Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“You’re too good for me, Lou.”
She scoffs. “Hardly.”
I don’t know how she doesn’t see that as true. “Well, I think so.”
Louisa’s eyes sparkle as she holds my gaze. “The fact that I’m in your jersey may be distracting you into thinking that.”
I grin. “No, I knew the first day I set eyes on you. When I listened to you defend yourself against a group of people that had come in to give you shit.” Her brows rise at my truth. “You fought for yourself, told them that this is your business, and you’ll do with it as you want because you built it. You said that no one would tear you down or take away the magic of what you provide the women of this town.”
My lips curve up at not only the shocked expression on her face but also about remembering my favorite thing that she’s said. “You said, and I quote, ‘We live in a Christmas town. Don’t you guys realize that Santa bangs Mrs. Claus 364 days out of the year, and on the one day he isn’t, he will be delivering smutty books to all the smutty ladies of this town? Both closet smuts and full-blown, proud smuts.’”
Her eyes are bright. “That happened when I opened. You’ve been coming here that long?”
I nod. “Yeah. Just sitting, reading, and hoping to catch a glimpse of you or to hear you speak.”
“Ciaran,” she breathes, pressing her nose into my lips. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“I wasn’t ready,” I tell her, my lips against the spot between her eyes. “I think I knew that when I allowed myself to be seduced by you, I’d be a goner.”
She leans back, meeting my gaze. “Excuse me. Who seduced whom?”
I chuckle, letting my hands slide down her body to her ass, where I take two big handfuls. “Love, you seduced me the moment my eyes landed on you,” I whisper against her lips. “And you haven’t stopped since.”
“Don’t plan on it,” she promises, molding her body to mine.
“I would expect nothing less,” I say before I nip at the end of her nose. “I stayed up many nights stroking my cock with you on my mind.”
Her breath hitches, her eyes dark. “You said that the first time you were inside me.”
I nod, my cock fucking harder than a steel pipe. “It’s true. When I read, every heroine is you, and I’m the hero, taking you in all the naughty ways.”
Something flashes in her eyes, desire maybe, as she moves her hand between us, squeezing my length. A groan leaves my lips involuntarily, and her grin only grows at the sound. She looks around, but we both know no one is here. She takes my hand, letting go of my engorged flesh, and guides me toward the bathroom. Over her shoulder, she asks, “How would you like an image to bring up in your head when we’re not together?”
“What kind of image are you thinking?” I ask as she pulls me into the very posh bathroom and shuts the door. It matches the décor of the rest of the shop, dark and pristine, and there are fresh flowers throughout the space.
When her eyes darken more, her lids heavy, she slowly lowers herself to her knees, and gone are all my thoughts about the bathroom. Replaced by only her. “Your cock in my mouth while I wear your jersey.”
I’m speechless as she unfastens my pants, her eyes trained on mine. I pull her hair out of the bun, threading my fingers into her silky strands as she takes my sex out of my pants. Her hands are cold, the sensation against my hard, hot cock breathtaking, but I don’t stop her. Only hiss as I lean back into the door. She takes me by my base, and I watch as she curls her tongue along the head of my cock. A harsh sound leaves my lips when she cups my balls, fondling them as she runs her tongue along the slit on my head, licking away the drops of my desire for her. Her mouth is hot, her lips thick as she takes me into her mouth, flattening her tongue against my flesh before guiding me slowly, almost agonizingly, to the back of her throat. I meet resistance, and her eyes glow for me as tears gather.
I love when she does this.
“Fuck, Lou. My cock belongs in your mouth, doesn’t it?”
She nods around my length, sucking me, swirling her tongue around my flesh and causing me to buck deeper into her mouth. She takes me, and it feels like she’s swallowing me whole. Heat gathers in my gut, tightening as she picks up one hell of a rhythm. Her hand strokes my base as she sucks me in and out of that sinful mouth of hers. Her other hand fondles my balls in time with each bob of her head. She takes me deeper each time, gagging but not giving up as she brings me closer and closer to my release.