Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 84843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
My cock was rock-hard.
Her tits were so big. All it would take was for me to push them together to create a valley, to fuck her until I spunked all over those mounds. The thought alone had pre-cum leaking out of the tip of my dick.
Her hands stayed above her head, holding herself still.
A pair of loose-fitting shorts, red silk, with lace along the edges, covered her pussy. I moved over the bed, gripping her hips, pulling them down, and tossing them to the side. She released a moan. Her legs bent at the knees, and I put my hands on her knees. She didn’t fight me as I spread them open, revealing her pussy.
With my gaze still on her, I slowly traced my fingers down the inside of her thighs. Her breath caught just slightly.
When I touched her pussy, she let out a moan and tried to shut her legs on me, but I was far stronger, keeping them spread open.
“Please,” she said.
“Shut up.” The command fell from my lips with ease.
Closing the distance to her pussy, I spread the lips wide. Staring up the length of her body, I stroked my tongue through her slit, circling her clit.
She cried out, arching up. I kept her in place with the width of my body and my hands holding her down, refusing to let her go.
“Earl.”
“I’m going to lick this pussy until you come all over my face, and then, you’re going to take care of me.”
In response, she moaned. I loved the sounds she made. It was like she couldn’t hold back.
Holding her down, I took her pussy. Licking, sucking, even biting. Her clit was so swollen, and she was even wetter than I could have dreamed.
I wanted to slide my tongue inside her, to fuck her, to give her the merest hint of pleasure of how my dick would feel, but I wouldn’t do anything that would jeopardize her purity. When I took her, it was going to be with my cock, and I was going to relish every single thrust and pulse.
I’d waited too long to waste a moment.
I’d feel that cherry pop beneath the pressure of my cock.
Ashley was going to learn everything about pleasuring me. Being at my beck and call. I craved it. Seeing her fall.
It was what I lived for.
I was going to have everything she had to offer. All of it.
As I slid my tongue back and forth across her clit, she shook on the bed, her body tensing up.
Her hands clenched at her sides, and still, I held her in place and sucked at her clit, not wanting to give up. She was all mine. I’d waited too long to have her. I wasn’t going to wait another moment.
“Please,” she said.
I wasn’t going to let her go until she came for me. It was what I wanted. After releasing her thighs, I moved my hands behind her ass, squeezing the cheeks, eating her pussy. She was so fucking tasty, and what I loved more was that no other man had touched her.
She was all mine.
Every single part of her.
I was hungry for more.
The moment Ashley exploded, I felt an answering flood of pleasure in my body. This wasn’t fake. Being in the trade of human flesh, I was used to a degree of falseness. The lies that were whispered within the darkness to make the payment go a lot smoother. The women I’d paid to fuck, they’d done the same.
They lied.
With Ashley, I didn’t want the lies.
Only the pleasure.
The peace she could offer me.
I didn’t ease up, making her take every single minuscule pleasure from my touch. My name spilled from her lips, echoing around the room. I was the fucking king in her world. The only man she could ever be with.
I was holding myself back with her, I knew it.
Ashely wasn’t ready for the kind of man I was, and certainly not for what she inspired within me on a daily basis.
I’d never been this possessive about anyone.
I’d never been consumed with a rage that verged on need.
I was desperate to spear my dick into her cunt to make her bleed, to have her as mine, but I held back, letting her enjoy the aftershocks of her release until she couldn’t stand it. Only when she couldn’t take another stroke of my tongue did I allow myself to ease back. Climbing from the bed, I removed my boxer briefs. I normally slept naked, but with Ashley in my bed, I’d made a few concessions. A lot of them actually.
There was no fear in her eyes.
Wrapping my fingers around my length, I watched her. She sat up from the bed and swung her legs around.
She didn’t make any move to hide her nakedness, and I loved that. I wanted her to own her body, to be proud of it. I was addicted.