Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“More,” I whisper against his mouth.
“What do you want?” he murmurs, playfully nipping at my lip.
I decide to be bold, not leaving anything open to interpretation. “I want you to fuck me and I’m guessing it’s going to be in a way I’ve not experienced before.”
King chuckles, his lips grazing along my neck as he settles over my body. “I can handle that.”
Rolling to the side, he rummages in the nightstand drawer, coming back with a condom in hand. I wonder if he just bought those thinking they might be used or if they’ve been in there for a while. None of it matters as I watch him roll it onto his thick length before covering me again. I part my legs, inviting him in, and he doesn’t hesitate. He moves between my thighs, positioning himself at my entrance.
I feel the heat of his body against mine, his hardness pressing against me. I gasp as he slowly enters me, his size filling me completely. His hips begin to move, thrusting in and out in a slow, steady rhythm.
The sensation of his cock inside me is overwhelming, both pleasurable and emotionally overwhelming because in a very short time, I realize I’ve come to care for this man. My eyes nearly roll back in my head as each stroke sends jolts of pleasure through my body.
As he continues to fuck me, I reach up and grab onto his arms, pulling him closer with each thrust. My nails dig into his skin, leaving small marks that I’ll apologize for later, but right now I’m too busy moaning with pleasure.
King’s eyes never leave mine as he continues to move inside me, savoring every sound that escapes my lips. His breaths become more ragged, matching the pace of my own heartbeat.
“Willa,” he groans as his hips thrust faster. “You feel way too fucking good. I’m going to come fast.”
“I want you to let go,” I whisper breathlessly, my arms wrapping around his neck for support. He plunges into me with a familiar rhythm, long strokes that hit a spot deep within me, as my orgasm builds again. I can’t help but think about how quickly this escalated between us and yet nothing has ever felt quite this right.
“With me, baby?” King mutters against my ear before nipping at my lobe. The mix of pleasure and pain only intensifies my desire for him.
I cry out from the sensation and urge him on, “With you. But go harder.”
“Goddamn it,” he curses almost playfully, as if I’ve asked for too much, but he still gives it to me without hesitation. The headboard slams against the wall causing me to giggle and King to grin down at me.
Then I’m hit with that moment of pure ecstasy that rises, reaches its highest peak before exploding throughout my body. I gasp and cling onto King tightly as my internal muscles contract around him.
“I’m coming,” I pant.
He feels it too, letting out another curse before driving into me one last time with all his might. “Fuck,” he growls as his body tenses and shudders with his own release. I hold on to him tight, my hands caressing his back as he continues to rock against me.
“God, Willa… you almost killed me,” he says between breaths. I feel the telltale throbbing of his cock and I squeeze my muscles tight around him, causing him to groan again.
“You’ll be the death of me,” he murmurs before kissing me hungrily. When we break apart, he glances over at the clock. “I should be embarrassed that I lasted less than five minutes.”
“And yet the end results were cataclysmically perfect,” I say with a smirk.
“Let me catch my breath. I’ve got way more than five minutes in me.”
I laugh, lifting my head to press a kiss to his neck. “How about we finish dinner, recharge and then go at it again?”
He stares down at me, a goofy quirk to his lips. “I knew you were the perfect woman from the moment I saw you give shit to Theo’s dad.”
Nowhere near perfect and still with all kinds of hang-ups, insecurities and doubts but there is no denying that we’ve just shared something very special, and I know I’m not going to be able to keep my heart protected.
King shifts off to lie beside me, seeming content to not rush back into the kitchen. “I’ve got a morning practice and then a team meeting. I’m not sure what your schedule is like, but would you have time for lunch tomorrow?”
I smile as I turn toward him, my fingers trailing along his chest. “I could probably swing some time. I’m doing rounds at the hospital, but I could meet you somewhere near there.”
“How about I come to the hospital and we eat in the cafeteria?” he suggests.
I lift my head in mild surprise. “Really? You want to eat cafeteria food?”