Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
I close her fingers around the shaft and slowly pump our fists along my member. She picks up the rhythm quickly, so I move my hand into her hair, holding it out of the way as she shuttles the tip of my cock in between her lips. “Fuuuuuck. That feels so good, sweetheart.”
And then it’s too good. I pull out abruptly.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” She runs a finger under her upper teeth. “I was trying to be careful.”
“You were, sweetheart, but I want to be inside you. I want to come inside you.” I rid myself of my pants and boxers, which were wrapped around my knees, and pick up the wooden shower bench, placing it under the stream of hot water. A quick look at my camera tells me that Violet’s still asleep. I tug Addison inside the shower and close the door.
Under the hot spray of water, I lather her body, making contact with every nook and cranny. “We should seriously consider taking showers together every day,” I say as I spread her ass cheeks apart. Her fingernails curl into my biceps when my thumb rubs tiny circles around that puckered, forbidden hole. I dip inside, and she shakes.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I whisper into her ear.
“Frighteningly so,” she replies with a half sigh, half moan. She softens, and my thumb slips even deeper.
“Next time, I’ll put a little plug here and then take your cunt at the same time.” I lower myself onto the stool and spread her legs on either side of my hips. “But right now, it’s time for you to ride me.”
I remove my thumb and open her sex with two fingers. She’s still so tight, so tiny here. I could rip her in half if I’m not careful. But the water and the slippery suds help to ease my cock inside her. Her eyes are like two whirlpools, swirling with need. I capture her mouth, kissing her until we’re both dizzy.
“You ready?” I ask.
“You really have no business being this big.”
“I can’t help it. You should try being less sexy.”
“I can’t help it,” she repeats with sass.
I throw back my head and laugh. Fuck. My life is so good. She’s so good.
Chapter Eighteen
ADDISON
Carr’s laughter vibrates through my body. This is what love should be. It can be both dirty and sweet, filled with closeness and laughter. He really is everything I could have dreamed up and so much more.
I let myself sink farther down onto Carr’s cock, taking him fully inside of me. A small gasp leaves me, my nails digging into his shoulders. My body wants every inch of him, but I wasn’t teasing when I said he has a big cock.
The laughter dies on Carr’s lips, his hands gripping my hips. “Shit, are you okay?” Concern is all over his handsome face, but so is desire. I love the way he looks at me. It makes me feel so sexy.
“Better than okay.” I want to live in this moment forever. I lick my lips. “You?”
“Never better. Ever.” I believe him. At this moment, things couldn’t be better. It’s only us in the hotel suite. This little makeshift family.
“Are you going to let me move then?” I tease. His hold on me is firm, but it doesn’t hurt. It’s possessive, and like everything else with Carr, it turns me on.
"What if I want to move you?" It's not really a question because the man is already doing it. He lifts me by my hips as if I'm a doll, then lowers me back down while simultaneously thrusting his hips upward, meeting in the middle. His movements allow my body to adjust to him while giving me pleasure at the same time.
"Carr," I moan. He’s now taken full control, making me fuck him, which makes it dirtier. I know he's not really making me, but that's not the point.
"You like that, baby? Me taking over?"
"Yes," I admit with another moan as he keeps doing it, finding a rhythm. It’s fucking hot watching him dominate me. I know the only reason I’m turned on by this is because I trust him.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” He groans. Carr tucks me in closer to him so that my clit grinds against his pelvic bone. There is no space between us. I don't know where he begins and I end anymore. “I’m not going to last.” His admission turns me on even more.
“Inside me?” I know it’s crazy, but I want him to come in me.
“Don’t say that,” he grits out through clenched teeth. “I’m trying not to come.” Carr closes his eyes. I love that I have him on edge. That he’s so worked up and turned on by me. “I want you with me.”
“But you want to come inside me?” The thought turns me on even more. I sense my own orgasm beginning to surge within me.