Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
I damn near had to take myself to the couch.
But toughing it out and getting to watch her morning face after her first drunken party had been worth it.
Pillow-creased skin, wild hair, bleary eyes.
Still the fucking prettiest thing I’d ever seen.
The door opened, and she walked out, still brushing her teeth, brows scrunched.
“You alright?” I asked, head tipped to the side, figuring she was trying to piece the whole night together after some sobering sleep.
She held up a finger, turning to rinse and wash off her brush before emerging again.
“Did I… try to molest you last night?” she asked. I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me at her words. “Oh, God,” she groaned, hanging her head.
“To be fair, we both wanted it. I was just being a halfway decent guy and not going there when you were drunk,” I admitted. “But I did tell you that you can climb me as soon as you sobered up,” I said, whipping the sheet over me in an invitation that had her laughing.
She did approach, but she went for the drink on my nightstand, opening and chugging the lime green colored liquid.
Finished, she did climb on top of me, but settled down, her head on my chest, and letting out a deep breath.
“Thank you for a really fun night. Even if I’m pretty sure I had an actual conversation with a plant,” she said.
“It was a cactus. And you were scolding it for sticking you as you passed by it.”
“And did I… insult Eddie’s cooking?”
“Well, his inability to make toast taste better than normal, anyway,” I told her as my hands started to absentmindedly move up and down her back.
It wasn’t long, though, until I felt the little shivers moving through her at the light touch.
So I went ahead and let my hands explore some more, grazing the sides of her breasts, sliding over her ass.
Her legs shifted to straddle me more fully, then she scooted up until my cock was pressed against her pussy, already wet with need for me.
“Always so fucking ready for me,” I groaned, rocking my hips up against her. “Let me see you,” I demanded softly.
Siana pushed up to fully straddle me, her cheeks and chest flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded with something other than a headache now.
She writhed against me, her lips parting on a silent moan.
“You gonna ride me, baby?” I asked, reaching toward the nightstand to fish out a condom. “Let me watch you make yourself come?” I added, ripping open the foil, then pressing her hips back, so I could slide it on.
“Yes,” she said, barely letting me finish protecting us before she was reaching for my cock, holding it up where she wanted me, then lifting up to position over me, and taking me in on one slow movement.
“Oh,” she moaned as my curse escaped me at the feel of her tight pussy closing around me.
“Fuck me, baby,” I demanded, my hips rocking restlessly up into her.
She took a moment to find the right movement for her. But then she was riding me.
Hard and fast, driving herself up, her tits bouncing with the effort, making me need to take slow, deep breaths to keep control over myself as her head fell back, as she moaned louder and louder.
“No,” I hissed. “Look at me when you come around my cock,” I demanded, watching as her gaze lowered again just as her pussy started to squeeze my cock over and over. “Fuck, yes, that’s a good girl,” I murmured as she cried out, falling forward into my chest, her moans muffled against the skin of my neck.
I wasn’t done with her.
Not yet.
Anchoring an arm around her hips, I started to thrust up into her.
Fast.
Hard.
Taking one orgasm right toward another as she let out moans that were borderline pained as she got closer and closer.
“I can’t… I can’t…” she cried.
“You already are,” I said, feeling how tight her walls were around me as I kept fucking her. “That’s it. Squeeze my cock,” I groaned as the spasms started again.
This time, they took me with her, leaving me groaning and cursing at the intensity.
“Fucking worth the wait,” I declared when I was capable of speech again.
“Uh oh,” she said as we both heard the tap of Frida’s nails on the floor.
“I’ll take her,” I said. “Roll off.”
“I can’t,” she declared. “My legs are Jell-O,” she added, dragging a laugh out of me, as I rolled us both onto our sides, then slipped away.
“Give me one minute, girl,” I said to Frida as I rushed into the bathroom. “Alright, you finish that drink,” I told Siana as I pulled on some shorts and a tee. “I will order breakfast for delivery. Then we can figure out what we’re gonna do today,” I said, walking over to press a kiss to her head.