Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
7
CASSANDRA
I can’t believe this is happening. It shouldn’t be happening. I should be back at the estate and in my room where I’m supposed to be–not here at Rhett’s apartment, lying naked beneath him, staring up at his gorgeous, sculpted physique, my eyes tracing every line of his very toned muscles.
He’s an Adonis. A Greek god. A man who must have made countless women drool in his time walking the planet. He could have any woman he wants, and yet for some reason, he’s chosen me.
My heart is working overtime as I try to keep myself together. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before. I’d never even kissed a man until Rhett. Now he’s staring down at me like I’m a miracle he never thought he deserved. Like he’s lucky to have me.
If anyone here’s the lucky one, it’s me.
His gaze devours me as he drags his eyes up and down my body. It’s so intimate, yet I don’t feel embarrassed or ashamed. I feel proud, like I’m his prize. His trophy. Something rare and delicate, meant to be treasured. His eyes are so filled with passion and hunger that it’s like he wants more than just my body. He wants me. All of me. I can feel it in my bones. All the way into the core of my being.
His massive manhood takes my breath away. It’s so thick and beautiful, pulsing with need, like a symbol of his masculinity, and for some reason, I can’t stop thinking about the fact that its purpose is to impregnate me.
“Look what you’ve done to me, angel,” he growls, his voice warm and sexy. “I’ve never been this hard in my entire life.”
Heat swells through my thighs, rising up into my stomach. I twist beneath him on the bed, on fire with his praise. All I can do is nod. I can’t speak. I don’t even trust myself to be able to put a sentence together. All I trust right now is the pounding of intense desire coursing through my blood.
And Rhett, of course.
He takes my hand and guides it between his legs. His other hand grips my hip, gently but possessive at the same time. “Remember what I said,” he whispers. “A man wants to feel wanted too. Show me how badly you want me, angel.”
I gulp hard, my nervousness returning. I have no idea what I’m doing or what he wants as I slide my hands up his thighs, slow and unsure, until I reach his cock, sticking out like a mast on a ship. Hesitantly, I take it between my fingers.
It twitches, pulsing like a heartbeat. His breath catches, and he nods. “That’s right. Just like that.”
His praise spurs me forward, and I wrap both hands around his girth, but he’s so goddamn thick that my fingers don’t even meet in the middle. He’s just too big; it’s stunning. When I look up at him, he’s already smiling. He knows exactly what I’m thinking.
“Just like this.” He guides me, his hands around mine, moving them up and down, showing me how to stroke his shaft.
So this is how you do it…
His eyes roll back in his head, and he lets out a groan of satisfaction that lights me up inside. I move faster, driven by instinct and an aching desire to please him. To make him groan more and show me that what I’m doing is right.
My mouth starts to water, and I look down at what I’m doing–at his hard-on that I can’t even get my hands around. And I feel the urge to go further. To do more.
“Men like it when you…use your mouth, right?” I somehow manage to ask. Rhett’s eyes flash, and I feel his cock pulse in my fingers again. So strong. So hard.
“Damn right they do,” he replies.
“I should…learn how to do that?” My cheeks are on fire. Rhett’s gaze is burning, and he has me melting as I look back at him. I’m actually dying to get my lips around him, but I’m also starting to quiver with just how nervous I am.
He nods, tracing my jaw with his hand. “Absolutely. I’ll show you just what to do.”
The next thing I know, Rhett has a fistful of my hair and is pushing my head down. I gasp, not from shock or surprise but from just how much his display of force and power turns me on.
Then, there it is in front of me. His massive cock, thick and veiny. Swollen with arousal, and I have no idea what to do with it. And Rhett knows it.
“Kiss it, angel,” he tells me, stroking the back of my neck. “Start slowly if you need to.”
My lips are trembling as I open my mouth. What if I screw this up and he doesn’t want to be with me anymore? I let my eyes flick up to his, but all I see is encouragement and approval, which gives me the courage to continue.