Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I lean back and take in her body, the curves of her breasts fuller than I realized, her nipples a dusky pink and hard, just begging for me to suck. That’s what I do. At the first lick, Gabby sighs, and when I pull one into my mouth, she moans, her entire body writhing beneath me. With my other hand, I plump and caressed her other breast, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
She arches her hips, and I know if I slip my hand beneath those loose shorts I’ll find she’s wet. Ready for me? Not yet, and I want to make this as easy for her as possible. I also need to find a way to keep myself under control because everything about her turns me on. Reining myself in won’t be easy, but for her, I’ll do it.
* * *
Gabby
Maddox seems to know all the right spots to lick, suck, and yes, bite, I think, as my body hums in ways I never felt before. Did I make out with boys? Yes. And that’s what they were. Boys. Maddox is all man, and the attention he gives to my body proves he isn’t a selfish one, either.
He rises to his feet and strips off his pants. I take in his thick, heavy cock, obviously aroused, and my eyes open wide. I might be wet, but I don’t know how he’ll fit.
“Relax, princess. I’ll make it good for you.”
At his gruff words, warmth spreads like liquid through my veins. I believe him and reach down, wriggling off my shorts, taking my skimpy bikini underwear off with them.
Though inexperienced with sex, I don’t want to make him feel like he’s with a young girl, not when he’s already made my age an issue. So, I bare myself to him, doing my best not to blush or attempt to cover myself. Instead, I lay down, as ready as I’ll ever be. No matter how nervous I am, my sex throbs and feels empty. For the first time, I know what it’s like to want. I want to be filled by him, even if it hurts.
“Fucking beautiful,” he says, his hot gaze raking over my skin.
I swallow hard, aware of my nipples puckering even more under his approving stare. “Do you know what I’ve been thinking about since the first time I saw you without a shirt?” I ask, looking up into his handsome face.
“Tell me.” He braces his hands on either side of my shoulders again, but this time, when he lowers himself, his hot erection pulses against my belly and my sex.
“I wanted to lick that tattoo on your shoulder,” I admit, pushing myself to my elbows and doing just that, my tongue swiping across his hot skin. “Salty,” I say. “And you smell good.”
A light coating of precome smears across my stomach. Obviously, he likes that, so I continue, trailing a path along the tribal band.
“Enough.” His gruff voice doesn’t put me off, not when he’s so hard and his hips arching against my body.
He draws a long breath. “I need to see if I have condoms,” he mutters.
I ask myself if I trust him enough and decide yes, I do. “I’m on birth control, and you already know I’ve never done this before. How about you? Are you safe?”
“You’re asking me if I can take you bare?” His gaze darkens at the rhetorical question. “I was tested after I left New York. I wasn’t sure I trusted the woman I’d been with. Then did it again after…well, we can talk about it another time. I don’t want anyone else between us right now.”
I nod in understanding. “Then let’s do this.”
He shakes his head and chuckles. “You always surprise me. We’re not just going to do this. I’m going to make sure you’re so ready for me, nothing else matters.”
He then slides down my body and sits between my thighs, his body resting on his knees. Gripping my thighs, he pulls my legs apart. “Put them on my shoulders.”
No one has ever gone down on me, either, but I don’t think this is the time to mention it. All too aware of his sizzling gaze on my nearly bare sex, I do as he instructs. But I can’t watch any longer, and as his face draws closer, I shut my eyes in time for the first swipe of his tongue on my clit.
My hips buck, and I moan, the sound escaping because I never imagined how good this could feel.
“You taste delicious,” he mutters and begins to suck and nibble, pulling my outer lips into his mouth, teasing me by licking me everywhere but where I need him most. He slides that talented tongue over the seam between my thigh and my sex, showing me yet another erogenous zone.