that spot for a while, looking into my eyes as he worked the sponge.
He knelt and moved the sponge down my legs. When he’d finished, he stood and pressed his naked body against mine.
“Is it okay if I kiss you?”
“Please…” I panted, yearning for it.
Archie took my lips with his and let out a deep breath into my mouth. I felt my body come alive in a way it hadn’t ever before. My legs felt weak as I arched my neck, and he groaned as he finally thrust his tongue inside. I moved my tongue faster to capture every bit of his taste. My clit throbbed as I raked my hands through his hair. My fingers then slid down his back, and I couldn’t help but squeeze the hard muscles of his ass.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “Don’t touch me there.”
That felt like a punch to the gut. “I’m sorry.”
He stopped kissing me for a second. “No. It wasn’t bad—just the opposite. It felt too good. I’m trying to pace myself.” He took my mouth again hungrily.
As the water poured down over us, I closed my eyes, allowing myself to get lost in this moment. We were in our own little world. My heart rate hadn’t calmed a single bit, and I knew I was already too far gone to ever recover from this. His cock pressed into my abdomen as we continued to kiss voraciously. I wanted to feel his girth in my hand. “Can I touch you?” I asked.
He ignored me, instead lowering to his knees. His eyes turned hazy as he reached up to cup my breasts and massage them. My breathing became heavier as he slid his hand down and slowly sank three of his fingers inside me.
Archie continued to stare up at me as he moved them in and out. When he used his thumb to massage my clit, I bent my head back. I’d been fingered before, but no one had ever bothered to bring me to orgasm. It felt like that was exactly what Archie was trying to do.
“I want you to come for me like this, Noelle,” he said huskily. “Okay?”
“Uh-huh,” I breathed.
The back of my head met the shower wall as I imagined it was his cock moving in and out of me. It took under a minute. I focused on the sound of his breathing and the knowledge that he was turned on by this as I felt my climax rising to the surface.
“You’re all I fucking want lately,” he whispered, sinking his fingers in deeper.
That totally undid me. My legs shook as an intense sensation tore through me. My voice echoed through the bathroom as I orgasmed.
A few seconds later, I came down from it to find Archie leaned against the tile. He gripped his cock and stroked himself roughly as he stared at me with a look of hunger in his eyes. My gaze fixed on the smooth skin over his hard dick as his palm rubbed it. Watching him jerk himself off was the sexiest thing I’d ever witnessed. Well, it was the sexiest thing—until he came. Nothing beat the sight of his hot cum spurting out. Some of it hit me, landing on my stomach, which was a pleasant shock. I loved how that felt.
Even though I’d just climaxed, I was already so turned on again.
“Sorry about that,” he said as he wiped his hand along my abdomen.
“Are you kidding? I loved every bit of that.”
“You’re dangerous, Noelle.” He flashed a mischievous grin. “Let’s get your hair washed.”