Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“Locke,” I say his name on a heavy sigh. His head dips, eyes close, and I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs with his swallow.
“My name tumbling off your lips, my cock buried inside you, never going to get enough, Jade. Not fucking ever.” He slides out of me, the metal hardware blazes a path, and I’m unable to stop the tightening of my pussy around his length.
“I’m going to need you to move.” I wiggle and lift my hips to get my point across.
“Not yet. Wait it out, sugar. You came hard and fast earlier. This time, it’s all about the build-up.” His teeth are clenched, and I’m thinking maybe he won’t be able to hold back much longer.
“Honey, please,” I beg, back lifting off the bed, chasing after him by any means necessary.
“Wrap me up, legs around my waist. Want your heels digging into my back, your arms around my neck, letting me give it to you,” he says in a barely-contained rumble. I immediately meet his demand, even though I won’t be able to move nearly as much or be an activate participant.
“Fuck,” I mutter. He slips inside, going all the way in, so deep I have to breathe through it. This position, the way my lower body is tilted up, courtesy of his hand cupping my ass, I swear he’s never been so deep.
“Christ, love this pussy.”
“Love your cock.” He swivels his hips, grinding down on my clit. The way it feels has me tipping closer to the edge.
“Don’t you come, not fucking yet.” My core pulses around his dick, and while he may not want to tip over the edge, his actions are proving otherwise. He rocks back and forth in slow, deep thrusts, each time somehow managing to bring us closer together in a very physical way.
“Locke.” My eyes close, nipples grazing along his chest, making it that much harder to focus on not coming and nearly dying to hold myself back. I know it’ll be worth it and yada yada yada. But when I’m with Locke, all of my senses short-circuit, and all I want is more.
More of him pressed against me.
More of him taking me to a place I’ve never been before.
More of him holding me as close as possible.
I want everything he has to give, and I want to give him everything I have to give.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, and I’m left with one last glance before my eyes shudder closed, unable to stop the orgasm rippling through my body. Locke’s eyes are laser-focused on me, dark eyelashes framing his eyes, nostrils flaring, cheeks hollowed in. His sole focus is on us.
“Locke!” My grip on him tightens, my nails digging into the skin on his back. My heels burrow in whatever area they can, one in his back, the other in his ass. Our bodies sliding with each powerful push of his body has me tumbling fast and hard.
“Coming with you, sugar.” He dips his head, his lip meets mine, he moans into my mouth, and I greedily take each deep, guttural noise. My orgasm is earth shattering, bed shaking, and all-consuming. I’m not sure where I begin and he ends.
It’s not until we both come down from our post-orgasmic bliss that I realize Locke looks at me as if the world is narrowed to one single, sacred moment, and this is it. I’m it.
A slow smile unfurls, not cocky, not practiced, but genuine. The strong lines of his jaw, the parting his lips on a breath. His eyes that were dark earlier have mellowed out, making them appear luminous, and he’s currently drinking me in without an ounce of shame.
He unwraps my arm from around his neck and takes my hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing my palm.
“Not ready to leave you just yet.” My pussy decides to tighten around his cock in that moment. He’s still hard, not as hard as he was moments ago but still there, nevertheless.
“Then don’t.” He cradles me in his arms, sliding them beneath my back and dropping more of his weight on top of me, and, boy, do I love it. While my energy is zapped and my skin is tingling, I’m sure his is even more so, and to know some of that, alright, all of that, is from me, makes me blissfully happy.
“Yeah, gonna fuck more of my come inside you, Jade. Keep it there for as long as I can.”
“I won’t argue with that,” I say with a sigh. My legs drop from around his waist. My hips received more of a stretch than I’ve felt in a long time. I’m totally going to have to hit up a yoga class with Shae at LITHE soon, especially if Locke keeps up the pace we’re going at each other.