Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 29645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Levi’s eyes flick to mine and hold before his grin turns up recklessly. “I want you so badly it hurts, Hotshot.”
“Show me,” I whisper against his neck.
I feel his hand slip between us, pushing the waistband of his shorts down before his hot length is pressed against my inner thigh.
I pull my bottom lip into my mouth, already planning more than that. I slide my hand between us and take his cock in my hand. “I wanna taste you.”
A virile groan releases from his chest before his muscles slacken and his eyes flick across my face as I hover at the tip, a shiny drop of pre-cum waiting for me. “Been thinkin’ about sliding my dick past your lips since the first time you smiled at me in that firehouse again.”
A small moan escapes my throat, desire flooding between my legs, and I slide my lips down his cock. His body trembles and his hips jerk with the first touch of my mouth. The feel of him against my lips soaks my panties instantly.
“You’re so big,” I moan, marveling at the incredible girth, the way the tip of him stretches nearly to his navel. He has to be nine inches, at least. Nine inches of hot, smooth steel. What would it feel like pushing into me? Can my body even accommodate him?
“You feel so goddamn good, Sadie.” Both of his hands push into my hair, his hips rocking in slow motion to match the rhythm of my mouth. “So beautiful. I don’t deserve you.”
His fingers grip my hair and pull my lips to his to plant an earth-shattering kiss on me. “I’ve done my best to ignore your sweet ass bent over in the firehouse, but you’ve proven yourself unignorable.”
His lips release me, and I slide back down his body, my mouth swirling at his tip, licking the thick vein that runs up his gorgeous length. I fist his base, my other hand sliding between his thighs to cup his heavy sac, so full, all for me.
“Sadie, Jesus, Sadie…” His hips buck with my first touch. Salty drips of pre-cum coat my tongue and I swallow greedily, glancing up at the long, lean line of his neck as he clenches his jaw, barely holding on.
“I’ve been so wet since the first time I saw you. I slide my hand between my thighs at night thinking about your rough hands gliding across my skin.”
“I’m gonna cum if you keep talking like that.” His thighs tense, one hand locked possessively in my hair, settling the ache deeper.
I cup his balls in my palm, moving up and down his cock in a starved rhythm before my eyes flick up to his, intense and hot like a wildfire between us. “Cum, Levi. Please. I want to taste you.”
“Fuck!” he roars as long, hot jets of semen rush down my throat. I suck him dry, milking him until all I taste is him. I swallow his unfamiliar, heady, intoxicating essence, slide off his cock, and crawl into his lap. I straddle his powerful thighs, his wet cock still hard and twitching against my pussy. I place a soft kiss on his lips. “You taste incredible.”
Ragged breaths heave from his chest between us, our heartbeats thumping madly. I run a hand across his laser-etched jawline. “I like when you’re ready for me.”
His eyes brighten, his lips curve in a shit-eating grin. “You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…”
He pulls me to him, capturing my lips and thrusting his tongue into my mouth without reservation.
There’s no need for permission—I’m his. I haven’t thought about anyone else since I was sixteen anyway.
Sure, he’s a surly, moody, irritating asshole. But he’s also gorgeous, kind, generous, thoughtful, helpful, and he wants me. This man wants me. At least for now.
I don’t know what tomorrow brings, but right now is pretty damn good.
Levi releases my lips, sliding his hands through my hair, pressing a palm to my cheek. “So fucking beautiful.” He shakes his head as if stunned. “I love fucking your mouth, precious, but next time I need to bury myself inside you. I want to claim this sweet cunt with every drop of my cum. You want my cum, Sadie?”
His fingers press between us, fingering my pussy in deft strokes. “Yes…yes, please.”
I look up at him from under my eyelashes and my belly burns and somersaults like never before.
I don’t know what this feeling is. I can’t bear to name it, but riding the high of Levi sounds like a damn good idea right now.
“Go out to dinner with me tonight.” He demands more than asks.
“Tonight? I can’t bear the thought of not touching you right now.”
“Well, I can always make you cum under the table while we wait for food to arrive.”
I smack his shoulder and he catches my wrist, pulling me against the hard wall of his chest. The air empties from my lungs in a soft breath. He’s so warm, so comforting and possessive all in one touch. He’s exactly what I need. I imagine what it feels like to give myself to him—to let go of anxiety and the pressure to prove myself, and just be. All nerves and sensations, tongues and lips, the centuries-old way a man takes care of a woman.