Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 70628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
In fact, a big part of me would never want him to. Still, the idea is a bit of a turn on.
I continue blowing him, using my hand to increase the friction.
“Fuck,” he says. “I need you. Need you on top of me.”
“We’ll get to that,” I promise.
Then I return to my work.
“Baby, please…”
Part of me wants him to come in my mouth.
But do I want that more than I want to be on top of him right now? His cock deeply embedded inside me?
I don’t think so.
I climb on top of him and sink myself down on his erection.
I move slowly, more of a back-and-forth movement than an up-and-down.
It hits me just at the right place, and I moan.
“That’s it, baby. Make it feel good, Aspen.”
He cups my breasts, thumbs my nipple and my areola where the other should be. Again, the phantom nipple emerges, and I feel it.
I feel it harden along with the other one.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he says.
And I hear the truth in his words. He doesn’t care about a missing nipple. He doesn’t care about scars.
I gaze down at his chest, run my fingers over all his scars as I continue to rock back and forth on top of him.
He winces slightly.
I gasp. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. God, no. You feel amazing. It’s just… The scars…”
I lean down then, trail my lips over one scar. “It’s you, Buck. It’s all you, and it’s all beautiful. You don’t mind my scars, do you?”
“Of course not.”
I raise my head. “Then why should I mind yours? Every mark on your magnificent body has helped make you who you are. It’s the same for me. They all hurt, but they all made me stronger.”
“My God,” he says, reaching forward to cup my cheek. “How can you be so perfect?”
“Same way you can.” I sigh and rock back and forth again.
“Touch yourself,” he says. “Please.”
I moisten my fingers in my mouth and trail them down to my clit.
His gaze drops to where we’re joined. “You’re so beautiful.”
And in his eyes, I am. Just like in my eyes, he is.
So freaking perfect. Perfectly formed and perfectly beautiful, and his scars make him more so.
I circle my finger around my clit slowly, still rocking back-and-forth, letting every inch of his cock touch inside every inch of my pussy.
I gradually increase the movements of my fingers, until—
“Oh!”
The climax surges through me, and I’m no longer satisfied to rock slowly back-and-forth.
I piston my hips, screwing him harder and faster, until his strong hands grip my hips, pulling me above him.
“Buck?”
“Sorry, baby. I don’t want to come yet. Not until I taste your sweet pussy.”
“No. No work for you.”
“All right. You don’t want me to work? Then sit on my face. Sit on my face and rub that delicious cunt all over me.”
I smile.
That, I can do.
11
BUCK
God, her perfect pussy.
Her fragrance is lusciously musky, her taste even better. I clamp my hands over her ass cheeks and I dive between her folds.
My God, I could eat her forever.
I kiss her. Kiss her pussy.
And then slide my tongue over her clit.
I squeeze the cheeks of her ass, massage them, and then spread them so her pussy is even more bared to me.
With one hand, I trail my fingers over her taut and muscular thighs, massaging her as I go.
All the while, I’m sucking her, and she grinds against my face, making me even harder.
Her mouth is back on my dick, I’m about ready to explode. Still, she’s going slowly, as if she knows I want to give this to her now.
Her texture is like silk under my tongue. Sweet and tangy silk.
She moves her hips more now, grinding into me, moving her clit against my tongue, against my lips.
My God.
I could eat her forever and never tire of her fragrance, her flavor, her texture.
As she rubs against me, the need to penetrate her becomes unbearable. But I don’t want to give up licking her. So one finger goes into her pussy, as I continue sliding my tongue between her folds and focusing on her clit.
She gasps, and then moves faster against my face.
God, she’s so hot.
She’s sucking the head of my dick softly. Just softly enough to keep me from coming. And I want more of her. Her sweet ass is right there. So tight and so available.
I doubt she’s ready for that.
One day, though. One day when she’s healed and ready.
She moans above me, grinds against me, and just when I’m about ready to explode, she flips her ass upward, crawls forward, and sinks down on my cock.
She’s in reverse cowgirl position, and I have a bird’s eye view of her beautiful ass.
She fucks me. And this time it’s not soft rocking back-and-forth.
This time it’s hard. This time it’s fast. This time it’s—
“Buck, my God!
She comes over me, and that’s my cue.