Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 116760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 584(@200wpm)___ 467(@250wpm)___ 389(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 584(@200wpm)___ 467(@250wpm)___ 389(@300wpm)
It was just a plain, white cotton bra. She didn’t have a lot to support. His fingers ran over the top of her breasts almost reverently though. The look on his face made her breath catch in her throat.
“I know they’re not much—” she started to say. But he placed his fingers over her mouth.
“Gonna stop you right there before you say something that means I’m gonna have to stop and spank you.”
“Why would you have to spank me?” she asked, pouting slightly. “That’s mean.”
“Because you were about to say something mean about yourself, and you know that’s not allowed.”
Oh. Right.
Yikes. He was really serious about that?
“And right now, I want to do other things to your body . . .”
Reaching around her, he undid her bra. “Not going too fast?”
She shivered. “Nope. You’re not going fast enough.”
He smiled as he slid off her bra. “You can stop me at any time by saying red. Okay?” He was watching her carefully like he expected her to fall apart at any moment.
She wasn’t going to do that.
At least not at this moment.
“I want this. I want you. I know I had some doubts . . . some fears, but it was never about how much I wanted you. How much I desired you.” She could feel herself blushing.
“So sweet. I’m going to take my time with you.”
“Nooo,” she said. “That’s so mean.”
“I want to savor this. Learn every part of you. My beautiful, amazing, clever girl.”
“I like how you see me,” she whispered. It was hard for her to see herself as beautiful or amazing. Definitely not clever. “Some days, it feels like I’m hanging off a cliff with one hand clinging on, my feet dangling, and the world is far below me.”
He stilled, watching her.
“And the worst part is that I don’t know whether to use my other hand to hold on . . . or just let go.”
Corbin grasped her face between his hands, glaring down at her. The expression on his face was so fierce that it took her breath away. “You always hold on, understand me? You hold on and you wait for me. Because I am coming for you. I am going to help you up.”
“Because you’re my hero.”
“Because I’m yours. And you’re mine. And we’re there for each other. No matter what. You know that, right?”
“I do. But sometimes I might need reminding.”
“Then that’s what I’ll do.”
“Totally ruined the moment, didn’t I?” she tried to joke.
“Hey, I want you to always tell me about these thoughts, all right? And nothing could ruin this moment.” He kissed her again. Only, this time, it was savage. Intense. So unlike his previous kisses that it took her breath away.
A murmur of need escaped her.
Bending down, he took her breast into his mouth, sucking on it. Oh wow!
Then he licked her nipple, before biting it gently. It was too much. She ran her fingers through his short hair, wanting more, needing him to touch her all over.
To take her.
It had been so long since she’d had an orgasm that wasn’t one she’d given herself.
He grabbed her yoga pants and pulled them down along with her panties. She quickly raised her bottom so he could get them off.
Holy heck.
He was stealing her breath away. Then he started kissing up her inner thigh. She trembled. His lips were soft, in contrast to the almost rough way he’d stripped her naked.
“Fuck, I can smell you.”
Oh God!
She smelled? That was terrible!
“I’m so sorry! I’ll go have a shower. I didn’t mean—” She tried to push her legs together, but he kept his hands on her thighs.
“Did I say you smelled bad? Because you don’t . . . you smell like fucking heaven and my mouth is watering at the idea of eating you out.”
“It . . . it is? You like doing that?”
“I fucking love it.” He continued kissing along her inner thigh until he got to her mound. Then he kissed along her slit.
“So wet for me, aren’t you? Such a good girl for getting wet for her man.”
Was he trying to make her come from just his words alone? When he moved his mouth to her other thigh, she knew she couldn’t take it. She had to have him touching her there.
“Please. I . . . I . . . I can’t take much more,” she told him. “It’s been a while.”
How humiliating to have to tell him that.
“Shh, I’m going to take care of you, baby. It’s been a while for me, too. You just relax and let me do it all.”
Really?
She’d never done that before. Sure, the asshole had liked to be in control in the bedroom. But generally, he’d order her to suck him off, or he’d have her climb on top and ride him to completion. She’d never had anyone focus on her pleasure before.