Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“I think you found me,” I gasp. I may have driven myself to his studio, but Brick is really the one who set this whole affair in motion.
He chuckles, bringing his head down to my shoulder.
“I guess you’re right,” he concedes, his nose brushing my skin. “Either way,” his lips press into the shell of my ear, “I have you here, my fingers swirling around in your pussy. Do you like that?”
“Yes,” I nod.
“I’ll keep going then.” His fingers start moving faster and faster. My hands grip onto the tops of his shoulders, finding stability in his sturdy, tall frame. The familiar warmth in my belly starts to grow, and my legs want to clamp close. Brick keeps me from cutting him off; his leg keeps mine open.
My cries echo around me as Brick’s naughty words egg me on further.
“Are you going to come for me, Tammy? I want you to give me everything you’ve got.” I move my hips to the rhythm Brick has set, his knuckles rubbing along my clit. My insides clench, and a rush of sensations go through my body, setting me on fire.
“Oh, Brick!” I scream, my orgasm filtering down my entire being. His fingers keep moving until he’s milked it all out of me. When my body finally comes back down to earth, I bring my face up to his and kiss him. It’s deep and filled with all of the passion of the evening.
“Do you want to see my room?”
“What about the movie?” Brick put so much work into planning this evening. I mean, he had an entire film setup erected just for us. I definitely want to check out his bed, but I don't want him to feel like all of his hard work was for nothing.
“We can stay and watch it, or we could watch it later.”
“I just feel bad that you did all of this, and I've sidetracked us.”
“Oh, no. Don't feel bad at all. I'd rather watch you come than any boring old movie.”
“Brick.” My cheeks heat up at his words. Even with all of the sexual things he's done to me, he can still make me feel sheepish.
His eyes are looking at me with a burning intensity. It's not just his gaze that's letting me know how revved up he is. His erection presses into my thigh. That's when I get an idea.
“Let's stay here. You can keep telling me all of your facts and fun tidbits from the movie.” I look at the screen; it seems the setting has changed to a creepy castle.
I look back at Brick, and he looks a little bit disappointed, but he swallows it.
“If that's what you want.”
“It is,” I nod. Brick settles so that he's lying next to me. We start to watch the movie again. I wait until Brick becomes engrossed in the film, only breaking his concentration to relay a quick fact to me.
Once I know he’s good and focused, I brush my hand down his body.
“Tammy.” He says my name as kind of a warning, but not an ominous one. He's more letting me know the can of worms I am about to open.
I don't stop my hand's trajectory, only slowing down when I reach his pants. I slide my hand inside, stroking Brick's semi-hard dick. It grows into a full erection under my coaxing.
“This story seems a lot like Dracula.” I keep making regular conversation in an effort to tease Brick even more.
“Yeah, it's an unofficial adaption.” He swallows loudly, taking a deep breath to relax his muscles.
“Unofficial?” I ask while I peel his pants off a little bit. Just enough to get his penis fully out.
“Yeah,” he grunts. “They didn't ask the author or the author's estate if they could use the source material.”
Brick is really struggling to maintain his composure. His breathing picks up as I run my thumb around the head of his penis. Up until now, he has been able to watch the movie. I want him to lose complete control, so I move the blanket off of us and creep down to the bottom of the hammock. My face is right by his cock, and I inhale its heady scent.
I don't waste any time wrapping my lips around his shaft. I look up to see his eyes have closed and his head has tilted back. My mouth forms a smile around his dick in my mouth.
I bob my head back and forth. The ridges and veins along Brick's shaft bump against my lips. Spit mixes with precum as I take him as far down my throat as possible. Brick starts to move his hips on his own, ramming his dick into my mouth.
I never thought I would like rough sex, but whatever Brick does to me always curls my toes.
The hammock rocks violently, but whatever is holding it up is sturdy enough to keep it the two of us from crashing onto the ground.