Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
She whimpers as I turn on the toy, the vibrations making her eyes roll back. “Dawson.”
“Yes, Ro. I got you,” I say as I start to move the toy in and out of her. The third arm moves along her ass, but I don’t think she minds it. Especially when my mouth falls to her clit. She cries out so loudly, I feel it in my balls as I suck her clit between my lips and continue to fuck her with the toy. I go slow and deep as I watch her take everything I’m giving her. She grabs hold of her ankles, pulling her legs back farther to give me all the access, and I wish I had a way to pause this moment.
She is so stunning.
All open for me.
Beyond stimulated.
And ready to come.
For me.
I pump the toy inside her as I increase the pressure of my tongue, flicking and sucking on her as she bucks underneath my mouth. I know it’s a lot for her, all the sensations, but I’m feeling them too. I love watching her come, I love making her feel good, and it’s out of my control to almost hump the bed just for some relief from the torture of watching her enjoy her pleasure.
When her second release hits, she mewls the sweetest little sound, her clit pulsating against my lip. I kiss the hood of her pussy but then meet her glazed gaze. “You can be louder than that.”
“Fuck, I can’t. It’s too much.”
“I want you screaming. I want to know you love it.”
“I do,” she insists. “I fucking do. It’s too much, Dawson, please. Just fuck me. I want your big cock inside me.”
I chuckle against her sweet flesh. “Flattery won’t get my cock in you.”
“No?” she challenges, her breathing crazy. “But you know I love your big ol’ cock, stretching me and filling me. I swear I can feel it in my chest when you fuck me. I want it, Dawson. Please.”
I groan against her flesh. “You’re playing dirty.”
I push the toy in deep, and her eyes roll back as she arches. Her chest heaves, her breasts fucking delectable as she pants my name. She lifts her head, her eyes colliding with mine. Then, like the little vixen she is, she bats her lashes at me. “I want to come on your cock, baby. Please.”
I look down at where I’m holding the toy deep inside her, the vibrations trailing up my arm. Her pussy sucks the toy in, while her ass stretches over the second head, making my cock weep. I wanted to make her come one more time like this, but I honestly don’t think I can last. I slowly pull out the toy and tell her, “Grab me a condom.”
But she doesn’t move. Only shakes her head.
I arch a brow. “What?”
“Fuck me,” she says softly. “Bare.”
“Ambrosia?” I ask, surprised. “Are you serious?”
We haven’t not used a condom since this started. She has an IUD, and we made sure we were both healthy. We made a date of it, going to get tested. Afterward, we went to dinner and then go-kart riding. It was a blast, but even when the report came back that all our tests were negative, we never discussed not using condoms.
“Yes,” she says softly. “I want to feel you bare.”
My hands start to shake, and it isn’t from the toy that’s still vibrating in my hand. I turn it off to buy myself a few more seconds before I throw it to the side of the bed. “That’s a big step.”
She nods. “Do you not want to take it with me?”
I want to take them all, but I don’t say that. No, because if I did, I’d admit the truth.
That I’m head over heels in love.
That I want her to be my first and last.
That I want to move in with her.
That, in my head, her name is Ambrosia Mercer-Sinclair.
That she is the mother of the children we will make if we decide to.
But we sure as hell are getting a dog together.
Or maybe a cat since we’re both busy.
Yeah, instead of saying all that, I take her by the back of her knees and drag her to me. She cries out in surprise that turns into a moan when I notch my cock to her entrance and push in, filling her to the hilt. I thought fucking her with a condom was the greatest thing since hitting the ice, but without a condom, the velvet slickness of her pussy swallowing my cock whole? Yeah, nothing, and I mean nothing, is as good as this.
She squeezes me, and I’m a moaning mess in seconds. I clench my eyes shut as I groan loudly, rolling my hips to go deeper before pulling out a bit to go back in for more. I grip her thighs as I fuck her, and I get lost in all the feelings only she can give me. “Fucking hell, Ro. You feel so fucking good.”