Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Her heart beats faster beneath my hand as her breathing escalates.
“You will?”
“I will. I’ve been dreaming about doing that since day one. We’ll save that for later though. Right now, tell me what you did after you ran your hands over your body.”
“I licked my thumbs and swirled them over my nipples. They were so stiff and sensitive. When I pinched them for the first time, I moaned way too loud.”
The scene in my mind is more than X-rated, and I love it.
“I tried to keep myself on the edge, tried not to move my hand down between my legs, because I knew I’d come fast. I couldn’t wait though. I could feel how wet I was….”
“On your thighs?” I prod. “Were you making a mess?” I pinch her nipples again.
“Mm. Yes.”
“Because I got your pussy good and wet before I left,” I rasp.
“Yesss,” she agrees.
Taking my hands from her bra, I move them down her stomach. Stopping at her jeans, I undo the button, take the zipper down, and slide my hand inside. Setting my hand on the damp heat of her panties, I press down with my palm on the area above her clit.
“Tyler,” she gasps.
“When I slide my fingers beneath these panties, will you be as wet as you were last night?”
“Probably more,” she admits.
“Good. Keep telling me exactly what you did.”
“I slid my fingers down to my…”
“Pussy,” I growl. “Say it.”
“I slid my fingers down to my pussy, and I was so, so wet. I stayed away from the hood of my clit because I wanted it to last, but I knew it wasn’t going to take long.”
Sliding my hand beneath her panties, I bite back a curse. Fuck, she’s so goddamn wet. I want to get inside of her raw so I can feel all of this with nothing between us. Forcing myself not to lose it, I mimic what she’s describing to me, careful to steer clear of the top of her clit.
“I needed to feel full,” she whispers, “so I pushed a finger in.”
We both groan when I slide my middle finger into her heat. Goddamn, she’s fucking tight. With my free hand, I press down on her pubic bone with my palm as I slowly move the finger I’ve got inside her in and out. Her head lolls on my shoulder as she clenches around it, her little mewls of pleasure hot enough that I feel my cock leaking pre-cum.
“That feels so good,” she moans.
Yeah, it does. I’m not even inside her, but I’m primed like a goddamn pump in an oil field. One touch of my cock to her cunt right now and I’d come. Hard.
“Did you stick with one finger or did you add another?”
She hesitates. “I, uh, added another, but…”
“But what, babe?”
She lets out a breath. “My fingers are smaller than yours. Just the one feels like both of mine.”
Yeah. She’s going to be the fucking death of me. Pulling my middle finger out, I push two back in. She’s tight as fuck, so I go slow. “Gonna need to work you up to my dick,” I tell her. “It’s a lot fucking bigger than two fingers.”
Her pussy clenches as she gets impossibly wetter. Once I’m in deep, I start to fuck her with my fingers as well as I can with her jeans in the way. She’s so wet and tight that it’s a struggle not to yank her pants down, tear off her underwear, and bury my face between her legs. I can’t wait to eat her out.
“Do you rub up on your G-spot?” I ask.
“I can’t…. I’ve never found it,” she says breathlessly.
I grin, knowing I’m about to rock her world. Moving my fingers just so, I find the spot. The second I start rubbing at it, she sucks in a sharp breath. At the same time, I press down more firmly on her pubic bone.
“Oh my… oh… Tyler,” she moans.
Burying my face in her neck, I focus on making her come. My fingers move faster, hitting the spot just right. Her gasps and cries are music to my ears, and the honey she’s dripping all over my fingers is making me so hard I know I’m going to come in my goddamn pants like a fucking teenager on a first date, but fuck if I can stop it. The way she’s lighting up for me is too much for me to be able to stop it, and the truth is—I don’t want to.
“Oh shit, oh, ah, yes, yes,” she whimpers, her hips moving up and down as I fuck her little cunt with my fingers.
“I’m… oh my God, maybe you should, unf, stop,” she gasps.
I work faster, hitting the spot with more force as the sound of her wetness makes me impossibly harder.
“Come for me, Ashley. Let go.”