Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Tilting his head, he asks, “Are you sure? Your heart is racing a mile a minute.”
Giving him a pleading look, I whisper, “I’m sure.”
He turns his hand and brushes his knuckles over my breast, the expression in his eyes turning dark as desire tightens his features until he looks downright predatory.
He lifts his other hand to the back of my neck, then leans down and kisses me with the same sensuality of earlier. It feels like he’s making a five-course meal of my mouth, and I grip hold of his sides to remain standing.
With my attention solely focused on Santiago as he lifts his head, looking at me as if I’m his beginning and end, the entire world fades away.
There’s only him. The man who’s saved me.
He’s the very glue that keeps all my broken pieces together.
He wraps his arm around my back and yanks me flush with his body, practically squashing my breasts to his stomach. Seeing the hunger in his eyes makes my abdomen tighten so hard my legs go numb.
“Fuck, you feel like perfection,” he murmurs, and using his body, he pushes me onto the bed.
The anticipation building in me is out of control and engulfing my stomach with intense flutters.
My heart keeps beating faster and faster as I lie on my back, then Santiago moves down to my lower half, and it has my heart hammering against my ribs.
He takes hold of my thighs, pushing them open, and I watch as he places one of his knees between my legs.
My breaths are rushing over my lips, and of course, he notices. Leaning over me, he presses a kiss to the side of my neck. “Relax, mi vida.”
I try to, but then he lies down on top of me, and my body trembles from nervousness.
His voice is rough around the edges as he groans, “You’re so fucking innocent it’s killing me.” He braces his forearms on either side of my head. “I’m first going to make you feel good, so you can breathe. Trust me, mi sol. There’s nothing to be nervous about.”
I nod, sucking in a deep breath, and I become aware of every inch of his muscled body touching mine and even though he’s still wearing sweatpants, I can feel his hardness between my legs.
He begins to press kisses all over my jaw and neck, then he moves down to my breast, and his teeth tug at my nipple. It makes my abdomen clench, and when he does it again, his eyes flick to me, and I almost melt into a puddle of drool.
Holy hotness.
His hand brushes over my shoulder, and reaching my breast, he lets out another groan, before moving further down my body.
When his palm slips between my legs, I know what to expect, and it makes me relax a little, but then his tongue swipes over me. My eyebrows fly into my hairline as I gasp from the new sensation that feels surprisingly good. Or that’s what I think, because he begins to rub the tiny bundle of nerves between my legs, and I’m bombarded with pleasure.
Santiago’s eyes flick to mine again, and this time he gives me a hot grin before his tongue sweeps through my folds. A moan drifts from me, and my back arches, the pleasure building more and more as his fingers and tongue work their magic on my clit.
“Santiago,” I cry, my hips beginning to move while I reach down to grab hold of his head.
He lets out a growl against my sensitive flesh, and then the man goes to town on me, ripping another cry from me. The gentleness is gone and replaced with a ravenous hunger as he devours me.
I grip fistfuls of his hair, the tension in my body building and building, tendrils of pleasure unfurling between my legs.
God, nothing has ever felt this good.
Whimpers and moans spill from me and Santiago’s teeth come out to play, nipping at my clit that already feels swollen and feverish while he pushes a finger inside me.
My back arches again, then my body locks down, and it feels as if I’m teetering on the edge of something powerful right before the orgasm strikes.
I can only manage a whimper, my body tensing while the most intense sensations I’ve ever experienced seize my abdomen and the valley between my legs.
Oh God, his mouth is pure magic.
Santiago keeps lapping at my clit making the sensation grow until I’m a gasping mess beneath him.
Only then does he move up my body, and when we’re face-to-face and I see the intense desire burning in his eyes, it makes tingles rush through me again, which has the pleasure lingering between my thighs.
I keep gasping, trying to get air into my lungs.
“Fuck, mi sol, there’s nothing more beautiful than you when I make you come.”