Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 74882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Right now, hell yes.
The answer is a thousand yesses.
Tomorrow?
Maybe.
The next day? The month after? Next year?
At some point, the roots would begin to feel like quicksand, pulling me deep into the earth until I can’t breathe. The thought of being stuck anywhere—even with the prettiest girl I’ve ever known—is suffocating.
“Ready to go back?”
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“If you’re going to stay the night with me or not.”
“I should take you back to your villa so you can get some rest,” I murmur.
“Then no. I’ll stay right here in your lap for the rest of the night.”
I chuckle. “Little bee, I said I should. We both know I won’t rest until I’ve been inside you again. So I should take you back, and I will. I’m just coming with you.”
“Then yes. Let’s go, bird boy.”
Music plays loudly from Eddy’s, but we bypass it to head toward Sheridan’s villa. Estefania must be at the restaurant with everyone else, because she’s not there. Thank fuck. Not that I don’t like Sheridan’s new friend, it’s just I don’t want to share my girl right now. We’re on borrowed time.
After I lead her inside, I shut and lock the door. I walk into the bathroom and start the shower. She’s naked by the time I shed my clothes. My eyes roam down her perfect body. She’s thin but has some muscle tone. Her tits are a perfect handful with the rosiest, perkiest nipples I’ve ever seen. It takes everything in me to tear my gaze from her to check the temperature of the water. Once I deem it acceptable, I grab her hand and pull her under the spray with me.
It’s strange.
It’s our last night and I should be fucking her against the shower wall. Instead, I hug her to me and pull the rubber band from her hair. I run my fingers through the tangles, letting the water sluice through the strands. She rests her cheek on my chest while I stroke her hair. Anxiety coils in my gut. I hate this feeling. Like loss is imminent. It’s jarring. Each second that ticks by feels louder and quicker.
We’re quiet as I wash her hair and then mine. She’s reverent as she soaps my body down, teasing me with firm caresses. I wait until we’re cleaned and rinsed off before kissing her. Because when I start, I won’t be able to stop.
The kiss goes from needy to desperate in seconds. I barely manage to get the water off and us toweled off before I’m grabbing her ass and lifting her. She holds on to my shoulders, attacking my lips with her teeth. By the time we reach the bed, I’m hard as a rock. I want to drive into her, but I need to taste her first.
“We never got dessert,” I say, nipping at her neck. “I’m craving something sweet.”
She growls when I toss her on the bed. Anger flashes in her eyes, but it’s chased away by desire when she sees me stroking my dick.
“Spread your legs, abejita. I want to taste you again.”
Her body trembles, but she obeys, opening the softest parts of her to me. I kneel beside the bed and grip her hips, roughly yanking her to the edge. She groans when I spread her knees apart as far as they can go. With a wicked smirk on my face, I lean forward to inhale her. Her scent is addictive. Clean but with a unique, aroused musk that makes my mouth water for a taste.
“Oh!” she cries out as my tongue licks up her slit. “Camilo!”
My trembled name on her tongue sounds really fucking good. I tease her clit with my tongue to see if I can coax more strangled sounds out of her. She doesn’t disappoint me as I eat her pussy. Every sound and thrash of her body makes me crazy with need. It doesn’t take long for her to orgasm. Her spine straightens and her limbs jerk when it overtakes her. As she comes down from her high, I prowl over her. Our mouths meet as I grip my dick, teasing at her opening. I push into her and we both hiss.
Pulling slightly away so I can see her face, I ease into her slick body, cataloging every expression she makes. Since she’s so expressive, I see hundreds of variants of emotion. I thrust hard, driving all the way into her. Her eyelids flutter and a moan spills past her lips.
Being with her doesn’t feel like some random fuck just to get off. It feels like I’m connected to someone for the first time in my life. I don’t want to sever that connection. I want to keep her pinned beneath me so I can stare at her lovely face for hours as I press deep inside her.
“Camilo…”
Her whispered word is frantic and needy. She wants more. She wants everything. All I can give her is all I have in this moment. I kiss her hard and fuck her harder. It isn’t until she’s crying out my name again, her cunt squeezing my dick, that I also come with a groan. Hot cum jets inside of her. I feel as though I’m claiming her as mine.