Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
"You taste so sweet." His hands go to my waist, his eyes meeting mine as he tugs my pants down my thighs and then pulls them off. His eyes flare with heat when he sees the wet spot on my panties. "Dios. I bet you taste even better here. Like strawberries and sticky sweet cream. Quiero comerte."
I want to eat you.
My cheeks heat when he buries his face in my center, inhaling deeply. His tongue peeks out a moment later, pressing against the wet spot. I cry out and jerk beneath him, caught between embarrassment and pleasure. He's been slowly introducing me to sex, but he's never done that before. Part of me wants to pull away while another part wants to spread my legs wider so he can do it again. I like it. I like the way he growls even more.
"Goddamn, Faith. You are even sweeter here. Fuck. I want to live right here between your legs."
"Octavio," I whimper, twisting my hands into the blankets like that will root me to earth.
"I'm going to make you come on my tongue this time, angel," he pulls back to whisper. His eyes are so dark with desire they're pools of molten obsidian, his expression ravenous as he peels my panties off my hips, leaving them midway down my thighs.
I can't move my legs more than a few inches. I'm trapped beneath him, completely at his mercy. That probably shouldn't turn me on, but it sends desire ratcheting up until I feel like I might burst into flame if I don't get relief soon. I whimper, wordlessly begging him to ease the burn.
He mistakes the sound for fear.
"Don't be afraid of me," he pleads, running a soothing hand down my thigh. Some powerful emotion flares to life in his eyes, stamping his face with stark sincerity. "I'd never hurt you, Faith."
"I'm not afraid," I whisper back and then swallow hard, trying to work up the courage to tell him that I like being trapped beneath him like this. Maybe I shouldn't like it. Maybe I should be afraid or feel overwhelmed or overpowered, but there isn't a single thing about him that frightens me or makes me feel vulnerable. I know I'll never be any safer than I am right here, with his big body over mine and my panties tight around my thighs. "I like it."
"Yeah?"
"I like knowing you're in control, Octavio. I like the way you feel on top of me," I whisper. "I like the things you do to me and the way you make me feel. You make me feel so damn good."
A rumbling growl breaks from his lips, his expression turning feral with desire. He dips his head, placing a gentle kiss to my sex before spearing his tongue through my folds.
Pleasure rips through me, pulling a keening cry from my lips.
Octavio snarls again, lifting me up toward his mouth. His tongue slides through my folds and then zeroes in on my clit with startling accuracy. I'm so wet I can hear him as he eats me. The filthy sound is embarrassingly loud, but all I feel is bliss racing through my veins in powerful waves, leaving me stunned and gasping beneath him.
"Mierda. I wanted to take you slow, ease you into this," he mumbles, releasing my hips to grab onto my panties. They tear in his hands, falling away from my body. As soon as they do, he shoulders his way between my legs, spreading them wide. "Your taste, angel. I can't… Fuck. It's so goddamn good. I need more."
He falls on me again, licking and sucking and biting like he can't stop himself. His hands curl into tight fists on the bed as if he's afraid to touch me. He doesn't let up between my legs though. His entire body shudders, greedy groans falling from his lips as he spears his tongue into me again and then again.
It feels so good. Oh my God. I've never…never…
"Octavio!" I scream as pleasure builds so high I think it's going to rip me apart. There's no way I'll survive it. I sob, trying to squirm away from him, but he won't let me go.
"No, you don't, little bunny," he growls against my sex, his tongue circling my clit. "You stay right here. Estoy aquí. Estoy aquí. I'll catch you. Lo prometo." He pulls my clit into his mouth, seaming his lips around it. One thick finger presses inside my opening and then curls up, striking against that spot inside I didn't even know existed until he found it.
My body splinters apart, tearing another scream from my lips. Every muscle in my body locks up tight as wave after wave of euphoria blasts through me. I can hear myself sobbing, but I can't seem to stop myself. I can't stop the way my body shakes either. Everything is a blur of bright color, like fireworks popping behind my eyelids and sizzling against my skin. The powerful feeling goes on forever before I fall limp.