Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“Sky—” He starts, but I don’t let him interrupt me.
“Let me finish. So yeah, you’re handsome and all the things, but to me, you’ve always been more than that. You probably don’t remember this, but when I was ten, my parents made Logan take me to the park. I was playing by myself most of the time. You had met up with him there, and a bunch of you guys were playing basketball. Anyway, some kids were making fun of me. You stood in front of me, shielding me, and told them to back off. From that point on, I’ve always felt a connection with you.”
I giggle awkwardly. “Gah, I’m telling myself to keep this light and then admitting to you that I’ve had a crush on you since I was a child.” I try to pull from his arms. “Obviously, I’m not good at the morning after stuff.”
I try to get up, but he rolls me over and uses his body to hold me to the bed. “My turn,” he announces. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Sky?”
I roll my eyes, but he leans down, looking at me with so much intensity that I can’t do anything but listen. “You’re beautiful, smart, sexy, sweet. You’re all the things. And when I look at you, I want things that I’ve never wanted before. I want to protect you… I want to be the one you turn to when you need something… Fuck, Sky, there are so many things I want when I’m with you that I don’t know where to start.”
There’s a faint catch in my breath. “Me too.”
He leans his head down to mine. “And there are things I want to say to you, but when I do, I don’t want there to be anything holding us back. No stalker, no family uprising, nothing. So when this is over, we’re going to talk, and we’re going to make plans.”
Hope flares in my chest. I smile widely at him. “I like the sound of that.” I put my hands on his neck. “So now can I do something? Something I’ve been wanting to do?”
He nods. “Anything.”
I smirk at him. “All right, remember that you said that.”
I push him to his back, and he goes easily. I kiss his chest, right over his heart, and then I start to make my way down his taut stomach.
He sucks in a breath. “Sky… you don’t—”
I cut him off. “I don’t have to? Oh, I know that. I want to.”
He trembles. Zach Campbell, who’s a fierce protector and incredibly handsome, who can have any girl he wants, just trembled under my touch. When he says he wants me, I can’t help but believe him.
I scoot down the length of him, and his manhood is already hard and proud, standing straight up. I sit between his legs and tentatively wrap a hand around it. I feather my finger along his length, and when I get to the tip, there’s a glistening drop of precum. I run the pad of my finger around it and then lift it to my mouth, tasting his desire.
He groans, watching me through hooded eyes.
I pull my finger from my mouth. “I don’t want to do this wrong.”
He shakes his head. “You can’t do anything wrong, Sky. Not with me.”
I lean forward, kissing the tip of his cock. He moans, and that’s all I need to bring me in further. I open my mouth and lick him from root to tip. His hands come up to cup my shoulders, and his whole body goes taut. I open my mouth, take him in, and don’t stop until he hits the back of my throat. I swallow, trying to take him deeper, and the guttural groan that comes from his chest fills the room.
Slowly, I start to bob up and down.
“Look at me, Sky. I want your eyes on me.”
I lift my gaze to his, and I’m surprised to see that his eyes are molten. Watching him, knowing that it’s because of me that he’s feeling pleasure is a good feeling. I take him deeper, moan around his girth, and get lost in the act of making him feel good.
But just as I feel him expanding in my mouth, he pulls me by the arms until I’m seated on his abdomen and his hard manhood is straight up, pressed against my ass. I try to catch my breath as he reaches between my thighs, coating his finger with my arousal. “Are you hurting?”
I shake my head, confused, trying to catch up.
He nods. “Ride me.”
I bite my lip and look behind me then at his face again. Unsure, I ask him, “You want me to ride you?”
He nods, smiling ear to ear. “Fuck yeah, I do.”
He helps me up, aligning his cock to my entrance. His hands grip my hips, holding me over him. I suck in a breath as I start to sink down.