Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
She licked her lips as she touched him for the first time. His cock practically pulsed in her hands, and Cooper groaned, a deep, sexy sound. She wasn’t going to think about where that restraint system had come from. It was hers now.
“If they tied me to the headboard, you wouldn’t be able to sit on my face, baby,” Cooper said. “And I really, really want you to sit on my face.”
For a second the words didn’t compute, and then a vision of her riding his tongue washed through her, lighting a fire inside. She thought she’d wanted before?
“I want you to ride my face and then my cock. I’m your fucking stallion tonight, baby. Don’t think about it. Don’t let in any intrusive thoughts. All you need to know is I dream about eating your pussy. I think about it when we’re sitting in a conference room and when we’re on an op. It’s distracting. You have to do it or I’m going to get myself killed in the field because all I can think about is how good you’re going to taste on my tongue and how tight you’ll be around my cock. When I’m in a knife fight, sometimes I think about the way those perfect tits of yours will bounce when we fuck.”
He was saying all the right things, pushing every button that would allow her to see past those nasty thoughts encumbering her every happy moment. “So I’m doing it for my country, when you think about it.”
“You’re doing it for me. You’re saving me, and quite frankly, everyone who rides in a plane with me because I think about fucking you there, too. Remember when we dropped two thousand feet over the Atlantic a couple of months back? I said it was because I thought Big Tag needed a jolt of adrenaline every now and then. Nope. My dick was so hard, it bumped the damn yoke, Kala. Guess who I was thinking about?”
He’d been thinking about her? Well, there was nothing else to do. “I am a dutiful operative. So I just move in and put my pussy right on your face? Will you be able to breathe?”
“I will,” he promised and looked like a man who was so very close to getting what he wanted. “It’ll be weird at first, and then I promise you won’t think about anything but how good it feels. Try it. Try me.”
How could she possibly deny him when he asked so politely? It was awkward but she moved up his body, stretching out so their skin touched. So her breasts grazed over his belly and chest. So she felt his erection against her skin. She breathed him in, shutting everything else out. What had been weird in the club suddenly seemed okay here in the safety of her room. He was giving her permission to do all the weird shit she’d ever wanted to do to him. Like smelling him and rubbing her cheek against his chest so she could feel his chest hair tickle. Like running kisses over his collarbone and nestling her face against the warm curve of his neck.
“It feels so good, baby. So good to be close to you,” he whispered.
So good. So right. Like something fell into place, and she was whole for a moment.
She paused at his face. She’d memorized every line and plane, and yet this felt new and fresh. She lowered her mouth to his, the kiss oddly sweet. Or maybe just sweet. Maybe she needed to stop with the fucking adjectives that put her on the outside and simply accept this was her world and it wasn’t so bad.
Right now it felt like heaven.
She kissed him for the longest time and he let her, their tongues playing. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth before running her tongue across it.
Cooper groaned and squirmed, his cock rubbing between her legs like it was trying to burrow inside. Hours before she would have taken this as a cue to get the train moving, but not now. Now she wanted to go slow, to make this last. To give him everything he wanted, and he wanted her on his face. So she was going to do it.
She kissed him one last time on the mouth before brushing light busses over his nose and cheeks and forehead. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable.”
She brought her body up, kneeling above his mouth, her lower legs pinning his arms down. She balanced against the headboard. He was perfectly placed, and it wasn’t as awkward as she thought it would be.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he muttered, bringing his head up, and she suddenly felt his nose right in her pussy. “You smell so good, baby. Give me a taste.”
She was in a haze of lust as she lowered her pelvis down and felt the first long lick of his tongue. Heat flashed through her, a revelation. What the hell? This wasn’t the little pleasures she’d given herself with her fingers and a vibrator. This was something else entirely.