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)
“No shit,” she breathes, staring at me through the mirror, her eyes filled with wonder. “I never would have guessed. He seems like such a pushover, completely blinded by washed-up pussy.”
My hands move over her waist, and as she lets out the softest sigh and her body relaxes further against mine, I realize this is exactly what she needs to release the pent-up frustration burning through her.
“Elias is anything but a pushover,” I warn her. “He’s callous and cold. The facade he puts on for your mother is just that. He likes to play women, collecting them like possessions and wearing them down until they break. Keep your eyes open around him. He’s not somebody you want to fuck with.”
“Oh, I have no interest in messing with that.”
“I know,” I say, my hand lowering down past her hip. “But just because you have no interest in being caught in his web, doesn’t mean that he doesn’t notice you.”
Her face scrunches with distaste. “Gross.”
I nod, glad we’re on the same page, and as my hand lowers further to cup her pussy, her gaze lifts to mine through the mirror. In a matter of seconds, the frustration and pain from earlier morphs into undiluted hunger, daring me to continue.
She immediately grinds against the palm of my hand as my other hand slips up the inside of her top, my fingers brushing against her skin and leaving a wake of goosebumps.
“We shouldn’t,” she groans, not even pretending that she doesn’t want it.
“Oh, but doll. I really think we should.”
She grins, and I don’t hesitate to grip her hips and whip her around to face me. She sucks in a gasp, and as I hold her stare, I reach for her top, slowly dragging it up over her head. She doesn’t say a word as I drop the small shirt to the bathroom tiles, and as that bright green gaze remains locked on mine, I reach for the front of her pants, slowly, but pointedly undoing the button and fly.
I dig my thumbs into the top of her pants before pushing them down her hips, taking her thong right along with it. I kneel as I continue pushing her jeans down to her feet, and I can’t help but drag my gaze over her creamy thighs.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
Once the pants are on the ground, I pointedly look up at her again, waiting ever so patiently for her to step out of them. She grins and braces her hand on my shoulder before doing exactly what I want.
Straightening back up to my full height, staring down at the beautifully naked woman before me, I feel my cock hardening and straining against the front of my jeans.
“Well, you’ve got me naked,” Harper muses, her fingers lifting to my chest as she looks up at me, those big eyes filled with a false innocence. “What exactly do you intend to do with me now?”
Rich desire pulses through my veins, and I step in closer, gripping her waist. “Didn’t you hear, doll? Dinner was cut short, and I’m still fucking hungry.”
Without skipping a beat, I lift her onto the vanity and drop straight to my knees, taking her thigh and throwing it straight over my shoulder. “Holy fuck,” she gasps, her fingers immediately knotting into my hair.
I don’t waste a single second, diving in between her creamy thighs and closing my mouth over her clit, sucking and nipping as my tongue rolls over her most sensitive parts. She leans back, her body pressed flat against the mirror, and she looks down, watching the way I eat her pussy. When I add my fingers to the mix, she lets out a deep groan, and her hips jolt, silently begging for more.
I give her exactly what she needs, my fingers splitting inside her soaking cunt, massaging her walls, and coaxing every ounce of pleasure out of her. I curve my fingers just the way she likes it, rocking them back and forth over her G-spot and watching the way she trembles for me.
“Knight,” she pants. “Fuck. I need you.”
Oh, she’ll get me. Every fucking inch of me.
She falls apart, and within seconds, her sweet little cunt is spasming around my fingers, squeezing tight as she comes. She throws her head back against the mirror as her legs lock around my shoulders, but I don’t stop, loving the way she shudders for me.
Her whole body trembles, her chest heaving, and I’d bet everything that I have that she doesn’t even remember the bullshit that just went down at dinner. Not anymore. All she’s thinking about is my tongue rolling over her clit.
I keep working her until she finally comes down from her high, and when her grip loosens in my hair and she lets out a breathy sigh, I pull away, slowly releasing my fingers from inside her.