Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Liam…” His name broke on a moan.
My hands found his hair, threading through it, my fingers tangling in the thick strands. I couldn’t help the way my hips moved, couldn’t stop the quivers rippling through my body or the way my legs fell open wider. He groaned against me, the vibration sending me higher, and when he sucked harder, I shattered completely.
The orgasm ripped through me, stealing my breath, my vision going white at the edges. I heard myself cry out, loud and raw, but didn’t care. His mouth stayed on me, drawing out the pleasure until I was shaking and trembling with aftershocks.
When the last tremor subsided, he finally lifted his head. His eyes met mine, dark and satisfied as he licked his lips. “Your pussy is like sweet honey, Morgan. I could feast on you all night.”
As appealing as that sounded, I shook my head. “I need you inside of me. Now.”
He smirked at my impatience and stood, stripping off what remained of his clothes. Shoes, pants, his shirt, all landed in a pile on the floor. When he was finally naked, I couldn’t look away. He was gorgeous. All lean muscle and tanned skin, his impressive cock hard and thick enough to make my core clench with anticipation. I bit my bottom lip, a low heat coiling inside me as I admired him. And there was a lot to admire.
“You like what you see?” he asked, ripping open a condom from his wallet and rolling it onto his cock with practiced ease.
“Yes,” I breathed, even though I didn’t think he really needed an answer. I was sure the look of awe on my face made it obvious that I liked it very much.
I moved backwards toward the pillows and Liam joined me on the bed, fitting perfectly between my thighs. He kissed me, and I felt his erection slide along my slick pussy, the underside rubbing against my clit, more sensitive than usual because of my recent orgasm.
“Please, Liam,” I begged as his lips trailed way too leisurely along my jaw and down my neck. “Fuck me.”
“Patience, Birthday Girl,” he murmured huskily. “I’ll get there. Promise.”
His lips moved lower, his tongue tracing my collarbone, scattering kisses on my breasts. Then, he latched onto one of my nipples. An aching need took root as he sucked and licked, his hand teasing my other breast by lightly pinching my nipple. The sensations rocked through me, and I writhed impatiently beneath him, even though there was something intoxicating about the way he was making me wait.
He took his time lavishing one breast, then the other. His hot, hard, naked body felt so good against mine, and I ran my hands down his muscular back, enjoying the feel of him.
Finally, he moved back up and positioned the head of his cock at my entrance. “Look at me,” he ordered softly.
I lifted my eyes to his and he pushed inside. The stretch was immediate and intense and I sucked in a startled breath. He was bigger than anyone I’d been with, and I shuddered at the way my body had to adjust to take him, how he filled me up in the most satisfying way.
“You okay?” His voice was strained, his arms braced on either side of me as he held my gaze.
I nodded, unable to speak, even as I appreciated his concern. Most men would have just kept going, only caring about chasing their own pleasure.
He started to move, slowly at first. Then, as I adjusted to him, his thrusts became harder, deeper. He was no longer gentle, and I didn’t want him to be.
“So fucking tight,” he murmured, lifting both of my legs onto his shoulders.
I was bent double, but the change in angle allowed him to go even deeper, the curve of his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me. I moaned, my hands reaching around and gripping his ass. There was something unbelievably erotic about the way his muscles clenched and released as he drove himself into me, over and over again.
I felt the beginnings of another orgasm gathering force inside me. “Liam…I’m almost there. I’m going to…”
“Do it,” he rasped, keeping up the same relentless thrusts. “Come all over my cock, Morgan.”
That commanding tone sent me spiraling. I broke apart beneath him, in the throes of passion and lost to the sublime ecstasy when I felt Liam’s hips jerk hard. He buried himself deep and stilled, head thrown back, his guttural groan of pleasure erupting from him as he found his own release. The pulsing of his cock inside of me felt more intimate than I would have expected with a stranger I just met an hour ago.
He pressed his lips to mine, a soft kiss that chased the tremors still wracking my body. Warmth spread through my chest in a slow wave of feeling that had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with him.