Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Her soft fingertips massage my scalp, soothing the hollow parts of my soul. Her eyes search my face. “I never thought I’d find someone who sees me, Gunner. Who looks past everything else to who I am. I ran here to find myself, but I found something better. I found you.”
I place her on the loveseat, and she moves to her knees, looking up at me with innocent seduction. She is the embodiment of Madonna and the whore. She’s the complete package; my fantasy made real. Her long fingers circle my length, and she guides the tip of my cock into her mouth.
“Cash…” I suck in a breath from her slightest touch.
My heart beats fast, and my cock throbs angrily as I look at her. At this moment, I have no doubt. She’s mine.
My breath comes in rough pants as she teases the tip of my dick at the edges of her pretty red mouth. I lick my lips and watch, riveted, as she takes my shaft in hand. Trailing her tongue up my length, she plunges me fully into her mouth, moaning as she takes me to the back of her throat.
A savage growl escapes me as she tries to swallow me whole. “Such a good girl. That’s it, baby. Swallow that cock. Tell Daddy what a good little slut you’ll be for him.”
Cash peers up at me, and our gazes lock. She slips her hands up my body, her fingers dusting over the cut muscles of my abdomen. She sucks and swirls that talented little tongue before taking me to the root and swallowing me whole again.
“That’s it, baby. Take me all the way,” I growl as I rock my hips slowly. “Such a good girl on your knees for me. You like it when I fuck your mouth, Sparrow? How does it feel to know that’s the only thing you’re good for?”
I groan as I set the pace with my hands on her head, my fingers in her hair, guiding her head back and forth on my shaft.
I spy the small pool of cum under her ass. My cum. She’s my girl, and that’s my cum. I push my foot between her legs to shove them apart, preventing her from gyrating her pussy. A sense of pride blooms at knowing how turned on she is because my cock is choking her.
I want to reach a hand down and slide my fingers through the wetness of her pussy. “Touch your pussy and show me how wet my cunt is for me,” I demand.
I almost come as she gags on my dick and swirls her tongue around my piercings. Her hand disappears between her thick thighs. She casts her head up, her pretty, mascara-smudged eyes blazing into my soul. Black smeared on her cheeks, and red lipstick smeared around her mouth.
I tap the back of her head on my cock and hold her to me. “Show me how wet you are for me.”
Cash pulls out her wet, glistening finger and raises it to me.
Bending down, I suck her digit, savoring her delicious, distinct flavor. “Mmm, filthy girl. You like being a whore for me, don’t you, baby?”
Cash sputters under my hold, her nose against my flesh, my cock attacking her throat until my balls tighten.
“I’m gonna cum in that slut mouth. You’re going to take it all in and hold it for me. Don’t swallow. Got it, cumdump?”
Cash nods, and I explode into the heat of her mouth.
Pulling back, I watch as spit and thin ropes of my cum connect her lips to the tip of my dick. She’s so fucking beautiful, debased for me.
My hands move under her arm as I sit up on the loveseat. “Spit it in my mouth, baby. Give me all that cum.”
Cash leans over me and drizzles her spit and cum into my mouth. Gripping her hair, I push her toward me, crushing her to my mouth. My cock stirs back to life as we swap the fluids back and forth between us. I push her down, get on top of her, and spit it on her before smearing it all over her face.
Pulling her legs up, I bury my face in her sweet pussy, desperate to taste her again. I lick and swirl my tongue, pressing it into her entrance before flicking at her clit again. I suck and pull at her throbbing clit with my teeth until she’s completely clean of all the wetness dripping down her thighs. Finally, I thrust one finger inside and hook it. “Don’t come.”
I pull against her walls as I add another finger and suck on the bundle of nerves. She moans and arches, losing control as I knead her breast in one hand.
“Gunner, please. I need to cum. Please, let me cum.” She squirms and begs for more.