Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
He growls, moving in to kiss me fiercely.
“You wanna taste my cock, Ramona?”
I swallow, nodding, my face flushing hot.
“Yeah I guess that’d be okay.”
I roll my eyes. “You are such an ass—”
“But only if you bring that sweet little pussy back over here and sit on my fucking face.”
I groan, the filthiness of his words only sparking the fire inside of me even hotter as our lips come crashing together again. He rolls us over, and I gasp as he spins me, yanking one leg over him and tugging me back until my ass is in the air and I’m on my knees, his head between my thighs. I blush fiercely, knowing he can see all of me and feeling his breath on my thighs. But when I bring my eyes forward to the sight of his huge, fat cock pulsing right in front of my face, I groan deeply.
I reach out, gripping him and stroking it up and down as I bring my lips forward. Jamison groans, and I gasp as I feel his tongue drag through my pussy again. I lean in, wetting my lips before I kiss his swollen crown. He moans, and when his cock lurches at the touch of my mouth, I grow bolder. I kiss him again, and this time, I push my tongue and lick at the little slit at the tip of his fat crown. He growls, his hands tightening on me, and the thrill of it pushes me further.
I open my mouth, and this time, I sink my soft lips down over his head and suck him into my mouth.
Fuck is he big.
My lips stretch around him, and I moan deeply as I swirl my tongue around his crown. His own tongue pushes deep into me, his hands gripping my ass and lewdly spreading me open for him. I moan around him, arching my back and pulling away for a second to gasp in pleasure as he starts to fuck me with his tongue again.
I drop my mouth back to his cock and swallow him as deep as I can, which isn’t much, but when he groans so animalistically, I know I’m doing something right. One of his hand slides up my bare back, and when his fingers tangle in my hair and wrap it in his fist, I moan deeply, sucking him even more eagerly. He’s not forcing me or anything, but the feel of his hand in my hair like that and the way his body tenses and tightens when I suck him has a pulse of confidence spiking through me.
I slurp at him deeper, wetly drooling all over his cock as I stroke him with one hand. Pleasure from his tongue on my clit melts through me, and I can feel my body tensing up all over again. I mean for fucks sake, I’ve just come like three freaking times, and he’s about to make me explode again.
…I have zero qualms about this, by the way.
I moan wildly, sucking him as deep as I can and humming around his fat cock. My hand strokes the large part of him that won’t fit between my lips, my fingers teasing over his shaft and his heavy, swollen balls. His hands dig into me, his tongue swirling over my clit as he sucks it between his lips. He slaps my ass, making me squeal in pleasure before he traces it down over my skin. His fingers push deep into my pussy, curling against my g-spot. His thumb brushing naughtily over my asshole, and part of me wants to be embarrassed or shocked, or scandalized, but I’m not. I’m too far down the Jamison Scott rabbit hole. Too turned on. Too wanting everything he wants to show me.
He sucks at my clit, his fingers curling in and out of me as his thumb teases my ass, and I start to fall. I moan around him, slurping at his cock and whimpering as I bob my mouth up and down, drooling all over his swollen, veined shaft until the pleasure between my legs is too much.
“I—I… oh fuck, Jamison!”
His only response is to swirl his tongue even harder around my clit, and that’s the last I can possible take. I cry out, shuddering as I push back against him. And when the orgasm hits me, it hits me hard.
I moan in pleasure, my mouth inhaling his cock as my hand strokes him hard and fast. I come screaming around his cock, jerking him off across my eager tongue as his mouth sends me reeling into outer-freaking-space. The heat explodes through me, and I’m aware of him groaning and growling that he’s going to come, like he’s trying to warn me off.
But I’m not stopping. Because now, the fences have come down. The wildness inside has been let off the chain. And when it comes to Jamison Scott, I want everything.