Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
“Marshall—”
“You need to get away from me,” I groan into her lips.
“Why,” she pants, sucking at my bottom lip in a forward, ferocious way that has my cock bulging against my jeans and my blood boiling in my veins.
“Because,” I hiss, crushing my lips to hers. “Because if you keep teasing me, I’m not going to fucking stop.”
Kendall moans, pulling away from my lips and kissing her way down my jaw until her soft little lips find my ear, her moan sending lighting through my core.
“Then don’t stop,” she moans softly, right into my ear.
…It’s like pulling the trigger on a shotgun. Like pushing the button that launches the fucking nuke.
She gasps as I come alive, grabbing her possessively and flipping us both over. I pin her to the couch, my mouth searing to hers before it drops down, kissing and biting and sucking my way down her neck to her collarbone. Kendall gasps sharply, writhing against me, her lithe little body arching into me wantonly. I yank at the straps of her dress, tugging them out of the way as I kiss my way over her collarbone and shoulders, My hands slide down, grabbing her ass through the dress and yanking her hips against mine as she claws at my back.
I move lower, my lips trailing over her breasts, finding a hard nipple right through the cotton and sucking it hard. She whimpers eagerly, her nipple hardening as my tongue wets the dress and teases her right through it. I move lower, and when my hands push her dress up high, I know there’s no going back.
She’s wearing little white cotton panties, with just a little bit of lace around the edges. Not even anything overtly sexy—not see through, or lacy, or a thong. Just plain white, lace-edged panties. And knowing that those are all that stands between me and her little pussy has my blood turning to fire in my veins.
I slide between her thighs, kissing my way up one smooth, muscled, creamy thigh. She cries out, bucking her hips against me, and as I near her panties, my eyes slide over her mound, and I groan.
She’s wet. Actually “wet” doesn’t even cover it. Kendall is soaked, a big damp spot growing in her panties, and I swear I can smell the candy-sweet scent of her little cunt even from here. My fingers slide into the waist of them, but before I can even get them down, eagerness gets the better of me, and my mouth finds her little pussy right through her panties.
Kendall goes wild.
My tongue drags over her lips through the soaked cotton, and I growl like a beast as I taste her for very first time. She’s so sweet, and so damn innocent tasting, and my cock swells as I tongue her through her panties. My fingers tug at the hem, sliding them down lower and lower, and I pull away to watch as I open my present. Her panties peel lower over her hips and her bare, shaved mound, until finally, they peel wetly away from her pussy lips.
And finally, I’m seeing all of her for the very first time.
She’s perfect.
Soft, delicate little pink lips, puffy and swollen with arousal. And so fucking wet. She’s so wet you’d have thought she’d just been fucked—her arousal dripping down her lips like dewdrops, running in little rivulets over her pussy and down further over her tight little asshole. I tug her panties down her legs and pull them off, dropping them to the floor. I lean in, my tongue swipes at her pussy, and I know I’m forever lost for her.
I growl fiercely as my tongue slides through her lips, tasting her sweet cunt as I drag it from the bottom all the way up to her clit. My tongue bumps over her hard-little nub, making her squeal and thrash on the couch beneath me. Her hips buck eagerly against my face, and my hands have to grab her thighs and spread them wide to keep her from squeezing them shut on my head. I push my tongue into her, curling it deep and eagerly tasting her sweet honey as my cock lurches in my pants and Kendall starts to go to pieces.
She’s tastes like heaven and those moans are like the sweetest sin.
My tongue pushes in and out of her, like I’m shallowly fucking her with it as her honey drips all over my chin. I groan into her, drunk off her pussy, my head spinning with lust as I devour her. I’m like an addict, hungry for more and more and more—like I’ll never get enough of tasting her no matter how long I spend between her pretty thighs, licking her sweet little cunt.
Goddamn she tastes like sugar and flowers. Like a teenage dream. Like forbidden candy. Her body ripples, hips bouncing off the couch as she grinds against my tongue—eagerly, wantonly, recklessly. Soft little mewling sounds fall from her lips, her hands sliding down over her body, tugging at her nipples before pushing lower and tangling into my dark hair.