Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 58600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
“I’m going to need to think of a new nickname for you,” he moans, massaging my breasts, tickling sensations teasing all over my body.
“Maybe we should stop, then, huh?” I tease. “I don’t want to steal your virgin Valentine from you.”
“No. Fucking. Way.”
He leans down, sucking on one of my nipples as he massages my other breast with his free hand. I shiver as pleasure swirls around my breast and over my chest, down into my belly, all through me. It’s like a warm balm that pushes away any concerns.
I don’t have to think anymore. I don’t have to doubt.
Even when he slides his hand over my stomach toward my sex, there isn’t the expected flair of self-consciousness that I’ve become so used to. It’s the opposite. The way his hand trembles against me makes me feel so fucking sexy.
I arch my back, tearing at his shirt.
“You want me so freaking badly,” I moan. “You’re hungry for me. I can feel it.”
He lifts his arms as I pull his t-shirt free, revealing his hard chest, his lean abs.
“You’re the only woman I’ll ever want,” he growls. “The. Only. Fucking. One.”
“Show me,” I whisper, taking his wrist and guiding his hand to my underwear.
“You’re so damn sexy when you’re confident.”
“I’ve never been confident before. You bring it out in me.”
“Then I better stick around…”
I’m unable to reply when he slides his hand down my underwear and over my naked sex. He finds my lips again, kissing me as he massages my clit. I hold onto his round, firm shoulders tightly.
Suddenly, he groans like he can’t take it anymore, kissing over my belly, then down toward my sex. He pulls my underwear down, the fabric tickling my thighs. I prop up on my elbows, looking down at him as he tosses my underwear to the floor.
He stares at me with complete obsession, looking up, his eyes hungry and fascinated, before returning his gaze to my core.
“Fuck,” he groans, stroking his thumb along my clit. “You’re perfect.”
I instinctively shake my head, but then he sinks his touch into my thighs and squeezes hard, owning me.
“Perfect,” he growls.
CHAPTER 26
ALEX
She tries to shake her head when I call her perfect, but she is.
Her virgin slit is glimmering with wetness, her nub looking engorged with her lust. Her folds are needily swollen with her desire. I grip her thighs, holding her in place, owning her.
She moans, staring down at me with wide, fascinated eyes. She looks so damn beautiful; it makes my chest ache knowing that I’m the only one who will claim her.
I bring my mouth to her drenched entrance, kiss her hole and then her lips, then move to her jewel. She gasps in the most erotic way when I trail my tongue up and down her nub. When she shivers in desire, her thick and gorgeous thighs tremble for me, her curvaceous fleshiness jiggling captivatingly.
I slide one hand around to her ass, holding onto her fullness as I lavish her pussy with attention. My tongue goes into overdrive when her hips begin to buck and shift as she confidently chases her pleasure, meeting my tongue strokes with hunger of her own.
She reaches down and trails her fingers through my hair, clawing onto my scalp, pulling me toward her. I stroke one hand up her body, over her perfect, plump tits, then offer her my finger.
“Suck,” I snarl. “Get it wet for your virgin pussy. Make it slick for when I slide into you.”
She gasps, then nods as she sucks my finger. That makes me even harder. My steel pushes against my shorts, precome flowing freely now, my briefs wet with the desire and the heat.
I bring my slick finger to her entrance and push in gently, groaning when her tightness wraps around me. When I suck on her clit, pulling it into my mouth, pressing my tongue against it, she gifts me with the most captivating, hungry, breathy moan.
Her hand tightens on my head, fingernails digging into my scalp as if she can’t take this anymore. Her clit feels like fucking fire in my mouth, and her virgin slit widens just a tiny bit like her body is getting used to me. The tip of my dick throbs as I think about sliding inside of her.
She shifts her hips when I open my mouth to devour more of her. Her taste moves slickly over my tongue, making me even more crazed than I already am.
“Oh, Ah-Alex,” she whimpers. “Fu-Fuck yes.”
“You’re so damn perfect,” I growl.
“Don’t stop,” she says urgently.
Her self-assuredness makes my perfect poet even sexier, which shouldn’t even be possible. But it’d be a waste of time to think about what should and shouldn’t be possible with my voluptuous Valentine.
I slide my tongue down her folds, slipping my finger out of her entrance and moving it to her clit. Now, I lick her hole instead, tasting her tanginess, like her virgin body is giving me signals that she’s ready.