Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“Open that mouth wide for me, Rory,” he orders.
I’ve had a few lovers, not many and none in a very long time. When your ex is the type of man that makes sleeping with the devil himself appealing, you tend to swear off the male population for life. Still, I’ve had sex and some of that sex has been good. A couple of times I thought the sex couldn’t be topped. All that said, never have I had a lover that comes off so dominating and forceful. I would have thought—especially with my history—that would be something to destroy my desire. The opposite is true. With Noah’s hoarsely ordered demand, I’m so wet the insides of my thighs are painted with my desire to have him inside.
Somewhere in the back of my mind is that still, small voice.
I shouldn’t be kissing Noah.
I ignore it as I lower my head—with a little help from him, as he pushes my head down toward his cock. I ignore that voice gleefully, as I swallow down inch after inch of his shaft until my gag reflex is triggered because I’ve gone as far as I dare and there’s still a couple of inches of him left.
I ignore that damn voice and I do it moaning around Noah’s enormous cock.
Any woman would… I just happen to be the lucky one.
25
Diesel
Fucking hell.
Her mouth is heaven. That’s the only thought I have.
I gather her hair in my hand, pulling just enough so I can get enough space to watch my dick disappear inch by agonizing inch. My hold is tight and I know I should be gentle, but I don’t have that in me right now. My cock is disappearing into Rory’s mouth, her tongue is sliding down my shaft and then she wraps it around somehow while she’s sucking, her hand comes out and holds my balls, moving them softly. That’s when my eyes roll back in my fucking head, I growl out one word.
“Harder.”
She doesn’t delay, she sucks harder, she goes down harder, everything harder—except her mouth somehow gets softer. Softer and wetter and her lips become a fucking vacuum seal around my cock. She moves in a heated rhythm, which seems to go in time with my heartbeat, again… fast and hard. Downward glide, upward glide, it’s all pleasure and I alternate from closing my eyes as the pleasure rolls through me and opening my eyes—not wanting to miss a moment of watching her swallow me down.
Rory alone is gorgeous. Rory with her mouth full of me is fucking unbelievable. I didn’t think it was possible to get better than that, but she proves me wrong mere seconds later. She slides up, her mouth releasing my cock with a wet popping noise that echoes in my ears. She shifts her body so she’s facing me, those fucking lush lips still hovering near my head.
Rory is gorgeous. Rory with her mouth full of my cock is fucking unbelievable. I was right. Definitely. But, Rory, after she just releases my cock, those emerald green eyes darkened with hunger and desire, her hair cascading around her face and ruffled from my hands getting lost in it, her lips swollen, her mouth barely an inch from my hard cock, and tiny strands of my pre-cum dripping off of those glossy lips? Off the charts better.
Men would gladly go down in the ground if dying meant they’d get this to be the last vision they took with them into the next world. It’s that fucking good. Indescribable. Then she smiles and it’s even better—way better.
“You taste good, Noah,” she whispers, her voice dripping with need. That’s the voice Rory should always have… One full of hunger and smoky with desire.
“Glad you think so, Gorgeous,” I respond and my voice is gruff because Rory is waking things up in me that I thought were dead. Fuck, that’s not it. She’s pulling things out of me that I didn’t know were there.
My hand goes to the side of her neck, my thumb reaching out and sliding back and forth against her cheek. I do this wondering what in the fuck I’m going to do with her. All thoughts cease, however, when that sexy little tongue of hers comes out and the tip laps against the head of my cock like a cat discovering cream. I watch as she gathers my pre-cum on her tongue, taking it into that sweet heaven—also called her mouth—and drinking it down.
Fuck me.
My balls go tight and my body ignores the tight control I have on it and thrusts up ever so slight toward her. She doesn’t miss this, I know by the way those lips spread into another smile, right before she moves again. She slides off the bed, and I move so my legs are hanging over the edge and I’m facing her. She wastes no time, moving that seriously curvy body up close, my knees pressed into each side of her. Then, she holds my gaze as she flattens her tongue, starts at the bottom of my cock, and licks me slow and firm. She does it while her eyes show me how much she’s enjoying it.