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)
I groan when he presses his hard cock against my already dripping center. “Four times? That’s mighty confident of you.”
“Do you doubt me?”
I fight back my grin, his eyes making me burn everywhere. “Yes.”
A deep growl leaves his lips as he nips at my bottom lip. “Devilish woman.”
“Your devilish woman,” I correct him as he kisses down my neck, pushing up my shirt to take a nipple in his mouth. I cry out, wrapping my legs around his waist to hold him to me.
“Only mine,” he says against my heated skin.
And when he touches my center with that mouth of his, I come undone with only two strokes of his hot tongue against my sensitive nub. He presses his tongue into me as I shatter beneath him, and then he slowly slides a finger inside me, curling it up and blowing my motherfucking mind. I scream his name, and he chuckles against my pussy, his tongue and breath molten against my body. When he swirls his tongue around my clit again, I jerk against him, trying to move his head.
“Finish in me.”
He scoffs. “Lou, my love, this isn’t about me. It’s all about you and this pussy that belongs in my mouth.”
What can I even say to that? There is no stopping him. No, he plays my pussy like he’s the stick and it’s the puck. He knows how to work me, how to make me scream, and how to get me to explode just for him. By orgasm four, I’m a wet mess, and when he wipes his mouth, grinning down at me, I’m breathless.
He cups my pussy, making me jerk against him as he leans toward me, putting his weight on his free hand. “Lou.”
“Hmm?” I practically purr.
His eyes are thunderstorms of blue, glowing just for me as he asks, “Whose pussy is this?”
I don’t even hesitate; we both know the answer. “Yours.”
Ciaran loves my response and rewards me with a passionate kiss before squeezing my pussy in his hand. I buck against his hand, my whole body quivering as he draws the kisses out of me. When he reluctantly pulls away, my heart bangs against my chest for him. Walking toward the door, he calls over his shoulder to me, “I want you in that position when I get back.”
I look down at myself, my shirt up past my boobs and my legs spread-eagled just for him. I shrug. “I can make that happen.”
He winks, and I almost come again. “Love you, love.”
“Love you,” I call back, and when the door clicks, I close my eyes. I could honestly go back to sleep right now. But before I can drift off, my phone sounds. I reach for it to see that Austen is calling me. I clear my throat free of the gravelliness from all my orgasms. “Hey!”
“Hey, you. What are you up to?”
I look down at my naked body, and I want to say I’m trying to recover from being devoured by my boyfriend, but instead, I say, “Nothing much. You?”
“Bored. Wanna go get a pedicure?”
I sit up. “I would love to!” I move my hair out of my face. “I can tell you how incredible my boyfriend is.”
“Oh my. Do I really wanna hear about it?”
I grin. “I told him everything.”
She pauses. “Everything?”
“Yup.”
“How did it go?” she asks carefully. “Was he upset?”
“Not at all. He was supportive.”
She sighs happily. “Thank God. I am so thankful you found him, Lou. You deserve to be loved right. After everything, you’re the one who deserves all the love in the world.”
“We all do,” I correct her. “And we all will get that.”
“True, but you more so than anyone.”
I grin, my emotions growing thick. “Let’s agree to disagree and get going.”
“I’m not agreeing to that, and I know that the girls will all agree with me.”
“Whatever,” I say with a laugh, loving how much she loves me.
“I’ll come grab you.”
“It’s okay. I’ll walk. On the way to the hotel last night, I saw a shop two blocks up. It’s so nice out, and I need fresh air.”
“Okay. Send me the address and let me know when you leave.”
“Will do.”
“See you soon. I love you, Louisa.”
“I love you more.”
We hang up, and I feel on top of the world. I head into the bathroom, showering and getting ready to meet her. I didn’t bring much stuff with me, and I guess I can go shopping while I’m out with Austen. I make sure to pick up the keycard for the room and grab my backpack before going out the door. I send Austen the address of the nail salon and let her know I’m leaving now. I almost text Ciaran that I’m going out with Austen, but I know I’ll be back before him so I’m not worried about it. I don’t want to distract him, especially when I’m sure he’ll be a bit late.