Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to.”
“You’re not the only one who likes snow cones,” she purred, jerking her hair from his clasp.
Arden licked the glistening tip before surrounding the head with her mouth. Inexpertly, she sucked on him, her confidence soaring when his hips rose off the mattress. Taking it as a sign he wanted her to take more, she did, stopping when she had reached her limit. She slid her mouth back up, licked his shaft all the way, then swirled around the tip before going back down.
At first, she went slow, afraid she would choke and humiliate herself, but then she lost the fear when she heard the groans coming from Doom. Working on her speed until she was bobbing her head over his cock, she realized the side effect of giving him a blowjob heightened her own arousal, which had her grinding her panty-covered pussy on his thigh that had maneuvered itself between hers. Having his cock in her mouth, under her control, made her feel sexy. The newness of feeling that way emboldening her further until she was going down on him further than she had believed possible.
Not even the sucking sound she made, when with a grunt, Doom lifted her up to stand on the bed, embarrassed her. She was too afraid of falling, but Doom’s corded muscles held her firm.
“Pull off your panties. I want to see your pussy,” he demanded.
She carefully removed the panties, letting them drop to the bed.
“Bring that sweet thing here, honey…” His low voice hit her like a lightning bolt where he was staring at her. “I want my pussy where it belongs—on my dick.”
Luckily, her knees didn’t need any help; they were already giving out beneath her, sliding her onto his cock, her insides melting as Doom’s cock surged inside.
Her head dropped to his chest. “This feels so good…” she moaned.
“You haven’t felt anything yet,” he promised with a guttural voice.
Doom made good on his promise. His hands on her waist set a rhythm that had her biting her lips to keep from screaming each time he jerked her down.
“Raise my shirt over your breasts. I want to see your titties while you ride me.”
“You don’t want me to take it off?”
“Fuck no!” he hissed through pursed lips.
Scrunching her shirt up, she held the bottom under her chin as she rode him.
As Doom’s expression grew fiercer, Arden could tell he was about to climax.
“Honey, as much as I’m enjoying this playing around, playtime is over.”
Playtime?
A startled yelp escaped her when, in one movement, Doom raised his upper body off the mattress to push her backward on the bed. Untangling their legs, he didn’t miss a stroke as, pulling her legs up to her shoulders, he started pounding inside of her.
“If I get too rough, tell me to slow down.”
“Okay…” she moaned, her hands gripping his hair to pull his mouth down to hers.
His body powerfully moved over hers as his thrusts grew stronger and faster. At his first stroke, she found out Doom had been reticent about giving her his full length. Nothing was held back now as he surged inside of her, making the whole bed shake. With her legs clasped over his arms and hands hooked her over her shoulders, she was a willing captive to his demands.
“You doing okay?” His raspy voice had her nails digging into his back.
“Better than okay.”
“Your pussy is as slick as honey.”
“That isn’t much of a compliment,” she complained. “Honey is sticky.”
“Not when it’s hot.”
She was unable to argue or form a coherent thought as his cock took possession of what was left of her mind and body.
“We’re going to come together. I don’t want you too sore for me to fuck in the morning,”
“I’m not ready… Just a few more…”
Doom’s mouth went to her breast, covering the whole nipple.
“No…” she pleaded, aware of what he was about to do.
Ignoring her plea, he bit down, sending her into a climax that had her twisting to get away, afraid she would splinter into a million pieces.
Gently releasing her nipple, his mouth went to the curve of her breast to administer a harder bite.
“Fuck…” he groaned as he stopped moving and his full weight dropped, bearing down on her. It took several minutes before either of them could move, mainly because of Doom’s prone body being on top.
When he rolled off, Arden managed to lift her head to look at him, seeing his arm over his eyes.
“Fuck…”
Hesitantly, she rolled over to lay her chest on his chest. Using her hands to prop her head up, she eyed him consideringly. “The way you’re saying that, I can’t tell if it’s good or bad.”
Doom didn’t remove his arm from his eyes. “Honey—don’t talk.”
Hurt, she started to roll away, but Doom forestalled her by using her movement to roll over with her.