Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“I don’t know what to do?”
When I force my eyes to open, the sight before me has me reaching for the wall to hold myself up. Aurora on her knees, her hands on my cock, that’s a vision I will never for the rest of my life ever forget.
Never.
“Help me,” she says, running her thumb over the tip.
I swallow hard. “You’re doing just fine on your own, darlin’.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Right now, the only thing that could hurt me is if you stop.”
“Grant.”
“Aurora,” I counter.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I. There is nothing that you could do that I won’t like. Go on your instinct. I promise you if your hands and mouth are on me, I’m going to enjoy it. I’m close to losing my damn mind as it is. I’m standing here thinking about fluffy puppies trying not to come.”
“Really?” She smiles.
The little minx. “Yes, really.”
“So, what if I did this?” she asks.
I’m still staring down at her, and when her tongue peeks out and licks me, I fight hard to keep my knees from buckling. “T-That works,” I say, once again resting my head back against the wall of the shower and closing my eyes.
“Grant.”
Fuck me. She’s trying to kill me.
Opening my eyes, I peer down at her. “Yeah, baby?” I grit out.
“Watch me.”
What. The. Fuck.
My girl went from being shy and timid to a sex goddess in one night. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining. That’s what I wanted for her, to have the confidence with me to take what she wants, but this… this is more than I expected, and everything I’ve ever wanted.
Doing as she asks, I keep my eyes locked on her as she takes me into her mouth. The water is raining down on us, her hair is wet and matted to her face, and her mouth’s stretched wide with my cock. My hands tremble at my sides, and my knees, they’re weak. I’ve never in my life felt like my knees were going to give out from the sight of a woman on her knees. Then again, this isn’t just any woman. This is my woman. This is Aurora. The woman who swooped in with her sweet treats and fragile heart and stole mine.
“Babe.” I tap her on her shoulder. She stops and looks up at me, letting my throbbing cock fall from her pretty pink lips. “I’m close,” I tell her, fisting my cock. “I didn’t know if you were ready for that, so…” I let my words hang as I continue to stroke myself. “I’m close,” I tell her.
She nods but doesn’t look at me. Her eyes are glued to my hand stroking myself. I watch as her tongue peeks out and swipes at her lips, and that’s all it takes. I’m crying out her name and spilling onto her chest. I sag against the wall. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. Forcing myself to open my eyes, I look down to see her staring at her chest. Fuck. Panic rips through me. I knew this was too much too soon. I quickly fall to my knees, which gets her attention. A slow smile pulls at her lips.
“Aurora?”
“Thank you.” Her smile grows.
Relief washes over me. “Come here, you.” I pull her into me and hug the hell out of her. “You’re incredible.” I kiss her slowly. I hope it says: I love you, thank you, and when can we do it again. “Let’s get cleaned up.” I stand, bringing her with me, and we quickly shower, which was the original plan.
Not ten minutes later, we’re both back in bed, sans clothes, her head resting on my chest. My arms are holding her tight, and as sleep claims me, I send up a silent prayer that this is what our forever looks like.
Chapter 18
Aurora
My eyes fly open when a pair of lips press against my shoulder, and “Good morning, beautiful,” is whispered in a sexy, husky morning voice.
Grant.
Last night wasn’t a dream. Heat floods my cheeks when I think about what we did, what I did. I’ve never been that bold before, not in my life, and not while naked. I’m glad he can’t see my face so I can hide my embarrassment and unease. What happens today?
“Stop thinking. It’s too early.” Grant chuckles, pulling me closer, snuggling his face into my neck. “You hungry?” he asks, just as a phone starts to ring from somewhere in the house. “Ugh, who is calling me this early?”
“It’s after eight.”
‘Right? Too damn early.”
“This is sleeping late for me.”
“Because you go to work in the middle of the night.” The phone that has stopped ringing begins again. “Wait, is that my phone or yours?” he asks.
“I’m not sure.”
“I’ll go find them both. You stay here. I want to come back to this.” He grins and climbs out of bed. A few minutes later, he’s walking butt-ass naked back into his room and perching on the edge of the bed. “It was mine.” He taps the screen and places the phone next to his ear. “What’s up, brother?” he asks.