Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 95311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
He pulled himself up, balancing on one arm next to her, looking down and a big, unexpected smile spread across his face. "Hey yourself," he said, leaning down and nibbling her earlobe. Hannah was acutely aware of her hand on his back, the heat of his skin through his light shirt. There was something different this time, she realized. Maybe it was because she was more aware. She knew what she was getting into. They had even discussed it. She didn't feel that nagging restraint in the back of her mind, making her nervous.
When she felt his lips graze down her neck, she arched her back, her chest pressing against his. She could feel his lips smile against her skin, felt emboldened and reached between them, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, her fingers grazing his warm skin underneath. Once unbuttoned, she ran her hands from his collarbone to the waistband of his slacks, marveling at the muscles of his stomach shaking as her finger slid over them.
He sat up, pulling the shirt off his arms before rearranging himself on top of her, more space between them and his one leg between her thighs. "You know," he said, his voice deep and playful. "I like you bra-less," he said, reaching up and taking her nipple between his fingers and squeezing.
Hannah's body jumped and an unexpected giggle rose up in her throat. He kept the peak between his fingers, twisting and pinching until it stood at a rigid point beneath her t-shirt. He leaned down, taking her shirt and her nipple into his mouth, nipping just to the point of pain before sucking gently. He moved to the other nipple, toying and licking until the material of her t-shirt was wet and cool against her skin.
He pulled himself upward and Hannah followed, expecting him to peel off her t-shirt. Instead, he pushed her back down, reaching between them and unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. He kneeled off the edge of the bed, grabbing her jeans and panties and pulling them off in one swift, quick motion. Hannah tensed, pulling her thighs together when he didn't move to lay next to her again, simply looked down at her body, naked from the hips down.
Elliott's hands landed on either of her knees, stroking them in slow circles for a second before running up her thighs then back down again. Just as she started to relax against the mattress, his hands grabbed her knees and pulled them apart, exposing her sex completely. His hands stayed on her thighs, holding them so she couldn't pull them self-consciously shut again. He was staring at her slick heat and Hannah felt her heart thrumming quickly.
Then he suddenly let one knee go, his finger circling her clit once quickly before sliding fully into her tight wetness. A choked moan escaped her lips and Elliott's eyes shifted to hers, heavy and full of desire as his finger shifted inside her, turning and pushing at the roof of her desire, seeking the small spot that sent her body into a quick spasm.
His name rushed out of her lips and he smiled, crooking his finger over the spot over and over until her whole body was squirming.
Hannah could feel her climax impossibly close, building and making her body tense as tight as an arrow. Her eyes were closed, soft moans escaping her lips. Just when she was about to orgasm, his finger pulled out for a split second, she heard the crinkle of a condom foil, then she felt his hard cock shove deeply into her.
Her eyes shot open. She hadn't even known he'd removed his pants. But there he was, his feet on the floor and his knees on the edge of the bed, naked. Hannah's eyes roamed over him quickly, the slight outline of muscles on his stomach, the trail of dark hair leading toward his cock. Her eyes followed the line to where his body disappeared into hers and was suddenly acutely aware of every hard inch inside of her. Her muscles clenched around him and he groaned, grabbing her knees and pulling them toward him, spread at the sides of his hips as he pulled out of her and pushed all the way back in, hard.
"Oh, my God," she groaned, looking into his eyes for a second, seeing he was on the edge just as she was. Her hips rose and he groaned her name, pulling out half way before slamming in again. Over and over, his grunting matching her whimpering as she watched his cock moving impossibly quickly in and out of her.
"Hannah," he groaned loudly, grabbing her knees in a painful grip as he came.
At her name, her legs wrapped around his hips and she rose to meet him thrust for thrust. Four times before her body reached its catalyst and she flew over the edge, his name on her lips as her heat clenched over and over, making her thighs shake and she grabbed blindly for his hand, holding on as her body took her wave for wave through her orgasm.