Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
She moved to the edge of the bed and worked my jeans with anxious hands.
I pulled my shirt over my head as she tugged down my jeans and boxers. The shoes came last, because the strings had to be loosened before they came free. I kicked them aside and watched her stare at me, look right at the cock she teased.
I snapped my fingers as I threw my hand down, commanding her to her knees.
In a different context, I’d probably be slapped, but she seemed eager to please me after I’d pleased her so damn good.
She dropped to her knees, her sexy ass supported on the backs of her ankles, and she gripped my thighs as she brought her lips in to kiss me right on the head. Then there was a swirl of her tongue. A breath. Her tongue flattened and she descended, pushing my big dick to the back of her throat.
My hand burrowed in that thick hair, and I pushed until there was nowhere else to go.
I could feel her twitch, like she wanted to gag, but she was clearly a professional because she kept it together.
This exact image had flashed across my mind when she’d measured me in her office, but reality was better than any fantasy. Her eyes were on me as she pulled her mouth to the tip of my dick and pushed in again, stuffing her throat full of big cock. She kept going over and over, slow and steady, taking her time to enjoy it rather than sprinting to get me off.
My hand slid to her cheek and cupped her face, the tips of my fingers digging into her beautiful hair. Her skin was so soft, and I felt myself squeezing her neck harder than I should. Naked in all my glory, like a god above a temple priestess, I fucked her mouth until the saliva pooled in the corners then dripped down her chin.
She’d clearly bitten off more than she could chew, but she still liked it.
Her mouth was great, but her pussy was better.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth, a line of spit stretching between her mouth and my cock.
She was on her feet then on the bed, scooting back toward the headboard.
My knees hit the mattress, and I climbed up, covering that sexy body with my own. My thighs parted her knees, and we came together, her tits against my chest, her hands across my back.
My dick scooped into her entrance.
“You really think I’m going to let you fuck me without protection?” she asked, still a spitfire even when her head was in the clouds. “I know where men like you have been.”
Balls deep in whores.
My girls were checked and I was checked, but I wouldn’t kill the mood with an argument. I grabbed the rubber from her nightstand, rolled it on as far as it would reach, and then sank in.
Sensations were numbed by the latex between us, but the deeper I went, the better it felt. She was so fucking tight that it made up for the reduced feeling. And nothing could stop me from feeling just how wet she was. One climax wasn’t enough. This woman was greedy for more.
I thrust deep and hard, making her gasp right away. The headboard rocked against the wall, the shitty springs in the mattress squeaked, and she moaned against my ear as her ankles hooked around my waist. Her nails clamped down on my back, and she moaned with pleasure, rocking her hips back into me, enjoying the way I nailed her like a whore.
Then she said something that threw me off my game.
“Harder.”
Like this wasn’t hard enough?
I was a killer on the streets but a gentleman in the bedroom, so I obliged. Every time I thrust inside her, I landed against her clit, hitting that button like it operated a nuclear bomb. Her breaths deepened and her nails sharpened. Once her thighs started to squeeze me and her breathing hitched, I knew I was giving it to her exactly as she wanted.
My lips moved to her ear. “Hard enough for you?”
Her body convulsed, her nails dragging down my back, her moans now cries. She came apart underneath me, the longest climax ever clocked.
Her head hit the pillow, and she tilted it back toward the headboard, new tears streaking to her ears.
The ache for release took over, so I plowed into her hard, achieving a climax that was so good it made my skin catch on fire. I filled the latex but pretended I was pumping into her, giving this beautiful woman a load that would drip down her legs the second she stood on her feet. Our orgasms synced up for a brief time, our moans and cries mixing together in an erotic soundtrack. Then I finished alone, buried deep inside exquisite pussy.