Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“Don’t move them,” he said.
She nodded in way of response.
There was no way she could find the right words to say at that moment. Licking her lips, she watched as he stepped back, staring at her dress, and then he gripped her waist tightly in his grip. He started to bunch up the material of the dress, exposing her flesh. When he had a good handful, he lifted it right up over her head and tossed it to one side, leaving her with only her bra.
The catch at the front was easy to deal with, and because he’d destroyed so many of her other panties, she didn’t bother wearing them. It was a shame, because she loved feeling him tear them right off, and how the fabric gave way in his hands.
“Oh, fuck me. Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to just watch you tonight? Knowing how gorgeous you look. It should be a sin for you to wear any clothes in my company.”
She smiled. “So you wouldn’t mind Sean getting a look at what is yours?”
“I like that,” he said.
“Sean or that this is yours?”
“Sean will never get to see you naked. But this, it’s all mine.” He ran his hands down her body, moving toward her ass and then cupping between her thighs.
Verity gasped as he spun her around and placed her hands flat on the door. Slowly, he stroked down her body, grazing the sides of her breasts, and then the heat of him left her as he stood back.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw him watching her.
“What is it?” she asked.
In answer, he cupped the globes of her ass and she moaned as he spread them apart.
“Just looking at what is mine,” he said. “I want to fuck you so badly, Verity.”
Standing up, she spun around to face him. “Then do it.”
She leaned in as if to kiss him, but slid down to her knees in front of him. Staring up at him, she reached for the belt of his jeans, opening it up, taking the zipper in hand, sliding it down, and then popping the button that released them. She pushed them down his hips until they hit his knees, then did the same with the boxer briefs that hid his cock.
He was already rock-hard, and she wrapped her fingers around the length, working from the base up to the tip and back down again.
Hector released a hiss. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides. For a few seconds, his eyes closed, and Verity took that moment, putting her mouth on his cock. She took the tip of him between her lips, sucking him in until he hit the back of her throat.
He was so dry, so she used her mouth, getting him nice and slick so she could build up a pace that would drive him wild. In response, Hector wrapped his fingers in her hair, holding her quite tight, but Verity liked it. She didn’t want him to stop, and so she moaned around his dick, sucking him.
“Fuck, baby, that feels so good.”
He pumped into her mouth, and she lapped him up, taking him as deep as she could go without it being uncomfortable.
Each time he hit her throat, he was the one to pull away, giving her time and space to breathe. She couldn’t get enough of him. Letting go of his length, she cupped his balls and played with them.
“I’m going to come. If you don’t want it in your mouth, you’re going to have to stop.”
She kept on sucking him. That seemed to set him off. He growled out her name, and she felt the kick of his cock inside her mouth. Seconds later, he filled her.
On instinct, Verity swallowed every single drop, watching him as he lost himself in the pleasure of her mouth.
She wanted to drive him wild, but the moment he couldn’t take anymore, he pulled out of her mouth.
He wasn’t done. Hector lifted her into his arms and carried her toward her living room. He spread her out on the sofa, and she cried out as his mouth went between her legs, licking and sucking at her flesh. She was so wet.
He worked two fingers inside her pussy, pumping them in and out at the same time his tongue danced across her clit. She wanted this to last, but her body had other ideas. Verity came, and Hector continued to work her clit, drawing out every single second of her orgasm until she couldn’t take it anymore and begged him to stop.
“I could lick this pussy all night long,” he said.
“Be careful what you promise. I might hold you to that.” She smiled at him. “I need to shower.”
She didn’t have time to take one before going to Hector’s.