Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
“Jared?”
Eyes holding mine, he tugged down my shorts and underwear in one sweep. I gasped at the sensation of the wooden table beneath my naked ass as Jared gripped my thighs, spread them, and hooked my legs over his shoulders. “Jared!”
His head disappeared between my thighs.
His beard bristled deliciously against my skin as his tongue touched me.
“Oh my God!”
Jared lifted his head just enough to growl, “The first night you sat at this table with me, this is what I wanted to do. You’re going to come on my tongue, Mrs. McCulloch. Then you’re going to come around my cock.”
My belly flooded with lust, the wet rushing between my legs. “Yes, yes.” I nodded frantically, wanting all of that.
Triumph hardened Jared’s features before he bowed his head again. As he licked his way up to my clit, I groaned as sensation spiked down all four limbs. Arousal tightened in exquisite need low in my belly and my heart pounded in my ears. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded.
His fingers dug into my thighs as he licked and sucked at my clit. Then he tortured me by leaving the bundle of nerves to scatter tickly kisses along my inner thigh. Just when I was about to scream for mercy, he pushed his tongue inside me, fucking me with it.
“Jared, Jared,” I panted, my chest heaving as the tension spiraled tight inside of me. “Please!”
He stopped tormenting me long enough to return to where I needed him at my throbbing clit. My body tightened, my thighs closing in on him, my chest heaving and shuddering as the tension spiraled tighter and tighter toward explosion. Until the asshole stopped and playfully kissed my thighs again.
“No!” I reached for his head, my fingers threading through his silky, thick hair and curling tight. He growled at the tug and sucked my clit into his mouth at the same time he thrust his fingers inside me. That was it. The tension shattered and I screamed as the most explosive orgasm of my life rippled through me in shuddering waves.
Jared drank up every goddamn drop.
Tension bristled through him as he stood and drew a thumb over his lips. I lay splayed on the kitchen table, tremors still shaking through me from my climax.
His ravenous gaze touched every inch of me as he whipped off his T-shirt and threw it behind him. As he unzipped his jeans, his gaze returned to mine. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
I sucked in a breath as I nodded. “Me too.”
He reached into his back pocket, yanking a condom out of his wallet, before throwing the wallet to the floor. I shook with need as he tore the wrapper off the condom and shoved his jeans and boxer briefs down. Rolling the condom on his impressive cock, he warned, “This won’t be gentle.”
I shivered, my nipples peaking into tight pebbles. “I don’t want it gentle.” I reached for him, fisting him with a hard tug that elicited a deep, masculine groan. “Fuck me, Jared. Fuck me how you’ve wanted to fuck me since the night we first met.”
Chest heaving, he gripped my wrist and pulled my hand from his. “Brace your hands behind you on the table.”
Anticipation sizzled in my belly as I did as he asked.
Jared gripped my ass to lift me just long enough to spread my thighs until they were tight to his hips. Eyes locked to mine, he took his cock in hand and guided it until he nudged hot against me. Then he surged into me with a fierce grunt, teeth gritted with the sensation.
I wondered if it was as overwhelming for him as it was for me. My back bowed as I cried out at the unbelievable thickness. It was such an encompassing feeling, it was like he was inside every inch of me.
Jared rested his cheek against my temple, his breathing shallow, tight. “Are you … are you ready?”
I nodded with a whimper of need.
“You feel so fucking good,” he muttered in my ear. “Never felt better.”
Then he pulled back and powered into me.
“Ahh!” I braced my hands behind me, arching into his thrusts. Jared’s lips pressed tight together as his fiery eyes roved over my body.
“You want this?” he gritted out.
“I do. Hard!” I panted, my head falling back as the table screeched against the floor with his powerful drives. My pleasured cries filled the kitchen, probably the whole freaking house, and I could tell it was spurring him on.
His lips parted and he began to groan with every thrust.
My thighs trembled against his hips as the tension coiled and coiled inside. I wasn’t thinking about anything, if this was a good idea, a bad idea. All I cared about was the indescribable pleasure scoring through my entire being at the drag and thrust of him inside me and how I wanted it to last forever.