Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 92460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
“Yes, yes, yes!” I cry out and just then, Finley sends me over the edge by sucking my nipple into his mouth.
But the fall of the high doesn’t come because they don’t stop. My head wants to thrash, but I can’t with Finley kissing me yet again.
For a beat, I’m frozen in the intensity. There are so many hands on my body. One of the other ghosts sucks at my other nipple. My hips rock, completely out of my control, as the third ghost breathes onto my neck, then kisses me there too.
My mind goes wild as the pleasure builds and builds and finally crashes over me once again. Back-to-back. This second one an even higher high.
I come hard at the same time I realize that Finley is finger-fucking me with two of his thick fingers as the dark-haired ghost licks me like he can actually taste me.
From the sound I hear him make, I think he might be able to. He gives me a deep groan of satisfaction, and I’ve never felt more powerful.
I’m already quivering from another swell of pleasure and none of them show any signs of stopping. The red-haired ghost pulls away from my nipple and jostles the dark-haired ghost until he agrees to switch places, and then the red-haired ghost is kissing up my inner thigh to the crease at my leg.
I spread my legs wider, not knowing what I want, only knowing that I want more. I get a glimpse of his smile, then he throws both my legs over his shoulders and goes down on me.
Finley finds my gaze, his eyes dark and his lips puffy from kissing me so hard.
“I wish you could see yourself,” he says. “Fucking gorgeous.”
“I need you,” I’m able to moan, gripping onto him as my eyes flutter back with pleasure.
“Let us take our time,” he answers, and instantly I’m overwhelmed with both a heady pleasure and the need for more.
Cold hands and warm ones travel all over my body and hold my legs open for the ghost and lift my ass so he can have access to more of me.
Finley puts his hand under my chin, and I open my eyes to see him watching me with fire in his eyes.
“Do you want them to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I gasp. “God, yes. But I want you. I want you.”
That’s the most important part of all of this. As much as I’m loving the attention of the ghosts, it only matters because it’s happening with Finley. The desire I feel for them is the desire I have for him, only more, because I want more than anything to share this experience. I want us to have something that nobody else will ever have, and to be able to witness each other in it.
I’m getting everything I wanted. Everything I didn’t even know I could want.
I part my lips to tell him that, but another orgasm steals the words out of my mouth.
He kisses me while I ride it out.
Finley’s mouth is hot and possessive on mine, kissing me so intensely that it takes my breath away. All I can think is, please.
Chapter Seven
Finley
The jealousy I feel as I watch Hazel come on the mouths and hands of three of the ghosts who have been haunting the library is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
My body tenses with the need to fuck her. To claim her. To have her come on my cock.
I know these spirits. I don’t know their faces or their names, but I know what their presence feels like in the library, and I know these are at least some of the spirits who have been trying to bait me into their games ever since I got here.
How could they resist her? It’s what she wanted. But it’s almost like watching a friend you trusted go after the girl you had a thing for when he knew you were into her.
Except this time, it’s a ghost.
Three ghosts.
And they only want to impress her, as I requested. I did this. At war with my thoughts, I am delighted by her pleasure yet in need of having her first.
They do as I ask. They have permission for every touch.
If another man came into the library, interrupted our date, and kissed her in front of me…
The rage would be all-consuming. But I can’t see her kissing another mortal. A mere man. This is different.
I invited them. I requested they impress her. I too wish for her wildest dreams to come true in this moment. Just this once. And then she’s all mine.
Watching them play with her makes me harder for her. Perhaps I have a kink I wasn’t aware of. Something that could make me feel even more for her than I already did.
I want to mark every spot on her that the ghosts touch. My mark. As the dark-haired ghost pulls back at her breast giving a pop as he releases her nipple, I clamp my lips down around it and flick it with my tongue until Hazel’s gasping.