Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Nor did Kinsley help by being fucking adorable and bouncing around in the passenger seat on the way back here, going around and around about everything. She was ping-ponging all over.
Then I get her to my bedroom and fuck me. I should get an award for keeping my hands to myself. Well, mostly. But I wasn’t going to cross any lines. Especially not when she was in the state she was. I want her to be with me a hundred percent as we take things further. She sure hadn’t made that easy for me.
“Jax.” Kinsley presses her body more into mine. I can feel her hard little nipples poking through her shirt. All I can think about is seeing them for myself and wrapping my lips around them and every other inch of her. I look forward to the day she allows me to worship her body the way it deserves to be.
“Right here.” I trail my mouth down her jaw and to her neck. Kinsley slips her hands up my chest to wrap around my neck as she thrusts her hips into me.
“I know there are things to handle, but…”
“But my girl needs to be handled first.” I smile against her neck, feeling her nod. My hands go to her ass, lifting her. Kinsley wraps her legs around me, and I carry her back toward the bed.
“You feel so good.” She rocks her pussy up and down my cock. I’m about to make her feel a whole lot better.
I may have never done this before, but I’m a quick study, and I’m not naïve. I also have a fuck ton of fantasies of her built up in my mind from over the years. There is no telling how many times I fucked my own hand thinking about it being her pussy while she moaned my name.
I bring her down onto the bed, kissing her again as I push up her shirt in the process so that I can feel her tits on me, skin to skin. The kiss only breaks when I pull the shirt the rest of the way off of her, leaving her in nothing but her panties. My hand engulfs one of her breasts as I move down her body to wrap my mouth around the other.
“Yes,” she moans, her back arching, offering more of herself to me. Kinsley needs to be careful. I only have so much control, and the need to devour every inch of her is riding me hard.
“You want more, Bunny?” I ask, releasing my hold on her nipple. My hand moves further down her body. Her skin is soft and delicate. I let my fingers skim along the top of her panties, eager to dip inside and see how wet she is for me.
“Please—”
“No begging.” I circle her nipple with my tongue, my fingers dipping into her silky purple panties.
I groan, closing my eyes when I feel how wet she is. My mouth waters for more. Fuck, the plan was to use my fingers to get her off, but it won’t be enough. “Need your taste on my tongue.” There is no fucking way I can resist tasting her. I shift over her before slipping down the rest of her body. I grab her hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed as I fall to my knees beside it.
Kinsley lets out a surprised gasp but doesn’t try and stop me. In fact, she lets her legs fall open farther for me. The wet spot on her panties does nothing to slow the growing need for me to devour her. I should go slower, but I have waited far too long for this. My balls ache so badly it’s become a throb.
I yank her panties to the side and bury my face between her thighs. I throw those perfect legs of hers over my shoulders, wanting them around me as I taste her.
Kinsley’s sweetly tart taste hits me. I’m instantly addicted. My cock jerks in my sweats, and I come a little, but that’s not my focus. I want her to come all over my face. It’s time Kinsley marked me back. I want her scent all over me. To smell her with every breath I take.
My tongue thrusts through the folds of her pussy, going for her clit first. The second my tongue flicks across it, her whole body jerks. Kinsley's fingers grip my hair as her hips buck to get closer to me.
“Jax—” My name sounds panicked. If she’s feeling a tenth of what I am at this moment, I understand. The rest of the world could blow up and go fuck itself right now, and I wouldn’t give a shit. I wouldn’t have any regrets either.
All that matters now is her, and it’s my sole responsibility to make sure I’m taking care of my girl. If I want to own her, I have to prove I’m worthy of it. I already know I’ll never let her go, but I want her to be with me. I need it just as badly. I get off on it.