Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 50801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, kissing his way down my neck and over my breasts. “This view has nothing on you,” he continues. “But you in front of it?” He pulls back, eyes trailing me where I sit before him then the ocean and starry sky just beyond. “You look like a goddess.”
A flush races down my skin, and I bite down on my smile. “Pax,” I sigh his name as he goes back to kissing my breasts. “You’re too good to me.”
“No such thing,” he mumbles against my breasts. He lightly trails his teeth over my nipple, and I arch into the sensation.
And then he’s moving lower, parting my thighs wider as he dips his head between them.
I gasp at the first feel of his mouth on my sensitive flesh, trembling when he growls.
“Taste so fucking good,” he says against me, looping an arm around my back to hold me steady as he licks me. “Love you all splayed out for me to take.”
His words are like liquid fire in my veins, but I can’t form a coherent response when he’s circling my achy clit with his tongue.
“Paxton, omigod,” I gasp, fingers tangling in his hair as he ups his pace, licking and sucking and plunging his tongue into me in a rhythm that has me winding up faster than a coiled spring.
He mumbles something against my flesh, the vibrations only adding to the pleasure cresting beneath my skin.
Another plunge of his expert tongue, and I’m soaring, spiraling in glittering pleasure as my orgasm wrenches through me. My thighs tremble as he licks me through the throes of it, only slowing and pulling back after I’ve caught my breath.
He grins at me, his eyes churning with pure male pride and need.
“Don’t move,” he commands, shifting away from me.
“Where are you going?” I almost whimper.
“Condom.”
“I’m on the pill,” I blurt, even though he already knows as much.
He stills in the water, tilting his head at me.
“Yesterday happened so quickly, we didn’t have time to talk about it,” I continue. “I know you have a clean bill of health, Paxton,” I say, suddenly grateful we share everything. “And you know I do too.”
He cocks a brow at me, hands sliding over my thighs as he steps between them again. “Are you sure?”
I nod, spanning the distance between our mouths. I moan at the taste of me on his tongue as I wrap my arms around his neck, drawing him flush against me.
“Fuck, Monroe,” he groans against my mouth when I wrap my legs around him. He tugs me off the ledge, dipping us into the warm water.
“I need you,” I say between our kiss, shifting against him until I can feel his hard length tease my sensitive center.
“Tell me again,” he says, drawing back only enough to catch my gaze.
“I need you, Pax,” I say without hesitation. I don’t care how needy that makes me sound, it’s the truth. I might combust if he doesn’t—
He glides into me, bottoming out in one smooth thrust.
“Paxton!” I cry out his name at the sensation, and his hands fly to my ass, palming me there, lifting me slightly only to draw me back down atop him.
I shiver at the move, my thighs tightening around his hips.
He groans, capturing my mouth again as he pumps into me, the water sloshing all around us. “You feel amazing.”
I try and catch my breath, try and catch a singular thought outside of the way he feels inside me—hard and smooth and stretching me from his size. He’s everything and everywhere at once, kissing me, holding me, thrusting into me.
“You…” I whimper as he thrusts home again. “Are…” My heart is racing, warmth rushing over my body with every stroke he delivers. “Perfect,” I gasp, clenching around him as he pounds into me.
“Fuck,” he groans, upping his pace as my nails dig into his back. “Love the way you feel,” he continues. “Love…the way you feel wrapped around me like this.”
“Yes,” I agree, breathless, my body on absolute fire.
Every stroke, every time he drags his cock out of me and slams back in again, has me seeing stars. And not the ones that are glittering in the sky behind him. I’m spinning, soaring, flying with every touch, every kiss, every time we connect.
It’s beautiful.
It’s electric.
It’s…everything.
My pleasure builds like a storm, tightening my muscles and stealing my breath.
“Paxton,” I gasp his name. “I’m…I’m…”
“Yes,” he growls, increasing his pace, fucking me so hard the water splashes around us.
I moan as pleasure rips through me, a cascade of sparks and heat that spill over my entire body.
Pax’s release follows my own, only drawing out the sensation as he spills himself inside me. He keeps pumping into me, slowing until we’re still in the water, clinging to each other as we catch our breath.