Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
My girl goes off and screams as her orgasm courses through her. She takes me with her, and I bury my face between her breasts before my mouth goes to her nipple. As I suckle on it, she keeps cumming, and it draws it out for the both of us.
“Hollis.” She chants my name over and over before her body goes lax, melting into the bed. “Hollis.” This time my name is a whisper. “What have you done to me?”
“I’m loving you,” I say against her lips, then kiss her. She’s like a kitten now, sweet and docile.
I shift, taking her with me so that she’s sprawled across my chest. My cock is still inside of her as I pull the blanket over us, and I gently rub my fingers up and down her back. Lucy presses her face into my neck, coming to terms with the fact that I’m never letting her go.
Chapter Six
LUCY
My eyes flutter open to see a broad, hard chest. I have my face pressed against it while thick, heavy arms are wrapped around me, holding me tightly. I let out a small sigh as the night before plays through my mind. I can’t believe all the things we did. The things Hollis said to me and the way my body reacted. How am I ever going to look him in the face again?
Why am I shy about it? He was the one that said it! All the while making me orgasm over and over. I still can’t believe it was him on Anomio. There’s no denying that now. He not only admitted it, but he knew what my body craved. Hollis soaked in every word I’d written. It was like he’d memorized them. There’s no way this can only be about sex. There’s no way someone would spend that amount of time learning about another person if it was only about sex. Right?
I’m loving you.
Those were the last words I’d heard him say before sleep pulled me under. I mean, I think that's what I heard. It wasn’t a dream. This is all so crazy, but it also feels right. I've been drawn to him from the beginning. I didn’t have to go along with those dirty pictures if I chose not to. I could have told him to get lost, but I didn’t.
No, the truth is, I was intrigued. I might have also been smitten because he wanted those pictures from me. He was always checking in on me, texting day and night, and I pretended to be annoyed. Meanwhile I lived for them and would obsessively check my phone to see if he’d reached out.
“Morning, love.” Hollis’ hand drifts up my back. There is that L-word again. He uses that a lot. “How do you feel? Are you sore?” I tentatively tilt my head back to meet his eyes, and I can see the concern there.
“And if I am?”
“Then I’ll kiss it better after you soak in a warm bath. I’m sorry if I was too rough. I thought—”
“It was perfect.” I smile at him because I know what he thought. He thought he was giving me what I wanted, and he was right.
A smile forms on his perfect lips. “Good. I’d still like it if you soaked in the tub.” Hollis slides me over so I’m completely on top of him.
“Now what?” I ask, sitting up. My bare sex is pressed against his lower stomach, or I guess his abs. I feel his hard cock behind me, and it makes my pussy clench with the memory of it inside me.
Hollis’ hands trail up my hips before cupping my breasts. “You have the perfect body.” His thumbs stroke my nipples, and I practically purr. My breasts have made me self-conscious at times, but Hollis makes me feel special.
“Are you evading the question?” I start to retreat inside myself. Have I read this all wrong?
“Don’t pull back from me,” he says.
“You know what—” That's all I manage to say before I’m flipped onto my back with Hollis draped over me. He pins both my hands above my head with one of his.
"Are you sure you want to finish what you were about to say?" He’s so intense, and the way he’s able to change his mood is effortless. It’s intriguing. It’s also exciting.
“So you’re not avoiding this?” After everything we’ve done, why am I now my most shy? It’s the part about being vulnerable, I think. The fear of rejection or finding out that this is only a fleeting moment of fun for him would rip me apart. I’m not sure I could come back from it.
“I haven't avoided you from the moment I found you. It would be impossible.” He leans down, his mouth grazing my jaw. “I’m just not sure you’re ready for all of it yet.”