Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
She froze with my hand still cupped around her breast. “Someone might see.”
Not a chance. The rain was thick and gray, plus we were secluded in the trees. Even she hadn’t sounded that concerned, so I shot her a smile that announced this was a challenge. “What if they do? Would you like that?” I fumbled my hand from one breast to the other, moving beneath the fabric of her shirt. “What if you were really bad and got naked?”
Excitement flashed through her eyes like a surge of electricity, but I only caught a glimpse of it because she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and tugged it up. The shirt was pulled all the way off and dropped in a heap on the seat beside us, and my gaze traced over the black bra she wore. It was simple, yet sexy as hell, and—Jesus. I wasn’t prepared for how good she looked, especially with my hand on her.
And it made my irritation at Colin flare up.
How dare he have a sister this fucking hot? It wasn’t my fault I wanted her so badly, and it was criminal she was supposed to be off limits.
My hand on her might have been tame, but it felt anything but tame. The way she ground herself on me was hypnotic. I was drunk and greedy for more, so my fingers curled around the cup of her bra and jerked it aside.
It exposed her pointed nipple to me. The soft pink gave way to pale skin surrounding it that probably hadn’t ever seen the sun.
Virgin skin.
Was it wrong to think every inch of her was like that? Untouched. Waiting to be explored.
Shit, I couldn’t fucking wait.
She gasped when I dipped my head, latched my mouth around her nipple, and sucked. It made her squirm in my lap, and that only increased the ache in my body. The heat she caused was insane.
Sydney’s breathing was ragged, but as I swiped my tongue over her sensitive skin, she let out a desperate moan. It didn’t contain a word, but I heard her plea anyway.
More, she begged.
My hands moved on instinct. I slipped my fingers behind her, searching for the clasp, and as soon as I found it, I got to work. It wasn’t that challenging to undo her bra, and once it was released, I tossed it on top of the shirt resting on the seat beside us.
The sight of her topless made my dick fucking throb. It strained against my pants, pushing harder against the center of her legs. The sensation was both pleasurable and torturous.
Her tits were so goddamn great.
They were perfect handfuls, which I took advantage of, filling my palms with their weight. When her mouth landed on mine, I zeroed in on one of her nipples and gave it a pinch. Not hard—just enough to make it feel good.
God, the way this girl rode me—it was straight fire. Her fingers tangled in my hair while my tongue clashed with hers, and my heart pounded so fast, sweat beaded at my temples. Outside, the cool rain beat down on my car, but inside?
It was sweltering.
She may have been a virgin, but she knew what she was doing when it came to kissing. I was supposed to be coaching her, to teach her all about sex, but it was clear she was going to show me some things, too.
I dragged my mouth down her neck, letting my hot breath bounce off her skin as I worked my way back to her tits. I was all over her, licking and nipping at her breasts, and her quiet gasps and sighs flooded the back seat.
Tension was building inside us.
It made her undulate faster, and I sucked in a breath through tight teeth. The way she was grinding felt so good, it was kind of worrying. I was twenty-four years old, not fifteen, and coming in my pants wasn’t an option. Certainly not from dry-humping, and definitely not with Colin’s little sister.
If he knew what we were doing right now, how she was topless and breathless from riding my lap, he’d fucking kill me. It was so wrong.
Bad.
But that was what she wanted to be, right?
A dark thought wormed its way into my brain, seizing control. It had me grabbing one of her wrists and pulling it behind her back, making her arch and shove her tits further in my face.
“You’re such a good girl, Sydney,” I teased, my mouth going from one nipple to the other. “Fuck. Grind that virgin pussy on me.”
Her breath left her in a loud exhale. Had my words given her an unexpected punch of pleasure? Her moans swelled and her hips moved ruthlessly. She was humping me like a needy, desperate creature, panting from the exertion. And she didn’t seem to be in control of her body anymore—only the urge to find satisfaction was driving her.