Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
When they got to his feet, he stepped out of them, and she pushed them aside. Candice tucked some of her hair behind her ear and her hands were once again on his body. She slowly began to travel up, wrapping her fingers around the fullness of his cock, her gaze on him.
He couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything but wait … and then her lips wrapped around the head of his cock.
Closing his eyes, he gritted his teeth. That one touch of her mouth, and he was close to exploding like a horny teenage boy. He couldn’t think straight but with Candice’s mouth on his length, the last thing he wanted was to have his eyes closed. Forcing them open, he watched her.
She took his cock into her mouth, going as deep as she could take him, until he hit the back of her throat. She pulled back and circled his little slit with her tongue before covering his shaft once again. Reaching out, he wrapped her hair around his fist, holding her face as he began to rock his hips up to meet her sucks.
He didn’t want to come on her face.
Antwone pulled on her hair, and Candice stopped sucking his cock. He held onto her hips, lifted her up, and then moved her into position so that she straddled his lap.
Holding his cock, he guided her into place. She wasn’t wearing any panties, much to his surprise. There was nothing to stop him from taking her. He loved the fact that as he began to pull her onto his length, she was soaking wet.
She took his cock so well. Once she had a couple of inches inside her pussy, he took hold of her hips and slammed her down on his length. Candice let out a little stunned cry that turned into a moan. She still had on the damn robe as well as the negligee and they were in his way. He wanted them off. He pushed the robe off her body, and then tore at the negligee, until she was on his lap, completely and totally naked.
She let out a moan as he ran his hands up her body. He couldn’t resist touching her tits, cupping them in his palm as he got himself acquainted once again with her body. He just couldn’t get enough of her.
He loved everything about this woman, and feeling her tight, soaking wet pussy wrapped around his dick was sheer perfection. Antwone was even more convinced that she had been put on this earth for him and him alone.
Holding onto her hips, he began to guide her over his length, fucking her, taking control. Her tits bounced and he was mesmerized by the sight. He’d been dreaming of this moment for so long. It wasn’t lost on him that this was the first time they had consummated their marriage as well. Even though they had a child together, their time with each other had only consisted of that one night.
Antwone wasn’t going to lose this. He needed Candice.
Letting go of her hip, he tilted her back and went straight toward her clit. She let out a moan the moment he began to touch her, that was followed by a whimper and a guttural growl.
He felt the answer to his teasing as her pussy began to tighten around him. She felt so good. Antwone didn’t want to let her go. He watched her body as it flushed, shook, and he kept teasing her pussy, knowing her orgasm was close. He decided not to torment her tonight and instead sent her over the edge into bliss.
“Yes, yes, that’s it, baby, come for me. Fucking come for me. Come all over my cock.” He growled the word as he drove inside her, fucking her harder and harder, taking her over the edge, making her scream as he did so.
“Please!”
He rocked her into a second orgasm and before the last of her release ebbed away, he took control, holding her hips and he fucked her hard and fast, not wanting to let her go. To finally show her what they had both been missing.
Antwone knew he had fucked up. Leaving Candice had been the last thing he wanted to do.
She had no idea how he felt about her. In all his life, he had never felt so possessed, so enraptured by a woman, that he would visit her at her place of work just to spend time with her. The six months he’d been away had been the worst of his life. He had to stay away, wondering if she had found someone else. Wondering if there was a man out there who even deserved her. In his mind, no one deserved her. No fucking one. She was all his.
He loved her.
And he had stayed away, because if he were to find out she had moved on, that there was another man, he didn’t know if he’d be able to control himself. If he’d be able to … walk away.