Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
I shivered. “No,” I breathed, my grip on his arms tightening. I could feel my nails biting into his flesh, but I didn’t ease up. I wasn’t letting him stop this.
His teeth lightly nipped at my earlobe before he picked me up and spun me around to set me on the counter behind him. No longer in danger of melting in a puddle at his feet, I moved my hands up and over his shoulders and into his hair as he kissed down to my collarbone. His hands moved under the oversize sweatshirt, and I gasped, pulling at his hair gently as his callous palms cupped my bare breasts.
“Oakley,” he said, lifting his eyes from the bared skin, where the sweatshirt hung over one shoulder, “stop me.”
I stared down at him and licked my swollen lips. He’d kissed me hard enough to leave them tender. I wanted more of that. I shook my head, and his dark eyes turned almost black. He took the hem of the sweatshirt I was wearing and pulled it up and over my head. I lifted my arms as he removed it, realizing this was the first time he’d ever seen me like this. Not from my lack of trying back when he’d been mine.
Watching him stand there, looking at me as if he was trying to memorize every small curve of my body, made me shiver. My nipples were already hard from his hands being on them, but now, they literally hurt.
“Jesus,” he whispered. “I knew you would be beautiful, but I wasn’t prepared for this.” He reached out and ran his thumb over one of my sensitive buds. “You’re fucking exquisite.”
Having Wilder praise me was something straight out of my fantasies, but right now, I needed more. I ran my hand back up his shoulder and pulled him to me. His eyes went to my mouth, and then he gave me what I needed. The taste of him was one I had never forgotten. The way he could command every nerve in my body with just a kiss had amazed me when I was seventeen, and now, I was jealous of every woman he had kissed. I wanted him all to myself.
When his lips left mine, I started to protest, but he sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth, and I forgot all else. Gripping his shoulders, I watched him while panting. This was by far the best sexual experience I had ever had, and we weren’t even having sex. Yet. If he tried to walk away from this and not finish, I would tie him down and do it myself.
His hand slipped into the waist of the sweatpants I was wearing, and he groaned when he found me bare underneath. “Fuck, Oakley,” he said, letting my nipple pop from his lips. “If I’d known you were naked under all this fabric I tried to cover you up with, you’d never have gotten that nap.”
His eyes stayed on mine, and I opened my legs wider as he shoved his hand between them.
“AH!” I cried out, gripping the edge of the counter when his finger slid between my wet folds.
Wilder’s eyes flared with heat as he pushed a finger inside of me. It had been a while since anything had been there. Even my vibrator. I’d gotten bored with having to pleasure myself. But this … this was on a level no vibrator could reach.
“That’s a tight pussy,” he said with a groan, never taking his eyes off my face. He began to pump his finger in and out slowly. Sounds were coming from me, but I was too lost in this moment. I had no clue what I was saying or doing. I just didn’t want him to stop.
“So damn gorgeous; it hurts,” he rasped before taking the sweats and pulling them off me, leaving me naked and on display. “Goddamn, it just keeps getting better.”
He placed his hands on my knees and spread my legs. My body flushed as he looked at me there. It wasn’t that I was a virgin or anything because that ship had sailed with Sebastian. But it was that Wilder was the one touching me. Seeing me like this.
His hands slipped down to my calves, and he gripped them, then bent my knees, bringing my feet up until my heels were on the edge of the counter. My chest was rising and falling so quickly as I struggled to catch my breath. Wilder slipped his hands under my butt and pulled me forward just before he lowered his mouth. The world around me faded away the moment his tongue flicked over my clit. I cried out as my hand went to his head and held him there as I began to tremble. I wanted to watch. See him kiss me, taste me, but I was also fighting the pure euphoria of the experience, and my eyes wanted to close and get lost in it.