This Is Wild Read online Natasha Madison (This is #2)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: This Is Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
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She lets go of my mouth only to answer. “My room.” I walk up the stairs to her bedroom, and I’m lost in the smell of her. I’m lost in her kisses; I’m lost in everything that is her.

As soon as I walk into her room, she slips out of my arms and her hands move up my chest to my shoulder to slip off my jacket. I’m watching her hands so intently I don’t even notice ​that she is getting lower and lower until her hands are on my belt. She slips it out of ​its loops in record time, and in a blink of a second or maybe longer, I have no idea, the sound of my zipper is the only sound in the room. It is not me breathing because I’m not. My pants slip off my hips or maybe she pushes them off. My eyes are on her mouth as she pulls down my boxers, and my cock springs free, but only for a minute before her hand fists the shaft, and she takes me into her mouth.

The heat of her mouth and the wetness of her tongue make my eyes close on their own. My hand goes into her hair, and I hold it in one fist while she tries to take me all the way down her throat. My eyes open, and I watch her take me, her head bobbing up and down as my cock disappears into her mouth. Her hand moving in motion with her mouth, and then she looks up at me. Her eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them, and I look at her other hand between her own legs. “I don’t want to come in your mouth the first time,” I tell her, and then she slowly moves off my cock, and I think I’m going to get to finally sink inside her. But she just goes to the right and then licks my cock from the shaft to the tip and then taking the tip into her mouth, she sucks it in. She does it two more times, and I swear I feel my balls ​start to tighten. I know it’ll be one more time before I come on her face or in her mouth, and I don’t want to do that. I move back, and she moans.

With my hand in her hair, I guide her up to me slowly and then tilt her head back and attack her neck. “I said I want to come in you,” I whisper to her. “Me planted all the way in you.” Her eyes close, and I know she’s still playing with herself. My hand finds hers, and she is slowly rubbing her own clit. I bring her hand to my mouth and suck off her two fingers in my mouth, tasting her again.

“You are wearing too much clothes,” she says. “I want to see you naked.” My hand releases her hair as her fingers pull my tie loose and drop it to our feet. Her tiny delicate fingers open one button at a time, and it’s agony. I just want to rip them open and toss her on the bed. “Next time,” she says with a smirk, “how about you just wear a sweater like me,” she says and peels the sweater over her head, and I step back. Her body is so defined and perfect. My cock gets even harder, and right now, I think I’m going to fucking come without her even touching me. I bend my head, taking one of her pink pebbled nipples into my mouth, and she moans as her hand lowers to my cock. I do the same thing with the other nipple, and this time, her hand squeezes my cock. Her nipple slips off my tongue while I moan. “I thought you wanted to come in me?” I rip my shirt off now, and the remaining five buttons go flying.

I push my pants down my legs, kicking off my socks and shoes at the same time. “Oh my God,” she whispers, then steps to me. Her finger tracing across my ribs where my tattoo is.

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, The courage to change the things I can, And the wisdom to know the difference.

She leans down and kisses me right there, and then she looks up at me, and I push the hair away from her face and kiss her lips. I back her ​up until her knees hit the bed. “Condom,” I tell her and turn to go to my pants. She stops me, her hand grabbing my arm.

“How long?” she asks.

“Since I’ve been recovering,” I tell her. “The same day.”

“I’m clean,” she says, and I know what she’s saying. “And I’m on the pill.” So I turn back to her and pick her up and place her in ​the middle of the bed. She opens her legs for me, and I see her glistening pussy waiting for me.


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