Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“You haven’t let anyone else…without a condom?” he asked, then finished his question with a curse.
“No. No one.”
“I always glove up, but you…” He cupped her face in his hands. “I don’t want anything between us, baby. Not ever again.”
Haisley knew he hadn’t been a monk in her absence. Of course not. She’d left him with almost no explanation and only the barest of goodbyes. When she’d first returned to Lafayette, Madison and Charli had both warned her that he fucked around a lot. She’d be lying if she said that knowing he’d wanted other women enough to take them to bed and share his body hadn’t hurt. But even that pain wasn’t so cutting that she could find the will to refuse him. “I don’t, either.”
“Thank fuck.” He tore his shirt off and flung it across the room, then shoved his pants to his knees before kicking them away. “Spread your legs and look at me.”
Breathless, she obeyed.
God, this was happening. Really happening.
Haisley lost herself in the dark possession gleaming from his eyes as he gripped her hips so tight it almost hurt. Almost…but his fingers digging into her flesh were like a drug. They would leave bruises; he knew her body well enough to know that. Just like she knew he’d always enjoyed leaving his mark somewhere on her, as if he’d been compelled to show the world that she belonged to him.
Thank god nothing had changed.
She raised her hips to him. “Fuck me.”
Poised on top of her, Nash shook his head. “Just fucking won’t satisfy me with you. I’ve waited too long, and I’ve wanted you too much. You, I’m going to own. By the time I’m done, there won’t be a part of you that doesn’t feel melded to me. Still saying yes?”
His words arced thrill through her body. Anticipation suspended her in breathless limbo, leaving her weightless and desperate and anticipating every exquisite moment they shared. “Yes, Sir.”
She’d barely whispered her reply before he slammed his lips over hers and began pushing his way inside—his tongue into her mouth, his cock inside her pussy—his very being fusing her heart to his. Sensations swelled. Euphoria and dizzying need swept through her while he pushed his fat crest into her swollen cunt—rhythmic, insistent, demanding. He pierced her clenched tightness and slid down, deeper, filling her more and more until she stretched to accommodate every inch of him with a burn and sting that drove her pleasure sky-high.
Moaning in delicious torment, Haisley gripped the hard steel of his broad shoulders as he slammed into her, flattening her to the mattress.
“Take the rest of me,” he growled. “Bend your knees. Tilt up. Surrender.”
Accommodating all of him was always a challenge. Still, Haisley complied without hesitation. He rewarded her with more inches and more pleasure.
God, yes. This was everything she’d missed. His insistence. His intensity. His command of her body and soul.
Finally, Nash bottomed out inside her. He stilled for a moment, his forehead pressed to hers, their ragged breaths mingling in the space between them.
“You’re real. This is real.”
She knew exactly how he felt. “Yes. Yes…”
“And it’s so fucking good.” The pained moan tore from his throat.
Then he began moving again, and Haisley lost herself in the rhythm of their bodies coming together. Nash’s hands seemed to be everywhere at once—gripping her thighs, palming her breasts, cupping her face with surprising tenderness.
Haisley met him thrust for thrust, pouring every ounce of her unspoken love into their connection. She traced the strong lines of his back, relishing the flex of his muscles beneath her fingertips. She dug her nails into his shoulders as the pleasure built, marking him.
As if he was determined to return the favor, he bent to her, sinking his teeth into the sensitive flesh between her neck and her shoulder, biting down just hard enough to make her swoon. He sucked, dragging her flesh into his mouth as his tongue laved her like a favorite candy. It would leave a mark, and the fact he couldn’t stop himself, that he wanted the world to know that he’d taken her, sent her tumbling toward a bliss she hadn’t known in way too long.
While he repeated the process on the bare cap of her shoulder, he thrust into her insistently, pounding at her slow and deep as if he couldn’t merge with her enough, as if he wanted their two bodies to become one. Desire made her head swim as she twisted and angled her hips to welcome everything he gave her.
And he knew her so, so well, dragging the head of his cock over her G-spot and reawakening her need with a flurry of tingles until she was biting her lip, clawing his back, and crying out in desperation. “Nash!”
“Yes, baby. My cock is inside you. Anytime I’m filling you tonight, you come. Over and over. Show me how much you want this.”