Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 102942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
My heart races, my heavy pulse booming in my ears as he slowly inches toward me, not stopping until his chest is brushing against mine.
“Raiden,” I breathe, unsure if it’s a warning or a plea, but then his fingertips brush down the length of my forearm, and with that simple touch, I’m ruined.
An animalistic hunger slams into my chest as goose bumps race across my skin from his touch, and I can no longer physically hold back from him. Then, as if sensing the desperation radiating out of me, Raiden crashes into me, his hands curling around my body and grabbing my ass just as his lips crush mine, kissing me deeply.
His lips move against mine as he lifts me against the wall of the elevator, the high split in my dress making it easy to wrap my legs around his waist.
His kiss is intoxicating, and as his lips trail from mine and make their way down to the sensitive spot beneath my ear, I can’t help but tip my head back against the wall, allowing him more space to work.
Raiden grinds against me, his thick cock ready to destroy me for any other man, and I let out a deep groan as a feral need consumes me. He grinds against my core, giving me just enough pressure to drive me wild. “Oh fuck,” I cry, my arm locking around his strong shoulder as my fingers knot into his hair, desperately needing something to hold on to.
His lips work over my neck, and with every swipe of his tongue, my eyes flutter with intense satisfaction, blowing me away. He’s barely even touched me and already I’m writhing in his arms, just like he always knew I would.
I’m soaking wet for him, and there’s not a single doubt that once he’s finished with me, this elevator is going to need a wet floor sign, a bucket, and a mop.
“Shit, Firecracker,” he breathes against my burning skin. “I need to be inside you.”
The mere thought of how he will stretch me sends me into a world of pure bliss, and I lock my legs around his waist, needing it more than I need to breathe. “Please,” I whimper.
Releasing me with one hand, Raiden reaches down between my thighs, his fingers knotting into the delicate fabric of my black thong, and with practiced ease, he tears it off me. The fabric falls to the ground, and as his lips return to mine, his fingers brush over my needy clit, making my hips jolt with a fierce desperation.
“Oh fuck,” I groan against his mouth, but the words barely make it past my lips before he slides two thick fingers deep inside my core. I suck in a gasp, and he grins, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me.
I’ve been needing this since the moment I met him, craved it, dreamed about it. Every single night as I listened to him wildly fucking other women, I wondered just how good it would feel, how he’d touch me, how he’d bring me to life, but I never imagined it could feel this good.
His fingers curve within me, teasing with what’s to come as my walls shamelessly pulse around him, begging for more.
“Raiden,” I gasp.
He doesn’t stop, bringing me right to the edge as his lips return to my neck, sending waves of intense pleasure rocking through my body. Hot pulses of desire consume me, and I need everything that he is.
It’s more than I bargained for, and as his fingers work my G-spot, I can’t help but cry for more.
“Yes,” I tell him, clutching onto him as though terrified of letting go. “Just like that.”
He doesn’t disappoint, and when his thumb reaches up and rolls tight circles over my clit, it’s all I can do to hold on. “GOD, YES! RAIDEN!” I cry out, tightening my fingers in his hair as his tongue works over my neck, driving me insane with those devilish, wicked skills.
My hips start to jolt, taking on a mind of their own as the pleasure becomes too much, and suddenly my world is exploding, and I’m seeing stars up against the side of the elevator.
My walls erratically convulse around his fingers as the high tears through me, my fingers and toes clenching. It’s too much. He’s too good, and I know if I were to let him, he’d ruin me forever.
His fingers don’t stop moving, tormenting me with their delicious skills and enticing every ounce of pleasure out of me until there’s nothing left to give. It’s like climbing a roller coaster, getting higher and higher until you finally reach the peak, then you come crashing right back down while experiencing the greatest thrill life has to offer.
Raiden is that thrill, and no matter how much I deny it, the truth is right here in this elevator.