Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
She leans back, and that action has her grinding on my hard cock. “Then we better use it wisely.” She’s off my lap before I can stop her and dropping to her knees. She reaches for my button on my jeans, and I place my hand over hers.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“Do I look like a woman that’s being forced?”
“No, baby girl, you look like you’re mine.” I didn’t intend to say that, but that’s been happening a lot around her. My mouth just blurts whatever’s on my mind, as if I don’t know what a filter is. I can’t help but be straight with her. That’s who I am.
We’re lying to enough people, but I’ll never lie to her.
“Yours.” She nods as her lips curl into a smile. “Then I guess that means I can do this whenever I want.”
She shakes off my hand that stopped her, and continues to unbutton my jeans, lower the zipper, and pull my cock out. She licks her lips, and I have to bite down on my cheek to keep from moaning like a fucking porn star when she takes me into her mouth.
I force myself to watch her instead of letting my eyes roll to the back of my head. Gently, with more tenderness that I would have thought I would be capable of right now, I gather her long brown hair in my fist to keep it out of her face. She might think it’s a gracious gesture, but it’s a purely selfish one.
I don’t want to miss this.
She takes me deep, to the back of her throat, and my hips thrust forward. She gags, and I immediately pull back and try to push her off, but my stubborn girl shakes her head, and swats my hands away.
Again.
And keeps on going.
Her mouth bobs up and down on my cock like it’s her job. She’s taking control, and I’m gladly letting her. It’s not long before I’m feeling that all too familiar tingling in the base of my spine. My balls tighten, and I know I’m not going to last long.
“Baby girl.” I tap her shoulder with the hand that’s not holding her hair. She doesn’t stop. She just keeps right on going, like I didn’t say a word. “Em, baby, you have to stop.”
She doesn’t stop.
This time I do close my eyes. Her hot wet mouth works me over, and when she takes me all the way to the back of her throat again, I can’t hold it. I spill into her mouth in what feels like the most intense orgasm of my life. This isn’t my first with her, but each one grows in intensity.
How the fuck am I going to live without her while she’s at school?
When my cock falls from her mouth, I open my eyes in time to see her wipe her lips with the back of her hand. I don’t know why, but that movement, along with the satisfied smile on her face, has me falling even more under her spell.
“Come here,” I rasp.
She climbs back onto my lap, straddling my hips, and I waste no time pulling her into a kiss. I squeeze her ass as her tongue erotically slides against mine. In the back of my mind, I know we’re running out of time, and no way am I getting off and she doesn’t.
That doesn’t work for me.
Standing with her in my arms, and my jeans falling down my thighs, I move her to sit on the table. I take a few seconds to pull up my jeans, grab my rolling chair, and get comfortable.
“Shorts off, baby girl.”
“We need to get going,” she tries to protest, but it’s weak at best.
“You’re right, we do, but, baby, we’re not leaving this room until you’re coming all over my face. Lose. The. Shorts.” Her face turns a beautiful light shade of pink. She shimmies out of her shorts and places them next to her on the table. She discarded her panties, too, without having to be told.
“Good girl,” I whisper thickly as I pull her to the edge of the table, brace her legs over my shoulders, and dive in to feast. Her taste explodes on my tongue. She digs her fingers into my hair and tugs when I insert one long digit inside her. She’s tight and so fucking warm. I want to know what it feels like when her pussy is gripping my cock.
Slow your roll, Bailey.
I groan out loud, not able to hold it in when I think about the fact that I’m where no man has ever been. I’m the only one to taste this pussy, to feel her from the inside, and that’s a heady feeling.
I always want it to be that way.
That’s wrong of me, and I know it is, but I can’t help how I feel. She’s so much younger than me. She hasn’t been able to explore and experiment the way I have. That’s not fair to her, but the thought alone has fire coursing through my veins.