Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
He hisses as the tip of his fingertip rubs between my lips. “Jesus, how are you so wet already?”
I’m too embarrassed to admit that I felt the flood the moment his hand tangled into my hair to hold me hostage, but he’s not looking for words. His thick finger presses into me deep and my hips buck against him while a babble of weird noises pour out of my mouth.
Pleasure takes hold of me from the inside, threatening to tear me apart as I watch that big hand working me. He palms the back of my thigh and lifts it to drape elegantly over his shoulder. I’m split apart, exposed to this man, and I’m absolutely hypnotized as he stares at my pussy with hunger. It’s wicked and almost dirty, and yet I feel fragile and beautiful under his gaze.
North’s face presses against me, his tongue running up my center, and I cry out from the pure jolt of ecstasy his mouth brings. An unladylike grunt escapes and my hands clamp onto his head to hold him to me. My toes curl and my leg contracts over his shoulder as I try to stifle a scream.
It’s so goddamned magical the way North works at me using his tongue, his fingers and oh my god… even his stubbled chin. Filthy words pour out of his mouth, and I’m staggered when my orgasm starts to unfurl in almost no time at all. I try to hold it back, to savor, to never let this feeling go, but the harder I try to rein it in, the more vicious it threatens to break free.
I bite down into my lower lip so hard I’m afraid I’ll draw blood, but with a lashing of his tongue against my clit, that scream cuts loose along with the rest of my being. I come so hard, my head slams into the wall and my hips gyrate in an out-of-control tempo that has me near to sobbing with pleasure.
North surges upward, his hands stroking along my ribs as he punishes me with another kiss. My hands work at his pants, tugging them down to free the head of his cock. I need it in me, need him to destroy me again.
“Need to get a condom,” he says as I reach out and brush the velvety tip.
“I’m protected,” I blurt out and then immediately want to eat my words. His eyes lock onto mine. “I mean, I’m on birth control and I’ve always practiced safe sex. I’m safe if you are.”
His eyebrows knit together as he takes in my meaning. “You trust the same about me?”
I give him a sheepish grin. “Well, I don’t think we have to worry about you getting pregnant, but I trust you if you say you’re safe.”
“I am,” he says in that low, rumbling voice that makes the aftershocks of my orgasm flare back to life with the promise of what’s to come.
“Then I think it’s best you don’t waste time and let’s make use of this sturdy wall at my back.”
A grin breaks across his face, softening those angular lines, and then his hands are under my ass. He’s hoisting me up, my legs spreading wide and locking around his waist.
I’d think the first order of business would be to get North’s pants down enough so I can get that thick cock into my hands but instead, his fingers are back inside me. I groan as two stretch me and then I’m wantonly riding them. He leans back, looks between our bodies and murmurs, “That’s fucking sexy as hell.”
My body shakes as I leverage myself, my elbows on his shoulders, and I ride his hand hard. His hand twists, his thumb grazes my clit, and I start to see stars.
“Jesus,” he grumbles thickly and then his hand is gone. I cling to him, feeling movement as he pushes the offending sweats out of the way and then he’s at my entrance, nudging inside.
North is a big guy, thick and long, but I don’t know that I’ve ever been more ready or prepared for a man before. I’m delirious with the need to have him inside me and my hips start to circle as I push down against him.
His face hovers before mine, our breath mingling as we pant with heaving need. I stare into his eyes as he goes still, long enough for me to take a breath, and then he shoves his way deep inside me.
The stretch feels like heaven as I welcome him into my body, and I’ve never felt so full before. I don’t know if it’s the angle or the frenzied nature of our coupling, but I feel like I’m losing control of my entire life.
“Goddamn, this feels good,” North groans, dropping his forehead against mine.
His fingers dig into my ass as he dips slightly, only to drive deeper into me. I huff out a pent-up breath, try to suck air back in, but my lungs feel like they’re in a vise grip.