Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I stood and stripped off my jeans while she pulled Madonna over her head.
“This was going to happen,” I said, trying to make her feel better. “I don’t fucking believe in fate, but inevitability came at us like a freight train.”
“It feels that way,” she said, reaching for me. “And now?”
“And now I commence a full body exam.”
She laughed, the sound so sweet and pure I wanted to cheer that I finally got to drink it in, bathe in it. I finally got to enjoy being with her.
I pressed a kiss between her breasts, kneading a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She arched against me and I soothed the pinched nipple with my tongue as I took the other between my fingers.
“Jacob,” she whispered, her voice breathless though I’d barely begun.
I stroked down her body, wanting to know it all. So many times over the last couple of weeks, I’d tried to remember exactly the curve of her hip or the dip above her collarbones. How exactly had she tasted, smelled, sounded as she came? I wanted to commit it all to memory. I knew I wouldn’t be satiated tonight and I was resigned to the fact that as soon as the sun rose, I’d want her again, tomorrow and the next day and the day after that. But if she decided tonight was the last time we’d be together, I wanted to memorize every square centimeter of her. I needed to know her body, mind, and soul, but if I was forced to choose tonight, I was going to focus on her body.
Her mind and soul, she could keep.
For now.
I licked and sucked, kissed and stroked my way down her body, avoiding her clit to ensure she didn’t boil over too soon.
“I’m not sure I’ll survive tonight,” she said.
“I’ll look after you.”
“Such a good doctor,” she said on a sigh.
I crawled over her and then she gave my shoulder a gentle push so I rolled to my back. She kneeled up and took my cock in her hand from where it lay rigid on my stomach.
“You’ve shown me how,” she said. “Now it’s my turn to examine you.”
She pushed her beautiful, glossy brown hair over her shoulder and at right angles to me, leaned forward, taking my crown in her mouth.
Fuck. I’d waited too long for this. Too long to feel her silky skin against mine, far too many days to see the way her body moved with such grace. It didn’t matter if it was yesterday, I’d been deprived of feeling how wet she was for me.
She circled my crown with her tongue before taking me deep in her mouth. So deep, I felt the back of her throat and the delicious sensation when she swallowed. If I was in heaven, I was happy to die right there.
Panic took over as my orgasm began to stir. Fuck, I wasn’t ready. Not nearly ready.
I stroked my hand along her back and over her arse. It was meant to interrupt her but she moaned, and the feeling around my dick lit a fire inside me. I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to come and then fuck her again.
And again.
And again.
I smoothed my hand down her back again and this time, I pushed my hand over her bottom and between her legs, coating myself in her wetness. I tried to think of something else. Gilly’s stupid cocktail. Andy appearing at Sutton’s side like a lap dog. I just needed to hold off for just a few seconds until I could bring her with me. She seemed more turned on than before and I shifted slightly so I could push my fingers through her folds and reach her clit. The nerve endings had been fed by her blood supply and it had grown plump. I pushed my thumb into her and she froze as I circled my middle finger over and around, down and up her clit.
Her breathing was quick and short. “I’m not going to . . .”
“Me neither,” I replied.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” she said.
I groaned. She was killing me.
She wasted no time making it happen. She licked up my shaft in one big stroke as I moved my hand in and out, up and down, unsure if it was her whimpering with my cock in her mouth or the feel of her all over my hand that had my orgasm sprinting toward the finish line.
She reached her hand across my chest and I grabbed it; we grasped each other like our lives were on the line.
I couldn’t hold back a second more and pushed my hips up, up, up, emptying myself into her. She shuddered on my hand, her back arching as her orgasm tore through her at almost the exact same time.