Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Keira didn’t say anything, because she didn’t know what words could be uttered that would have the same impact as what he just told her. So instead of saying anything, she tilted her head and kissed him with all the emotion he conjured inside her. It was fierce and strong and had her heart wanting things she’d never envisioned for herself.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed closer to him, needing this like she needed oxygen in her lungs, like she needed blood in her veins. It was powerful and consuming, and she wasn't going to fight it. She didn’t want to.
She was needy and anxious, aroused and excited.
And she wasn’t going to stop this from happening.
And when he used his upper body to press her to the blanket, she let him take control, leading to this moment that would no doubt shape every other encounter she had for the rest of her life.
She couldn't breathe, and not because he devoured her mouth, not because she knew where this moment might lead to, but because his very presence was this pressure that was overwhelming as well as frightening.
And she wanted more.
She adjusted herself so her legs were spread, his much bigger body now positioned between them. He settled his weight on her, a comforting, addicting feeling that had her pulling him closer. And when she felt the hardness between his thighs press against the most intimate part of her, a startled, pleasure-filled gasp left her.
He pressed his mouth against hers, and she let go, just felt and smelled and experienced everything that was Reese. His warm tongue slid along hers, stroking, mimicking the exact sexual act she wished they were doing.
In and out.
A slow, steady thrust of his tongue into her mouth and his hips against her core.
She panted against his lips and lifted her hips for harder contact, digging her pussy against the firmness of his cock.
“Please,” she murmured against his mouth, unsure what she was pleading for, but just knowing without a doubt she wanted more of this… of him.
His hand slid down her side and stopped on her outer thigh. The denim of her jeans wasn’t thick enough to stop the heat that came from his palm.
He was so hard, like a steel rod behind the fly of his jeans. Ever-so-slowly, he moved his hand up and down her leg, trailing his fingers over her jeans, and she wished she’d been smart, thought this out, and wore a damn skirt.
“You don’t want me to stop?” he murmured against her lips, and she shook her head.
I don’t want you to stop.
“Then I won’t,” he groaned, and fireworks exploded inside her to the point she writhed beneath him, rubbed her pussy against his cock, and told him without words to go further.
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Reese started a slow and steady rock against her, driving her lust higher, making her ache in places she didn’t even know existed.
I want more. I need it.
Keira found herself reaching between them, her hands going for the button of her jeans, popping it free. She'd never been so wild, free, and abandoned with her desire before.
She’d never done this.
Keira shifted, pushing her pants off one leg, not sure what she was doing or how far she’d go, but all the while, Reese kissed her, devoured her mouth until she was frantic for him. She found herself straddling him, the feel of his hardness causing even more wetness to spill from her. She was ready for him, and Keira knew if things went all the way, she wouldn’t try to stop it.
She was crazed at this moment, so hungry for Reese she tasted him on her tongue, smelled him in her nose, and felt him on every single inch of her body.
They tilted their heads at the same time, their tongues delving deeper until she felt like she was lost in everything that was Reese.
“You taste so good, Keira.” He trailed his lips over her jaw and down her neck to where her pulse beat frantically. He continued a slow, steady press of his hardness against her, lifting his hips at the same time she pressed down on him.
Could he feel how wet she was, her arousal soaking through the material?
His fingers slid down her hips, over her outer thighs, twisting slightly and moving back up her inner thighs. The digits rested at the edge of her panties, not moving, just rubbing back and forth along her skin, causing her inner muscles to clench.
“Touch me, Reese.”
He groaned against her neck, his body tense and his breathing ragged. “I am touching you, baby.” His words sounded distorted, his body harder than she’d ever felt before.
Her breasts ached, felt heavy, her nipples sensitive as they pressed against the material of her bra. Keira was desperate as she pressed the mounds against his chest, the peaks aching, feeling tight.