Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 28035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
She inhales a shuddery breath. “That’s your fault.”
“I take full credit and responsibility.” I part her thighs and blow a gust of air across her sensitive sex.
She makes a sound of unmet need—high and whining. It’s hard not to strip off her panties and ram my cock so far into her pussy that she can feel my cockhead in her throat.
I push the sodden fabric away until the rosy pussy lips are visible. Her arousal glistens on the plump folds, begging me to come and taste. I start simple, lapping at the edges, circling the tiny nub that juts out of its cave, nipping at the swollen flesh, tonguing right up to the edge of her puckered skin and then back to her tender opening. My tongue is rough and needy, but her own want is eroding her reserve. Her hands come to grip my head and hold me tight against her as if I would leave this buffet. No fucking way. I draw out her juice, filling my mouth with her. She is everything I ever wanted in this life.
I tongue her again and again, eating at her cunt, nibbling at her clit, until her toes curl and her thighs tense and she screams out her release as waves of orgasm rip through her. Even then I don’t relent. I spread her wider, using my thumbs to give me greater access to her honeyed well.
My cock throbs in excitement. I could push down my boxers and be inside of her before the next breath leaves her chest. Cum leaks out of my cockhead. A vision of her thick folds swallowing my dick leaves me dizzy. I bear down, eating her with more earnestness than before, wanting her to come again and again. She sobs as the wracking releases course through her. Too fast. Too fast. Too fast, shouts a tiny voice in the back of my head.
I inhale sharply and then ease back. My girl is shaking like a leaf. Tears are leaking out the side of her eyes from the force of her orgasm. I hoist myself onto the corner of the sectional and gather her into my arms. She’s not ready to be speared yet, and that’s okay. I haven’t even taken her shirt off. Her nipples haven’t been kissed or sucked. I haven’t found all the precious places on her body that turn her on and make her knees weak.
“Shh, sweets,” I whisper into her hair. “I’ve got you.”
“B-b-but you?” she stammers.
“It’s all good,” I lie. But is it really a lie? I got to taste her sweetness. I got to feel her come against my tongue and right now, I’m holding her half naked body in my lap. This is a simple pleasure I’m glad to have. Life is good.
Fourteen
Joy
“Baby,” I hear someone say. I let out a groan and cover my head with the pillow. I don’t want to get up yet. “Sweets.” A kiss lands on my bare shoulder. My eyes fly open, remembering where I am. That’s not all I remember. “I have to go. I’ll be back in a few hours. Stay in bed.” He kisses my shoulder again, and moments later I hear the front door open and close.
I sit up, realizing that I’m in Dane’s bed completely naked. The last thing I remember was being in his lap. I had been shaking and let’s not forget about the crying. He’d given me so much pleasure that I’d been brought to tears. I didn’t even realize that was possible.
“What is wrong with me?” I say into the empty room before I fall back onto the bed. He went down on me and I cried? Cried! It wasn’t a simple tear either. I was practically sobbing. Thank God he had to leave this morning. I don’t know how I would have faced him. “What is wrong with you?” I say, talking to myself again.
I take a deep breath before I get up. I go in search of my clothes, which I find in the living room where he stripped them off of me. I quickly get dressed, needing to get out of here before he gets back.
His door has a handle lock and a deadbolt. I make sure that I lock the bottom part before I dart out of his place and run the few hundred feet into my own house. I hurriedly shut our door. I make sure to secure all of the locks before I lean up against it. I close my eyes and take a calming breath.
“What’s wrong with you?” Cece asks, scaring the living crap out of me. When I look up she has a mouthful of Fruity Pebbles. “Was the sex that bad? I’ve heard that hot men tend to suck in bed because they don’t think they have to try.”