Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
It was just sex.
Wet pussy.
Stiff nipples.
And my hard cock, spurting sperm. Once I came on a face or pair of breasts, they left, and I lay in my bed alone.
But this moment with Monique. . .
This sizzling, heated moment. . .my heart tremored with anticipation and my skin was alive and fuck. . .I could feel the intensity deep within my soul.
This was different.
This was special and filled with a newfound passion that I had never felt before.
I was lost in this moment.
Here, reality became blurred, and nothing else mattered.
In fact, without a doubt, I knew I could stay here forever with Monique, forgetting about all my worries and problems in life.
I stared into Monique’s brown eyes. Those dark, deep pools begged me to dive right in.
And so I did.
I kissed Monique with a ravenous hunger.
Our tongues tangled and our lips locked in a passionate embrace that sent sparks exploding through me. Naked, our limbs intertwined, and we melted into each other.
Her perfumed scent—a sensual blend of excitement and desire—filled the air around us.
So intoxicating.
It was an aphrodisiac more potent than any other, fanning the flames of my own growing hunger.
I ran my hands over her body, exploring every curve and inch of her skin as if learning it for the first time.
I dragged my lips down to her neck and traced a line of scorching kisses from there to her breasts.
This moment. . .is heaven on earth.
My cock throbbed at the tip.
Soft and supple, I cupped her breasts in my hands, feeling their heavy weight in my palms before taking the nipple of one between my teeth and teasing it with gentle flicks of my tongue.
“Oh.” Monique gasped.
There, I did all the things I had been yearning to do since first dreaming of her. I started sucking on each nipple in turn, nibbling lightly before licking them until they hardened in response.
My fingers continued their exploration as I teased her other nipple with one hand while running the other hand down her flat stomach and between her legs.
Monique’s moans filled the air as she writhed beneath me, hips arching up as if seeking out even more pleasure.
My heart thundered.
A tsunami of desire rocked my core, and I continued to play with her nipples while exploring the depths of her heated wetness with eager fingers.
Never had I felt a warmer, wetter, tighter pussy.
The sensation of it was incredible.
Transcending.
Fuck my harem. This is what I need. This is what I really fucking want in my life. Monique. . .in my bed. Every damn night.
I trailed my lips to the valley between her breasts, and deeply inhaled.
A dark groan left me.
Monique moaned in pleasure as I returned to sucking on a nipple while playing with the other.
I’ll have to keep her by my side. Longer than the days we agreed on.
Delirious and already addicted, I left her lips and slipped my fingers from her pussy.
She trembled in my hold. “G-god, Lei.”
I loved my name on her tongue. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes.” She panted. “But. . .I keep thinking someone is going to knock and interrupt us.”
“And that person would die.”
She grinned. “Stop it.”
“I’m not playing.” I moved my gaze down her body. “I want to taste every inch of you.”
Her body shivered again.
“I’m a virgin,” I put my gaze back on her face, “but I learned some things from my harem.”
She widened her eyes. “Oh really?”
“Really.”
“What things?”
I caressed the curve of her hip. “It would be boring to just tell you.”
She bit her bottom lip.
“I should simply show you.”
She whispered, “Fuck yes.”
I began to move down her body, inch by inch. And as I lowered, I left a trail of soft kisses.
Down her neck.
Along the curves of her breasts.
She moaned.
For several greedy seconds, I lingered at her center and decorated her toned stomach with kisses.
She shivered in delight.
And then I returned to the mission, continuing to kiss lower, until I stopped at the small swell of her womanhood.
Monique’s hands tangled in my hair.
Jesus fuck. She is so wet.
I savored the sight of her smoothly shaved pussy before me.
Her slit glistened in the warm light. Her clit peered out from between the folds like a ripe fruit waiting for me to pick and taste.
My cock twitched.
I gently parted her labia with my fingers, revealing the flesh underneath. Soft and glistening.
My hands trembled slightly as I reached out. I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in the pleasure of her, to feel her shudder beneath my touch, her breath hitching in response to my tasting.
Monique had brought me so much peace these days. So much light in my darkness.
She deserved to feel nothing less than pure ecstasy, and I was determined to offer her that.
Slowly, with an unwavering gaze, I moved my hand to rest gently upon her thigh. The smooth expanse of her skin was warm. Her muscles quivered beneath my touch.