Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Colt used two fingers to push inside her. She expected pain, only there was none. There was no burn.
She was aroused, and as he continued to lick and suck at her clit, she felt the start of her orgasm building. It was so quick that it shattered her world and she screamed his name, climaxing within a matter of seconds of him licking her pussy. Colt pressed a kiss to her clit, and then sat back. Rosalie watched as he licked his lips.
“That’s the fastest I’ve known a woman to come,” he said.
“Don’t compare me,” she said. “Don’t talk about the other women you’ve been with.”
“There’s only you,” he said.
She wanted to believe that, so damn much.
Don’t fall.
This is all a trick.
Colt’s up to something.
He can’t be trusted.
She wanted to give in to him, to believe the lies he was spewing, but she knew the moment she did, it would all be over for her. There was no way a guy like Colt fell this hard nor this fast. She could believe him doing this for revenge against Daemon, for his club, but not for them, not for their future. He would divorce her. Their kids would lead whatever life he wanted them to have, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t love them. Love would be the furthest thing from his mind. Rosalie pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. There was no time for them, not right now. She was going to enjoy this honeymoon.
Colt stroked her thighs.
“I want to see you,” Rosalie said.
She slid down the sofa and he’d left enough space for her to do so. Her hand shook as she reached out to him. Wrapping her fingers around his length, she began to move up and down. “Tell me what you like,” she said. “Tell me what I can do to make it feel good?”
He groaned. “Tighten your hand.”
She did so, a little worried that if she went too tight, it would hurt him.
“I can take it.”
She tightened her grip and worked up and down his length, watching as he groaned. He pumped his hips and she saw him losing control.
“I want to … suck you, the way you did me,” she said.
Colt opened his eyes.
“You’ll have to tell me how you like it. I’ve never done it.”
“Fuck me,” he said, running a hand down his face.
She frowned. “What? Do you not want me to?”
“It’s not that, just … you surprise me at how innocent you are.”
Rosalie smiled. “Then you’re going to have to teach me.”
“I’ve got no problem with that.”
Colt moved so that he was sitting on the sofa and Rosalie knelt on the floor, looking up at him. She had her hand wrapped around his length, and she waited.
“You’re going to have to open your mouth, and don’t use your teeth. Suck on it like you would a lollipop, not chew on it like a chewy candy.”
She giggled. “That’s a colorful image.”
He smiled at her and she hated to admit it, but he did have a nice smile. Staring at his cock, she didn’t know why she wanted to do this, but she did.
“You can lick me as well. Get used to the feel of me.”
She flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock and then began to explore him. She used her hand to hold him, stroke him, feel him. He was soft and hard, and she enjoyed the taste of him. Taking the tip of his cock into her mouth, she remembered she wasn’t supposed to use her teeth, and instead slid down his dick with just her lips, sucking him in. When he hit the back of her throat, she pulled up and worked her tongue across the very tip.
She felt his hands in her hair and opened her eyes to see him working her hair around his fist.
“You can stop at any time,” he said.
Rosalie didn’t want to. She loved that crazed look in his eyes, and then she worked his cock, swallowing him down, only going to the back of her throat, before pulling up.
He began to thrust against her lips, going in and out. She moaned around his length, not wanting him to stop.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
She felt her own arousal and a desire to touch herself was strong. Rosalie didn’t fight it. Sliding her hand between her thighs, she stroked her clit and the moment she did, Colt groaned.
“You’re touching yourself, aren’t you?” he asked.
She hummed her consent and he growled.
“Fuck, I’m close, baby. If you don’t want to swallow my cum, you better stop.”
She didn’t have a clue what to do, so she kept sucking. Rosalie wanted to give him this pleasure and as she did so, he growled her name. His cock jerked and she felt his cum as it spilled to the back of her throat. She let out a moan and had no choice but to start swallowing as there was so much of it. Colt suddenly pulled on her hair and she lifted off his dick, staring up at him.