Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
It wasn’t a kiss. This was a devouring. Carnal need, passion, depraved desires. It all unleashed as our bodies melded together, our hands groping to feel more.
When he jerked the skirt of my sundress up, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against mine. Our ragged breaths mingled as neither of us spoke.
Our eyes locked while he moved his hand over my panties. I parted my legs for him, and his breath stuttered. The tips of his fingers running along the edge of the silk.
The moment his touch met the satin feel on my waxed mound, a curse fell from his lips. The juices of my arousal coated his fingers, and he let out a long, deep groan as he sank two fingers inside me.
“I want inside you,” he said huskily.
“Don’t tease me with it,” I begged. “If you’re not going to do it, then don’t tell me you want to.”
He closed his eyes, stepping closer, moving his head to rest on the wall as he sank his fingers in all the way to the knuckle. “Tell me you want it. Beg for my dick.”
I lifted a knee, spreading myself open. “Fuck me, Jude. Please, I want you to fill me. Stretch me. I want to get off with your cock in me.”
He yanked his fingers out and stepped back while he began to suck them both clean. “I need more of that,” he said as his tongue licked his lips.
“Take off your sundress.” His hooded eyes stayed on me. Waiting for me to obey. Not wanting to miss a moment.
My eyes glanced toward the windows. The reminder that although they were tinted, if someone got close enough, they could see inside was a nuisance right now. He backed up and crooked his finger for me to follow him. The area I’d cleaned out for the food shelving was beyond the windows with a column blocking its view.
I went toward him while slowly pulling my dress up until I could tug it over my head. Dropping it to the floor as I stopped in front of him. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes as he took in my body inch by inch. His throat constricted, the veins in it standing out.
“Panties off. Leave on the boots.”
Hooking a finger in each side, I slid them down my thighs, then let them fall before tugging them over my boots. I kicked the small slip of fabric away, then lifted my eyes to his. His expression as he stared at my naked flesh was worshipful, sinful.
I waited until his eyes met mine again. The tip of his tongue licked his lower lip.
“There are so many things I want right now.” His words were a hoarse whisper.
Closing the space between us, I reached for the top button on his shirt, tugging free the white collar, then placing it on a box behind him before continuing to work my way down. The first sliver of tanned skin had me moving faster. One warm, large palm ran over my hip, then slid down to cup my butt.
I tugged the bottom of his shirt free of his pants, then finished my task before shoving it off his shoulders. He took over and discarded it while I ran a hand over the hard ripples of his abs before moving to the slacks he wore. His hands moved mine out of the way as he jerked down the zipper. He toed off his shoes, then shoved both the slacks and boxer briefs he had on down his legs.
I sucked in a breath at the sight of him. He was beautiful. Every hard detail, sculpted to perfection. The thickness of his cock didn’t intimidate me as much as the length did.
“Keep staring at it like that, Dimples, and I won’t last long,” he warned, then snatched me to him.
Our mouths collided once more. This time, there was a ferocity as his tongue thrust into my mouth. Jude wrapped my hair around his fist and tugged my head back. His mouth moved over my jaw to my exposed neck, where he licked at the skin, murmuring how sweet I tasted.
I lifted my right knee, moving it up his body, wishing I had worn a higher heel so that I could feel his hard length against my clit. He let go of his grip on my hair and grabbed my waist, picking me up to set me on the box of metal shelving where I had left his collar. It placed me high enough so that our bodies met where we both craved. I opened my thighs wide, reaching for him, but he shook his head, his eyes locked on my folds, glistening with arousal.
When he finally stepped forward, his hard chest brushing against my nipples and the head of his cock pressing against the aching slit between my legs, a whimper came from me. He held his thick member in his hand and ran the tip up to my clit and back before easing it in, just until the head sank inside.