Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 105850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
And all the blood in my body rushed directly to my cock when she rolled it onto me without missing a beat.
Yeah.
Her forwardness was going to be the death of me.
Chloe positioned herself on top of me, nestling her knees either side of my hips, and reached down to grab my cock. She rubbed the tip against her pussy a few times before angling her hips and easing herself down onto me.
“Fuck.” I gritted my teeth, reaching out to hold her hips. “All of it, Chloe. Don’t stop until all my cock is inside you.”
“Ah.” She gripped the top of the headboard, dropping her chin to her chest. Her dark hair fell around our faces, and her shuddery breaths as she moved to bury all of me inside her left goosebumps prickling my skin.
“There. Feel how deep I am.” I brushed my lips across her neck. “You took all of it. Good girl.”
She shuddered at my words.
“Mm.” I cupped her breast and rolled my tongue across her nipple. “Looks like perving on me in the shower isn’t your only kink.”
“Shut up,” she breathed. “And use that stupid mouth of yours to do something else.”
“Haa.” I sucked her breast, gently biting down with my teeth to leave another mark. “Like that?”
“No!”
“But I didn’t leave one on this side last night.” I licked and kissed the tender mark, soothing it. “And you told me to use my mouth to do something else.”
“I meant kiss me, you sadist.”
“I can’t watch you if I do that.” I looked down at where she was moving, making her pussy swallow my dick with each rise and fall of her hips. “Mm, that’s it. Use me to feel good, Chloe. Just like that. Good girl.”
Another shudder wracked her body, and I gritted my teeth again as her pussy tightened around me and a rush of pleasure flooded my veins.
She felt so fucking good. It’d been amazing inside her last night, but right now with her on top of me, taking the lead, it just felt different. Better. Feeling how she moulded her body to take me and fucked me in the way that brought her the most pleasure only turned me on even more.
I wanted to grab her hips and hold her in place so I could thrust deep into her, but the unabashed pleasure on her face as she rocked her hips and rode me did unspeakable things to me.
If she felt half as good as I did right now, she could do this all day as far as I was concerned.
“Shit, Chloe. So good.”
She pressed her lips to mine and moaned into my mouth, then quickly pulled back and arched her back, crying out.
Flushed cheeks.
Glassy, shiny eyes.
Fast, shallow breaths.
Her pussy clenching tightly on my cock every time she lowered herself down.
She was fucking mesmerising.
“Ah, Theo, I—”
My grip on her hips tightened, and I leant forward and kissed her, sweeping my tongue against hers, swallowing her words. “Do it. Let go. Come for me, baby.”
She rocked, her pussy getting tighter and tighter, and I clenched my jaw yet again as my own orgasm threatened to spill over. I couldn’t—wouldn’t—until she’d gone first.
“You, too.” She rested her hand on the side of my neck, touching her lips to mine. “Ah! You—you, too.”
Shit.
Fuck.
I held her hips in place and thrust into her, burying my cock deep inside, over and over. Her entire body tensed, and every moan that escaped her pretty little mouth became higher and more desperate until finally, she broke, crying out with her back arched.
My balls tightened as I released my own, and the groan of my orgasm mixed with her breathless whimpers. She let go of the headboard and collapsed onto me. Her entire body was trembling, and I slid my hands up from her hips and wrapped my arms around her, cradling her close to me as she pressed her face against the curve of my neck.
Fuck work.
I wanted to stay like this with her forever.
Connected with her, without an inch of space between our bodies, where I could fool myself into thinking that her heart felt something for me, too.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE – CHLOE
The Problem With Kinks
My vagina was going to need a week to recover from the pounding it’d had.
The literal pounding.
I should have known that Theodore Black would be a beast in bed. And he was—an unapologetic, dirty-talking, boob-biting, horny beast.
Not only was I struggling to come to terms with the fact that my boss had given me the best sex of my life, but I also couldn’t get his words out of my mind.
Starting with good girl.
Now, I’ll be honest. It wasn’t a kink I knew I had. It wasn’t anything I’d even remotely considered a kink for me—I’d heard it before in bed and it’d done absolutely nothing for me.