Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
He takes my legs, dragging me down the armchair before hooking each of my knees over the edge of the arm rests, opening me wide. In this position, I’m completely at his mercy, unable to move, but even if I could, I wouldn’t dare try.
“There,” he rumbles, looking at me laid out before him like an all-you-can-eat buffet. “This is how I expect to find you when I come home from work.”
“Really?” I murmur, my tongue rolling over my bottom lip. “And what exactly do you plan on doing with me?”
A smirk kicks up the corner of his lips, and as that dark gaze burns with excitement, he falls to his knees. His fingers drop to my shoulder, slowly trailing over the fabric of my lingerie, touching me everywhere. He follows the curve of my breast down to my ribs, brushing over the MINE scar before dancing across my hip.
His fingers move over the fabric of my thong as I squirm beneath him, my body already so worked up, and when he pulls the dainty fabric aside, revealing my needy cunt beneath, his eyes fill with the deepest desire.
Then with my heels hanging over the sides of the armchair, Knight dives in, closing his warm mouth over my clit. I cry out, my hips jolting at the sudden rush of pleasure against my core, and he responds by rolling his tongue over my sensitive clit.
I groan as he works me, desperate to twine my fingers into his hair and pull, but I’m at his mercy, playing by his rules as he works me at his own pace, having complete control.
“Oh God, Knight,” I groan, my hips rolling against his face.
His lips are like pure ecstasy working my body, and when he reaches down between my thighs and pushes two thick fingers deep inside me, I can barely hold myself together. My hips wildly jolt, and I cry out, raw, undiluted pleasure pumping through my veins.
His fingers curve inside of me, splitting and rolling, massaging my walls until the intensity has my body spasming beneath him. He holds me down, his hand splayed on my waist as I feel a deep tightening in my core.
“Oh fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I throw my head back against the armchair, my eyes rolling in my head, but I need to see the way his tongue rolls over my clit, flicking and teasing, nipping and sucking.
I’ve never seen anything so raw, so erotic, so full of undiluted passion. The way he works me, the way he craves me, the way he worships every inch of my body. How could I ever be without him?
That coil inside of me tightens until I can’t possibly hold on any longer, and I explode, my orgasm tearing through me like a bomb, destroying everything that stands in its way. My body shatters, wildly spasming and jolting, and with every pass of his tongue over my clit, I fall to pieces.
Electricity buzzes through my veins as the intensity continues to reach an all new high.
“Fuck,” I cry out. “Knight!”
His fingers roll inside me, drawing out every ounce of pleasure like a twisted exorcism, like a demon calling for his willing subjects, and I’m all too eager to fall to my knees.
He gives me everything, pushing me to my absolute limits, and the moment I reach that peak and start coming back down, his precise movements become lazy, allowing me to finally catch my breath.
My body goes limp against the armchair as his warm lips move from my core to the inside of my thigh, pressing the sweetest kisses to my skin, and forcing a deep groan from between my lips.
Knight fixes the delicate fabric of my thong back into place, and I have to give credit where it’s due. He’s no stranger to tearing my underwear right off my body, but he managed to resist, and that right there shows an incredible display of control.
He lifts my legs off the armrests, letting me sit up on the chair properly, and as he kneels before me, I can’t resist leaning forward and kissing him deeply. His hand works up to the base of my throat, gently squeezing and sending a rush of need through my body.
“You on your knees, tasting just like me. I could get used to this.”
“Is that so?” Knight rumbles, pulling me off the armchair so that I fall onto him, my knees hitting the carpet on either side of his strong thighs.
“Mm-hmm.”
His hand dances across my body, grabbing my ass before fingering the material of my skimpy lingerie. “This right here,” he rumbles, his tone thick with desire. “This is how I want you every fucking day of the rest of my life. Just you and me, alone in this room.”
“Every day, huh?”
“Oh yeah.”
I roll my hips on top of him, grinding against his thick cock. “I’m not sure you could handle me every single day.”