Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 114237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
When he moved his body away, I tossed the pillow to the floor and looked at him. He was sitting on his knees, his very impressive dick in his hand as he rolled the condom on.
Lord up in heaven, I was finally going to be with him. The man who had starred in my fantasy the very first time I figured out how to make myself come with my fingers.
Real life was so much better than my dreams.
He looked up and our eyes met. When he smiled and the corners of his eyes crinkled and his dimples came out in full force, I swore I almost sighed. The man was beyond handsome. He was breathtaking. I was positive the angels sang the day Truitt was born.
“You okay?” he asked while he moved up my body and placed soft kisses along the way.
“I’m more than okay. I feel like I’m living out a fantasy.”
He raised a brow and then chuckled. “Maybe I’m the one who might need that safe word.”
With a chuckle, I shook my head. “I’ll stow it away until our next date.”
He settled between my body as I opened my legs and felt my lower stomach pull with anticipation as he pressed against me. He leaned down and gave each of my breasts attention while I arched into him, longing for more of him. More of the heat his mouth was providing. More of the pressure he was giving me between my legs. I had just had the orgasm to end all orgasms, and my body was craving more.
Then he looked up and our eyes met.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment, Saryn.”
Oh. My. There went the last wall around my heart. It crumbled and opened wide for this man and this man alone.
Please, please don’t hurt me, Truitt.
“Truitt,” I whispered as I laced my fingers into his thick, dark hair. His blue eyes seemed to look directly into my soul, asking for permission to own me, body and soul, and I gave it all to him. Willingly. “I want you desperately. All of you.”
He smiled and reached between us, aligning himself with me, and then slowly pushed inside. I gasped at the feel of him, hard and thick. Goodness, he felt like heaven. When he stilled, I wrapped my legs around him, drawing him in deeper.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight.”
“More,” I panted right before he pressed his mouth to mine and he pushed in deeper.
“Jesus,” he groaned. “I can’t move…if I move I’m going to end this before it even begins.”
With a huge smile on my face, I ran my fingers lightly over his back. The muscles this man had were insane. Each movement made them flex under my touch. A girl could get so used to this.
“As wonderful as this feels with you inside me, I have a feeling we could make it even better if you moved just a little,” I whispered as I placed a kiss on his neck.
“Better? This is fucking amazing, Saryn. You’re amazing.”
My chest tightened with his words, and when he moved, I felt myself come alive even more.
“Yes,” I gasped when he pulled out and pushed in harder.
“Fucking hell. You feel so good,” he gasped as he moved faster. His hands slipped under my ass, pulling me even closer to him. “I can’t get close enough. Deep enough.”
My legs wrapped around him tighter, as did my arms. I needed him deeper.
“Truitt. I think…oh my…I’m going to come again,” I softly cried out as he adjusted his hips and hit a spot that instantly sent me into a tailspin. Stars felt like they burst in front of my eyes, and I buried my face into his neck while I moaned in pleasure.
“Saryn, oh God, I’m going to come.”
The feel of him swelling inside me sent me into another orgasm and we came together. His body moved fast and hard into mine and I held onto him with all my might.
When he slowed and our panting mixed together, I loosened my grip around his neck some, but not all the way. I was almost afraid to let him go. Fear instantly took a hold of my heart and squeezed, nearly throwing me into a panic attack. Now that I had Truitt, I never wanted to let him go.
“That was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before in my life, sweetheart,” he mumbled into my ear. “I hope you know that no other man will ever be making love to you again.”
The tightness in my chest instantly faded away, and I relaxed my body. Truitt was still inside me, and it didn’t appear he was in much of a hurry to withdraw, which was fine by me.
“I’m totally okay with that just as long as you know it works both ways.”
He buried his face in my neck, and I felt my entire body shudder from the sweet kisses he gave me.