Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
I propped myself on one arm so I could watch her suck me off, watch her get me soaking wet. My hand moved into her hair to keep it out of her face, and I guided her, showing her the exact pace I liked. I hoped she was getting me wet to fuck her, but I suspected I was just getting an apologetic blow job tonight.
I’d take it.
She massaged my balls as she continued to move up and down, pushing my long length deep into the back of her throat. She gave it her all, stopping herself from gagging more than once. Sometimes she heaved with her breaths when she took a break, but then she went right back to fucking me with her throat.
She gave good head.
My hand fisted her hair, and I breathed through the goodness that started in my balls. “I’m gonna come, baby. And you’re going to take all of me, as much as you can, and hold it as I finish.”
When she kept going, I assumed that was her compliance.
I guided her mouth down my length with my final pumps, letting her breathe before I finished. Just as I released, I pulled her down far, making her take as much of me as possible. I didn’t even allow her to breathe as I exploded inside her mouth, pretending it was her virgin pussy. I moaned with satisfaction as the intensity burned through my veins and left me feeling weak and strong at the same time. I couldn’t see my come, but I could feel how much it was, how much was being dumped into her throat. When I finished, I finally let her go.
She pulled back and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with air and swallowing all the come I’d just released inside her.
I was still livid she’d turned me down, but at least she did something to make up for it.
She moved to her back beside me and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Instead of leaving right away, she lay beside me, beautiful and naked.
I stayed quiet as I enjoyed the aftershocks of pleasure. I’d had a lot of beautiful women give me great head, but nothing quite like that. Maybe it was because she was inexperienced that I was so impressed, but either way, I enjoyed it more than any other blowjob I’d ever received. “What was that for?” Did she suck my dick out of pity? Was she turned on but just didn’t want to have sex?
“Is your dick that hard all the time?”
“Just around you.”
“I couldn’t stop staring at it. He seemed so disappointed.”
“He is disappointed.” I stared at the ceiling as my breathing slowly returned to normal.
“I thought I did a good job…”
“That’s not why he’s disappointed, Monroe. You’ve come to me twice now and offered yourself. Then you take it away. It’s the worst tease in the world. Make up your fucking mind. Are we doing this or not?”
“I…I don’t know.”
Not the answer I was looking for. “I’m not going to offer you more money, if that’s what your game is.” Maybe this was all a big ploy to get me to pay her as much as possible. I’d been tricked before.
“It’s not,” she said quietly. “Every time I think I’m brave enough to do it…I get scared.”
“There’s nothing to be scared of.”
“Yes, there is. I’m scared of regret.”
“Most women regret their first time, no matter what. Just how most women regret every relationship they’ve ever been in, no matter what. You’re overthinking it.”
“I just think I deserve better…”
She did deserve better.
“Coming to this hotel room…just makes it seem trashy. This is the bed where you popped all their cherries. There’s a picture of a cherry on the wall, for Christ’s sake. It just feels wrong. It feels…gross.”
“You want to come to my place instead? Would that make it better?”
“I guess it would feel more personal…”
“Then I’m willing to do that.”
“But it still doesn’t feel right. I don’t even know you.”
“I’m not that interesting,” I said, wanting to skip the conversation and go right for the kill.
“I still don’t know you. It would be easier if I at least knew you, respected you, even liked you…”
I should just give up on this girl and move on, but I was still looking for any way to make this happen. “What are you suggesting? That I date you? The whole reason I pay for pussy is so I don’t have to do that.”
“Not date me,” she said. “Maybe just be my friend…”
I didn’t have any friends.
“Could we get to know each other first? Could we fool around first? Could we build up to the moment?”
So I would pay her double, and I would have to wine and dine her first. That didn’t sound like an arrangement I wanted. That sounded like the exact thing I wanted to avoid. But it seemed like if I wanted to get between her legs, that was the only way to make it happen. “Alright.”