Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 106150 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106150 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I shook my head to rid myself of Mrs. Colling’s voice. “Sex,” I repeated for clarity.
Bash’s smirk was stupidly adorable, and his eyes shined with affectionate amusement. “Say it again? I didn’t quite catch mppfh—”
I tackled him again and kissed his fucking face off through his laughter. When we both had to pull away or suffocate to death, Bash cupped my cheek. “Are you sure? And do you want to be the one who gives this sex or the one who gets this sex?” The smirk was still there.
“Both,” I said honestly. “Both.”
My head was spinning, but I was just so freaking happy I didn’t even care.
Bash’s eyes went from being lit with laughter to dark with desire. “I’d really like to fuck you.”
I sucked in a breath so fast it nearly made me pass out. “Yes.” I also nodded just to make it crystal clear how strong my agreement was.
This time, when he kissed me, it was tender and gentle. “I’ll go slow,” he promised.
I shook my head, breaking the kiss. “Not too slow.”
“You’ve never done this before. I need to prep you—”
I blinked away from his intense eye contact. “I’ve never done this before… with a human,” I corrected.
His nostrils flared either in amusement or lust. Possibly both since he seemed to keep confusing the two. “Are we talking extraterrestrials or toys?”
“Second one,” I admitted, feeling my face get even hotter. The pulse at Bash’s neck fluttered wildly. I reached out to run my fingertip over it. “A lot. I really like them.”
What happened after that was a cross between being ravaged by a wild beast and being treated like a precious treasure. Bash muttered to himself while prepping me, and I took the opportunity to squeeze the ever-loving fuck out of the base of my dick to keep from spilling into his hair. Just the sight of him between my legs like that, laser focused on me, was such an incredible turn-on I could barely stand it.
“Look away,” I cautioned myself under my breath. “Do not stare at the sexy man and his sinful lips. Do not—ohhhhh, fuck!”
The feel of his fingers moving inside me made me whimper and toss my head on the bed. None of my toys could compare to this warmth and intensity. I needed more.
“Sebastian. Bash. Hurry. Please…”
“Need to make sure you’re prepped.” His voice was rough with need but gentle, too. I could tell he’d rather do anything other than hurt me.
“I’m prepped. I’ve been prepped. In fact, I have spent twenty-four years preparing for—hngmpfh!”
Bash cut off my protest by taking my cock into his mouth and sucking it halfway down his throat, his eyes on mine the entire time. I screamed and arched into him, torn between letting myself come and trying so hard not to.
The scream turned into a whimper as he pulled off quickly and reached for a condom. “Still sure, sweetheart?”
“Super sure,” I breathed.
When Bash began to enter my body, I had to admit I was grateful for the time he’d taken to prep me. He was big—bigger than any of the toys I used regularly—but the burn was oddly satisfying. It was proof I was finally here. Finally experiencing something I’d wanted for so long. I was with someone I trusted not to hurt me, someone I was strongly attracted to.
“You okay?” Bash asked. I could see sweat beading on his forehead as he fought to go slowly.
My knees were bent up by my shoulders, and when Bash turned his face to brush a kiss on the inside of one, I reached out to run my fingers through his hair. “Yeah.”
He continued going slowly until I finally felt comfortable enough to tell him to move. He propped himself up with one arm while his other hand held my face. His thrusts started off gently, but as soon as he brushed against my gland, it lit a spark in both of us.
My dick came roaring back to life, and I let out a sound that expressed just how okay I was with all of this. Bash thrust in and out of me while alternating kisses with curses against my lips. It was hot and fast. My ass stung and my cock throbbed until my senses completely overloaded and shorted out.
“Fuck,” I cried, arching into him to take him even deeper. Bash’s fist shuttled over my cock with the perfect amount of pressure and shoved me over the edge into free fall. My entire body sang as the warp stars shot past the edges of my vision. Bash cried out, too, and hearing my name in his broken voice made the whole world contract to the precise size of this bed, then smaller—to every tiny place where his skin touched mine.
After, I didn’t want to move. Even breathing felt overrated. I wanted to stay suspended in that moment with Bash forever.