Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
She realized then he never answered her. “Do you expect me to be a virgin or something?”
When he pinned his lips together, she couldn’t help but laugh at his expression. He was trying so damn hard not to stick his bare foot into his unfiltered mouth.
He was brave and answered it anyway. “Hell no. I definitely do not want you to be a virgin. I haven’t had a virgin since I was seventeen and I plan on keeping it that way. I remember how I bumbled and fumbled through everything, and it wasn’t a good experience for either of us. In fact, I wish I could forget the whole thing.”
She couldn’t wipe the grin from her face, even if she tried. “So, you’re saying you’re not a virgin, either?”
With a snort, he finally got his ass in gear and climbed onto the bed, still clinging tightly to that condom. She was surprised when he tossed it up by the pillows since she expected him to put it on right away so they could get busy. But if he had another plan in mind first, she was game.
It only took a few seconds to figure out what that plan was.
After he pushed her legs up and out, he kneeled between them. “Show me.”
She used her fingers held in a V to separate her already slick folds and show him what he wanted. He immediately dropped to his belly and wedged his broad shoulders between her thighs.
He stared at her for far too long. To the point she began to worry. She was about to say something to snap him out of whatever trance he was in, when he said, “Absolutely fucking beautiful, baby. Keep it open for me.”
She could definitely do that and since he proved earlier he knew where both her clit and G-spot were located, she held out hope he’d be good at eating pussy.
After throwing her legs over his shoulders, he leaned into her thighs just enough to give him unfettered access. Then he went about proving just how much of a pro he really was.
Oooooh yessss.
This man would never be confused with a virgin. He might’ve had an awkward first experience all those years ago—as a lot of teenagers did—but she had no doubt he’d spent time honing his skills since then.
She appreciated all the work he’d put into learning how to please a woman and silently thanked the ones who came before her and most likely taught him along the way.
Women helping women. As it was meant to be.
With his mouth pressed to her mound, he sucked her clit hard, then twirled his tongue around before flicking it a few times. But he didn’t linger there. A few moments later, his thumb replaced his tongue so he could bury himself face first between her trembling thighs. Her reaction surprised her since he was only gliding his tongue in and out of her and playing with her clit.
He slid a hand under her ass to tilt her hips higher and changed tactic again. Plunging two fingers inside her, he curved them and zeroed in on her G-spot. His lips returned to sucking her swollen, sensitive clit, making her twitch with each intense pull of his mouth.
Releasing a long groan, her hands slammed onto the mattress and her fingers tangled in the bedding.
“Yes… Yes… Yes!” Holy shit. Either he was that good or it had simply been too long for her.
It could be a combination of both.
Arching her back, she released the sheets before she tore them, and tugged at her own nipples, twirling the tips between her fingers, sending a glorious rush through her and down to where he had his face glued to her.
It didn’t take much more before she cried out, “I’m coming.”
Unlike some other men she’d been with in the past, he didn’t take that as a sign to slow down or stop. The last usually leaving her hanging. Instead, he rode out her orgasm by pressing his mouth harder against her and driving his fingers in and out of her faster.
And when that climax swept through her, it was as intense as it had been in the VIP room. So much better than doing it herself.
Once she stopped thrashing against him and riding out the waves of her orgasm, he sat back on his heels, his shiny lips curled up into a grin.
Oh, was he pleased with himself?
All right, the truth was, he should be. She’d give him that. “Thank you for not proving me wrong.”
“About?”
She shook her head, not wanting to jinx what was about to come next. Because now her expectations were high when it came to “getting down.” He did well so far and that needed to continue.
He moved until his weight pinned her to the mattress, then used his knees to push her legs even wider. His cock pressed against her thigh like a steel pipe, unbreakable and unbendable.