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)
I whimper as I do just that, twisting at the stiff peaks as he puts his tongue back on my pussy. When he sucks my clit into his mouth and starts rubbing on my G-spot at the same time, I lose it. The edges around my vision go gray as my body locks up, the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had slamming into me like a tornado touching down during a summer storm.
“Oh, God!” I scream, shaking as he continues working his magic.
“Fuck, Ashley,” he growls before he goes back to what he was doing. The way he sucks at my clit while his tongue swirls the hood takes me to another dimension entirely. If I had any shame, I’d probably be embarrassed about how hard I’m coming and how loud I’m being, but I feel too good to care.
I’m still trembling with aftershocks when he sits up. Standing, he yanks his boxers down before he returns to the bed. The quick glimpse I get of his hard, thick length makes me more breathless than I already am. Reaching out, he grabs a pillow. He then puts his arm behind my knees, pushing me back so that my ass rises from the bed. He slides the pillow beneath me before putting me back down then spends a minute maneuvering it until I’m just right. Spreading my legs, he settles between them, setting his cock against my pussy.
He bows his head and rocks back and forth three times before he stills. “Baby,” he groans. “You make me so fucking crazy.”
There are no words for what he makes me, because it’s too big to define. Luckily, I don’t have to put that into words, because he leans in and kisses me. It’s wild and hot, the taste of him mixed with me, and at the moment, the way he’s kissing me is like sex. I know he’s about to fuck me, and I want it bad.
Ending the kiss, he lifts his head. “You still good with me going in bare? You can still change your mind.”
I nod, because I’m better than good with it. I’m on the pill and his clean test results came in yesterday, so I know we’re okay. “I just want you,” I murmur. “Nothing between us.”
“Always,” he answers.
Kissing me again, he reaches between us and adjusts himself. When I feel the fat head of his cock at my entrance, I moan and tear my mouth from his.
“You’re so big,” I whisper.
“And you’re so fuckin’ not,” he growls, his jaw clenching as he watches my pussy take his cock. “Jesus fuck,” he hisses as the first inch sinks in.
I moan something incomprehensible, clawing at the comforter beneath me as he braces himself over me with one arm. With the other, he reaches between us and starts rubbing circles on my clit. The feeling of that in combination with the way his cock is stretching me is almost too much for me to handle. He’s not even halfway in yet and I’ve never felt so full.
Pulling back, he rocks in again. I’m plenty wet, which helps. He repeats the movement half a dozen times, and I’m awed by his level of self-control.
“That’s it, baby,” he praises as he sinks in to the root. I blow out a breath as my pussy clenches around his thick cock. The pillow beneath me suddenly gives this angle a whole new meaning.
“Give it a minute,” he murmurs. “Just feel me in there.”
Not only do I feel him in my pussy, I feel him in my veins. Tyler has worked his way inside me on every level, and I never want to lose this feeling.
The feeling of him being inside me but not moving goes from good to the most unbelievable form of erotic torture in the blink of an eye. He laughs when I whimper and tilt my hips, trying to get some relief.
“You’re ready,” he says.
Beyond, even. Pulling back, he thrusts back in. At first, he’s slow and easy about it, but within minutes, he picks up speed. My legs are wrapped around his waist and my hands are gripping his shoulders tight as he fucks me, harder and faster as every moment passes. I arch beneath him, crying out as his cock pounds into me. The grunts and groans coming from his mouth are the best kind of non-verbal compliment I’ve ever received. He alternates between watching his cock move in and out, watching the way my tits bounce with each thrust, and looking into my eyes.
“So. Fucking. Good,” he pants as he thrusts. And then, “Reach between us and rub your clit, baby. I want to feel you coming on my dick.”
As soon as I touch my clit, I know I’m going to come fast. When Tyler tells me how hot my tight little cunt is around his hard cock, I throw my head back and come with a cry.