Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
So...
Overthinking, I tell myself.
And that isn't exactly a good thing, since right now I'm supposed to be busy "moving on".
My heart races when I finally enter the festival. Everyone here is in masks and robes, and this 24-hour gift of anonymity seems to have made the attendees more amorous than usual. I've been here for barely a minute, but I've already lost count of how many groping hands I've had to swat—-
Holy. Bacchanalia.
I'm tempted to cover my eyes when I somehow end up watching a live bukkake session, and amazingly, the 20:1 ratio doesn't seem to worry the lone girl kneeling on the ground. I never thought I'd see this many dicks in my entire life, but one thing I'm sure of: this is absolutely the last Festival of Misrule that I'll ever attend.
My parents and roommate will probably never tire of telling me 'I told you so' when they find out how much I regret coming here, but—-
(Eros)
Hands clasp my waist from behind to spin me around, and I find myself holding my breath as I stare up into a pair of dark eyes.
A plain black mask covers his face, and a similarly dark robe flows around his towering form.
He doesn't speak a word as he stares down at me, but it doesn't matter.
I know my god because I love him, and surrender is all I have in mind when he suddenly lifts me in his arms.
Aaaaaaah.
My legs lock around his waist, and I'm left seeing stars as he impales me with a single, forceful thrust. A moan trembles past my lips as our gazes meet—-
(Eros)
And then he's fucking me so, so hard, all I can do is hold on for dear life.
All the other couples around us are fucking, all of them lost in their own worlds of dirty public sex.
And when I think about the fact that Eros and I are just as dirty as my god has me bouncing on his cock in front of everyone—-
(don't stop, don't stop, don't stop)
Sex clears my mind like it always does, and I have to bite my lip hard so I don't accidentally cry his name out.
(I love you, Eros)
The words knock against the back of my teeth, begging to be released.
(love you, love you, love you)
And I do.
Even though I know we still have a lot of things to talk about and iron out—-
Even though the thought of his closeness to Isabella still hurts and vexes me—-
(no one is perfect)
It's time I grow up and accept that.
That we love each other is the only thing that matters, and while I don't feel it's right to say the words here of all places, there is something else I can do—-
Surprise flickers in his divinely dark gaze when I suddenly squeeze his shoulders to let my god know that I want down.
Reluctance underscores his touch as he grants my wish, and I feel painfully empty when his cock pops out of my dripping pussy.
He starts to speak, but I quickly press a finger on his lips. The fewer clues we reveal about our identities, the better. I know I'll never forget this night, but I'd also prefer that nobody else knows my god and I came here, once upon a time.
My god inhales sharply when my fingers twine with his, and I can feel his brooding gaze on my back as I lead him out of the crowd...and on to one of the sixty-nine rubber mats laid over the soft, dewy grass.
I place one trembling hand against his chest and push gently.
My god slowly lies down, and only when he's flat on his back do I carefully climb over him.
His fingers wrap around my trembling thighs under my robe, and my heart pounds away as Eros pulls me close to his mouth, and I find myself stretching until I'm staring directly down at his crotch.
A whimper escapes me when my pussy starts dripping, and I hear my god lick the drop off his lips.
(oh God)
His cock is now violently throbbing under his robe, and my pussy starts quivering atop his face.
I reach for his robe when his hands around my thighs tighten.
He lowers my pussy to his mouth just as his cock springs out.
His breath caresses my heated flesh, and the swollen head of his manhood knocks against my lips.
My pussy finally meets the lips of my god, and I take his cock inside my mouth.
We taste ourselves on each other, and my senses reel.
His tongue thrusts inside my pussy, and I lave my tongue around his member.
He fucks me hard, and I suck him just as hard.
He adjusts his hold on my body, his fingers now biting into my ass as I take him all the way deep into my throat.
My god starts sucking on my clit, and my body buckles.