Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“Really? You like that? Mystery and toe-curling fucking, baby?” I hold her tighter, and this forces her to stand on her tiptoes as I lean in at the same time. As I put my lips only inches from hers, she nods, her body tightening in my grip. She wants me. Wants us. And I want to get us home so I can give it to her.
“I do. I love it. I like the idea of being chased too. To be caught and fucked hard,” she whispers, her eyes watering with arousal, and I wonder if she’s remembering that day in Greece. My cock is hardening in my jeans, and I know now I need to get us the fuck out of here.
“Is that right?” I question, and she simply nods. “Do you remember where the car is?” She nods again but more eagerly. “Good. I want you to go straight to the car, and I’m going to follow you. I will give you a head start, but if I catch up to you, you owe your husband those pretty fuck-me lips on the way home. Got it?”
“Y-Yes,” she stutters, her cheeks flushing red before she grins. I let her go and wait for her to move, but she doesn’t at first, so I lean down to her ear.
“Run,” I growl, and suddenly she’s gone, taking the alley and hurrying as fast as she can. I count to ten, and then I’m off. Passersby don’t pay too much attention, seeing as it’s the middle of the day. They must assume we’re in a friendly race, since she was smiling, but little do they know I’m chasing her to fuck her like a beast.
She keeps looking over her shoulder and sees I’m getting closer, and I almost want to slow down so I can watch her beautiful ass as it bounces. But I want those lips on my cock. When she’s within feet of the car, I close in on her, and I push her against the passenger door, my front to her back, caging her in, both of us out of breath.
“I got you, wife.”
She groans, and I can’t wait to let her suck me off. I open the door, and she and I both remain calm so we don’t draw too much attention and so we can reclaim our breaths. When she’s in and buckled, I slide in my seat and start the car.
“Suck, baby,” I demand, and she eagerly obliges, turning to face me and bending down. My windows are tinted, so no one can see, but I start driving the second her lips touch my cock.
Fuck me, that’s good. So fucking good.
“Right there, baby. Oh yeah, such a good girl. Be a good little cum slut and take it all,” I praise and degrade her at the same time, and she moans around my cock. I nearly come. Fuck. She is sucking with a vigor that I haven’t seen from her before. It made her hot being chased like that, and that was just minimal effort. What would she do if we had more time and privacy to have fun with it?
I keep my eyes on the road and one hand on the wheel, but remembering this car has an option I’ve never bothered using before, I put it on autopilot, touching the screen for Home. When I get a hold of the back of her head, I push with force, and she gags loudly, my cock hitting the back of her throat, causing a new gush of saliva to coat me.
“That's right. Get it nice and wet, baby. Soak it for me. Suck me like your pussy would.”
She tightens her lips and pushes herself past the gagging stage, bobbing her head up and down fast, and that's when I lose it. I let go of the wheel, reach behind me to grab the head rest, and drop my jaw, moaning her name.
“Fuck, Emelia, swallow it all, baby.” I empty my cum down her throat, and she chokes over and over but never lets up. So fucking good.
When I have nothing left to give, she drops me from her mouth but doesn’t resurface. No, she stays there and licks my entire cock clean, even the few drops that hit my balls.
I twitch, already getting hard again.
“Shit. Emelia, come up, baby. Come here.” I want to save my next hard-on for her cunt.
She sits up, takes the tip of her wedding ring finger, and wipes at the corner of her mouth. Somehow, we are now in the parking garage of our building, and I am ready to take her inside. But she does something I don’t expect.
“Not yet. I don’t want this to go to waste.”
Looking at her confused, I suddenly realize what she means when she lifts her hand and shows me the cum that leaked onto it as she jerked and sucked me. Leaning back in her seat, she reaches that hand into her yoga pants and starts to finger herself.