Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
With the material out of the way, she’s lying on the bed, partially naked, her body beneath mine. I have this strange urge to taste every inch of her, to memorize her body, to ingrain the way she tastes into my mind because I know someday we won’t be able to do this anymore. But while we can, I want to enjoy every fucking second.
Half sitting up, half lying back, she reaches behind and undoes her bra. The straps slip off her shoulders, and when she tugs them away, I’m graced with the sight of her perfect tits. Her hard nipples are a dusky pink, the tips hard like diamonds and ready to be sucked. There is no denying I am a tits man, and Aspen has an incredible rack.
Leaning down, I blow softly against the hardened peaks, listening to the heavy intake of breath from Aspen. I smile and flick my tongue against the peak again, enjoying the sharp intakes of breath she rewards me with. She’s so turned on, I bet by the time I make it to her pussy, she’ll have my sheets soaked.
Finally giving in to temptation, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and swirl my tongue against it. I alternate between sucking and nipping at the tight bud, knowing that, like me, Aspen enjoys a little pain with her pleasure. She writhes beneath me, and one of her hands reaches out to spear through my hair, her hand holding my head against her breast. I stare up at her, watching her face fill with bliss as I move to her other tit, giving it the same amount of attention. My cock is painfully hard and strains against my boxers, begging to be free.
I release her breast with a pop that reverberates through the room.
My gaze rakes down her body, and I lick my lips. So soft and perfect. There isn’t a single blemish on her skin. It’s creamy white, and she lies before me like a clean canvas. I want to dirty her up. I want to devour her in ways that shouldn’t even cross my mind.
“Do your worst, Quinton,” she whispers, just as my gaze reconnects with hers. Lust and need swim in her hazel eyes.
“You have no fucking clue what you’re asking for,” I say through my teeth, her words turning me on further, damn near to the point of pain.
With the flames of desire igniting, I reach for her. My hands splay across her hips, and I dip my fingers into the waistband of her panties. She lifts her hips, and I tug them down her legs, my eyes following the movement. It’s been weeks, and I’m barely hanging on as it is.
No point in further tempting myself. I pull back and shove my boxers down my legs.
“Roll over, I want you on your hands and knees.” The sound of my voice is hard.
Aspen doesn’t argue, which is surprising. She does exactly as I ask, pressing her face to the mattress while pushing out her perfect ass. The creamy globes beg to be spanked and turned a soft pink, but that will have to wait. I need to fuck her tight cunt before I explode and blow my load all over her ass.
“Hold on to the sheets, and if you have to scream, do it into the mattress,” I growl and grab her by the hips.
A squeak slips from her lips when the head of my cock presses against her entrance.
“Shit, go slow. It’s been a while,” she whispers, her voice so low I almost miss it.
I ease back a bit and replace the head of my cock with two fingers to test her wetness. The stiffness I noticed before leaves her body, and she pushes back against my fingers as I gently fuck her with them.
“Fuck yourself on my hand, get your pussy nice and wet for my cock.”
She pushes back on my hand, and my fingers move deeper inside of her. Fuck. I watch as the digits disappear into her tight channel. Seeking an impending orgasm, she moves faster, tiny moans escaping her lips, the sound going straight to my cock.
“Fuck,” she whispers harshly.
My gaze moves from her pussy, where she’s swallowing two of my fingers, up to her pert little asshole. The tight ring of muscles begs to be fucked, and I massage the area with my thumb.
“Yes, that’s right, you’re fucked. Completely. You won’t be leaving this bed until I’ve taken every fucking hole in your body.”
“Oh, god. I think I’m coming,” Aspen whimpers, her forehead pressed against the mattress.
I start to fuck her with my fingers then, scissoring them inside until I feel the distinct fluttering of her muscles telling me that she is about to come.
I know I’m an asshole, and Aspen lets me know it with a growl when I pull my fingers from her cunt, right as she’s about to come. I’m selfish and want to feel her fall apart on my cock, not my fingers.