Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 104340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
He was a sight to behold. Hard muscle everywhere even between his legs. And she shivered wondering over the wisdom of her actions.
He stopped, his one knee resting on the bed. “Do you fear me, Dawn?”
At one time she feared him beyond reason, but now? She reached for his hand and turned it over pressing one finger against his palm, waited, and then pressed twice against his palm.
“Yes and no?” he asked perplexed.
This time she nodded.
He lowered himself down alongside her, their bodies touching but he did not touch her. “You should fear me in some things, but I never want you to fear me when we are intimate.”
His hand came up then to gently touch the bruise on her face. “Does this hurt?”
She turned her hand from side to side.
“Sometimes?”
She nodded.
He leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth near the bruised area. “Does that hurt?”
She shook her head.
He brushed his lips across her mouth. “And that?”
She shook her head again aching for more, so much more from him.
He took hold of her chin then and his lips took hers with such fervor that she thought for a moment that she would climax, but he stopped abruptly.
“And that?” he whispered against her mouth. “Does that hurt you?”
She pressed her finger against his arm twice and then twice more and then twice more.
He laughed. She had never heard him laugh and it made her smile.
“Then you want more?”
She pressed her finger to his arm at least seven times and he laughed again, and she liked the sound of it.
He kissed her again feverishly and she responded just as zealously. His hand roamed down to her breast while their tongues sparred like warriors hungry for victory. He cupped one and ran his thumb across her nipple teasing it until it was rock hard. Then he tore his mouth away from hers to settle it over her hard nipple and tease it unmercifully with his tongue.
She gripped his one wrist and squeezed hard hoping it would translate into the moan that was trapped inside her that she so badly wanted to release.
He went to work on her other breast while his hand made a slow descent down her body as if making certain to touch every inch of her, claim every inch of her, mark every inch of her and he did just that.
She was wanton and wicked for loving what he was doing to her, for what he was making her feel, for the pleasure he was giving her. But then the devil knew the sins of the flesh and she was succumbing to each and every one of them.
When his hand moved to cup between her legs she bucked against him. His mouth quickly descended on hers again and as his tongue charged into her mouth his finger hastily slipped between her legs and right inside her.
She gasped, though it could not be heard and he pressed his mouth more firmly against hers while his tongue took command and he inserted another finger inside her while his thumb settled over her sensitive nub and began to stroke it.
He set a rhythm then that had her moving with him and it wasn’t long before she was ready to explode in a blinding climax. She gripped his wrist harder tugging at it as she did.
He drew a breath when his lips left hers, then rested his brow to hers. “You’re so wet and tight. I cannot wait to lose myself in you.”
His words fueled her own passion and her hand moved to grip his upper arm. The muscles were rigid and she held onto them for dear life as he moved over her. His fingers slipped out of her and while disappointed, she was more eager for him to slip inside her. She had never felt so alive. It was as if she pulsed with a life she never knew existed. And she was greedy for more.
He rose over her, his hands on either side of her head. “Keep your hand on my arm. I like the way you squeeze it hard. ” He spread her legs with his knee. “You will let me know if I hurt you.”
It was an order not a request and Dawn nodded.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered.
Only her mother had ever told her that she was beautiful and she was so startled by his words that her mouth dropped open and as it did he slipped inside her, just a nudge at first, and then he pushed hard into her and she gasped deep in her chest and her hand squeezed his arm so hard she thought she would break it.
“Are you all right?” he demanded not moving.
Surprisingly, she felt wonderful and smiled.
He smiled back at her and kissed her quickly. “You’re going to feel a whole lot better soon.” And he began to move, pulling out, driving in and Dawn matched his tempo wanting him deeper and deeper inside her.