Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
He headed to the tablet buck naked. “I won’t need any more of that to keep going. That’s for sure.” He eyed me sexily. “I’ll order some food.”
“Food like the food you fed me that first night. That charcuterie board with all those goodies?”
“Did you like that?” He looked over his shoulder at me.
“I did. So good.” I wandered up behind him and put both hands on his behind and saw him dragging things onto a board on screen.
“Ooh, fun. Build your own board. Put some blue cupcakes on there? This is a sexy bum,” I got distracted and ran my fingertips over the dimples on his lower back.
He turned around and gave me the cheek dimples.
I dropped to my knees, feeling brazen, feeling sexy, feeling Zane-drunk.
His beautiful rock-hard cock was too high for me to reach from my knees, so I got up and nuzzled from underneath and straight up to his abs on my way back up.
His expression was heated, and he bared his teeth.
“You a little tease or are you gonna deliver on what you just promised?” The threatening tone in his voice pushed a turbo speed button on my libido. Though maybe it was that cracker I’d just eaten. Or both.
“Oh, I’ll deliver. Lay back.” I shoved him and he backed up and walked backwards up the two steps to the bed. He crooked his finger, beckoning me closer. I tripped, climbing up and giggled from the carpet.
“This bed needs to come down off this fucking platform. Clearly.”
“I’ll get used to it,” I shrugged, climbing back to my feet, but he was right there, lifting me off the carpet and carrying me backwards up to the bed. He fell back and I crawled down his naked, sexy body and took the tip of him in my mouth.
I didn’t get him very far in and I had very little clue about what I was doing other than what I’d read in romance novels (though some very descriptively described giving head. Thank you, book club!) so I licked. I sucked. I twirled my tongue. And I stroked it from the base toward my mouth with my fist as I did all that, feeling the wetness increase in between my legs as I did it.
His hands were in my hair sweetly.
I cupped his balls. He spread his legs wider and made a noise like he liked that, and then did it again. I moved up, rubbing my breasts over his cock before sliding back down again so that I could lick from tip, to base.
After a moment, he was hauling me up his body and planting me so that I was straddling him, legs on either side, his cock now sliding between the swollen and slick area between my thighs.
He took both of my breasts in his hands and massaged them, twirling the pads of this thumbs over my nipples.
My head rolled back. “Oh Zane.”
He suckled a nipple in and then let it go with a pop and put his lips to mine.
“Was I not doing that properly?” I asked. “I’ve never done that before and---”
“You were doing great. Too good, baby. I just didn’t want it over too fast and it was about to be done.”
I licked the seam of his mouth and threw my hair back. He grabbed the back of my neck and brought my mouth to his. “Get back here,” he ordered huskily. “You’re mine now. That makes me so fucking happy. You know that?”
I wrapped my arms tight around him.
“These pretty eyes. Long lashes. Adorable freckled nose, and beautiful, fuckable mouth.”
He worked underneath us to get his cock poised again at my entrance and he slowly slid inside.
“Oh wow, Zane.” It was so deep this way.
“These beautiful breasts. A perfect round ass like a razzleberry. You’re beautiful, Tanya. Just beautiful. And the minute I first heard your sexy voice, it spoke directly to my cock.”
I put both hands to his face and rocked against him. It was a little sore, way deep, but also felt amazing. After a few more strokes, rocking while watching my thumb trace that pouty bottom lip of his, he flipped me to my back and took over, powering into me while ravishing my neck, my shoulders, my breasts with nips, with licks, and then he pinched both nipples between his fingers as he rocked his hips upwards, hitting something inside me. Not my clit. Something else.
“Not to mention your heart. You are so fucking sweet, shortcake.”
“Oh shit. Holy shit. What is that?” I cried out and then had a massively huge whimpering orgasm. Huge, letting out a string of cuss words that would make a sailor blush.
The machine dinged with the food delivery just as he came inside me.
I flopped over to my belly.
“Oh my God.” That was amazing. “Zane?”