Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 129027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
She spasms and clenches on me, eyes meeting mine. Yeah, she’s a voyeur, but I also don’t want her to forget who’s inside her. I’m already a fucking goner. I don’t know if a woman like her could ever make a place for a man like me in her life, but my body’s doing everything it knows to make her fucking addicted to me.
I’ve been intentionally keeping her at the edge with my finger on her clit, but now I massage her in the way I know sends her over.
“Eyes on me!”
I grip her breast and pussy, holding her as she absolutely falls to fucking pieces.
“Isaak,” she cries in a begging, high-pitched whine as her entire body starts shuddering and writhing in my arms. “Isaak!”
“What do you want?” I’m barely able to grunt it. I’m trying to control my thrusts in and out of her gripping little asshole.
I keep strumming her through her first climax, relenting just for a moment, then starting up with whispering touches again. I watch the full-body spasm hit the moment my fingers make contact and feel how she pushes back, impaling her ass even deeper on my cock. Deeper than I’ve dared yet thrust.
“More,” she says, her voice throaty now.
Fuck. I barely managed to keep from shooting my load through her first orgasm. But hearing her beg me for more while staring me down in the mirror with lust-hazed eyes?
My Kira, who I thought I’d have to walk away from forever.
“I want you, Isaak,” she says in a throaty voice. “I want you and everything you have to give. I just want you.”
I’d planned to keep teasing her, but she absolutely destroys me when she says that shit.
I clench her body to mine and rut her ass, half-wild. She’s watching me and watching her watching me—
She comes again, and that’s the last straw.
Pleasure lights down my spine, fills up my balls, then bursts out my thrusting cock. I fill her so deep. So fucking deep. I hold her tight as she clenches and spasms around me, the mirror steaming from the heat we’re making.
I flip her around the second after my cock gets done pulsing and kiss her hard.
“Kira—”
But she’s kissing me just as furiously back.
I hold her in my arms, my still-hard cock dangling against her thigh as I drag us backward and slam the shower on again. Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for the hot water to kick in.
I take a moment, making out with the woman I love. Oh fuck, I love her so goddamned much. I never knew what it could feel like to love someone this much.
And when she said she wanted me?
My throat clogs up, and after checking the water one last time, I drag her in with me.
“Isaak!” She squeals with laughter, sounding as giddy as I fucking feel. “I already showered.”
“Not like this.” I’m already busy sudsing up my cock and balls. Even though I emptied them once, I’ve been fucking pent up for weeks, not even letting myself jerk off to the thought of her. It didn’t hit the same without her in the equation and it just felt fucking wrong if I was trying to get over her.
And now all I want is to be inside her, every which way I can. As long as my mister can muster.
I get my cock all the way washed, then suds my shaft and balls a second time. Once I’m sure I’ve gotten all the way clean, I lift Kira’s leg and push her against the side wall of the shower. She’s still getting a fair amount of warm spray, but not in her face.
“Kira, I—” I look at her and swallow. Our eyes catch in an intense infinity loop, and then she’s throwing her arms around me and kissing me hard before I can finish what I was saying.
Tomorrow. I’ll tell her tomorrow.
Today, I’m just going convince her she’s already mine in every way possible, and I just fucking need to be close to her.
She reaches down for my cock and feeds it into her pussy, both of us groaning with relief when I slide in. She leans her forehead against my chest, fingernails scraping down the back of my neck.
Tomorrow, and then, forever.
FORTY-SIX
ISAAK
“I didn’t just order dinner last night,” Kira says as she moves her fingers back and forth through my chest hair. I swear the woman is obsessed with it, and it’s fucking adorable, just like every other part about her.
We did finally get around to ordering dinner last night, after our very long shower.
“What do you mean?”
“I want to try something. It’s the thing I thought you might be mad about yesterday.”
“Oh, here we go.” I roll my eyes good-naturedly. With as many times as I came in the last twenty-four hours, I got nothing but good-natured and content feelings swirling in me. Especially with this woman in my arms.