Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 85888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
“Yeah.” And the heat in his gaze lit an answering fire in me.
His good hand slipped beneath my ponytail and cupped the back of my neck. The feel of his warm breath on my lips gave me life. How he pressed his body against mine and took ownership of my mouth. With his cast pressing into my back, he kissed me all hot and demanding. The feel of his mouth on mine and his tongue slipping inside. A lot of thought had clearly gone into this moment. Because we hit fevered in well under a minute. With his grip on my neck, and all of the delicious heat and wetness of his mouth, my day improved at an alarming rate—rocketing from shitty to shiny.
“I don’t know where to touch you that won’t hurt you,” I said, breathing heavily.
“Guess you’ll have to keep your hands to yourself and let me be in charge.” And there was something in his tone of voice. Something raw and needy, with a touch of demanding thrown in for good measure. His gaze lingered over the hard nipples pressing into my dress. Then he studied my face. “That works for you, huh?”
I was the very picture of horny innocence. “What do you mean?”
The man had no time for my nonsense, diving right back in, kissing me until my head spun. And all the while his dick hardened against my belly. His tongue stroked against mine, making me moan. I let out a low growl of frustration because he was eminently gropeable and I wanted to touch too. That’s when he said, “Lose the clothes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“But what about your—”
“Susie,” he said, looming over me. “Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to lay on my back on the bed and you’re going to be a good girl and ride me.”
“I’m going to be a good girl, huh?”
“Yes. My good girl.” His smile was all sorts of suggestive and so damn confident. “Strip, Princess.”
My knees went weak. It was the truth. There was approximately one male I trusted to take control and there he stood. My fingers fumbled over the buttons on my short-sleeve black shirt dress. I kicked off my sandals and let the dress float to the floor, leaving me in my underwear, a black lace balconette bra and matching hipster briefs.
“Fuck.” His voice was guttural. “Turn around. Show me.”
I turned slowly.
“Beautiful. Next time we fuck you’ll be wearing the designer heels for me. But for now, get on your knees.”
“Are you sure you’re up for this?”
“Trust me, getting it up is not a problem.”
“That’s obvious,” I said to his tented short fronts. “But I meant muscle strain and bruised-ribs-wise.”
“I’m good. And I think we both need this.” He held out his good hand. “Yes or no, Susie?”
No need for words when actions would convey. I took his hand and lowered myself slowly to my knees. Guess I’d forgotten quite how impressive his dick was. Or it just looked bigger at this angle.
With all due care, I dragged his shorts and boxer briefs down his legs to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. And all the while he stared down at me with that dark gaze. My nipples were so hard they hurt. The man could wind me up so tight with only a kiss and some words. While it was awesome, it wasn’t fair.
I took his cock in my hand, wrapping my fingers around it tightly and nuzzling him. The musky scent of him went straight to my head. My tongue traced the path of a vein. All the way back to the swollen head. Such soft skin over stone. I guided the crown into my mouth, licking and sucking. His hand slid over my head, taking my ponytail in a tight hold. With one hand I fondled his balls, while the other held firm to his length.
I teased the opening with the tip of my tongue before taking him as deep as I could. The noise he made when I sucked hard on the bulbous head was almost as good as when I dug my tongue into the dip of his frenulum. He tugged on my hair and swore up a storm. It was nice to be appreciated. It felt wondrous to make him feel good. And the way the muscles in his thighs flexed was nothing less than thrilling. The salty taste of his pre-cum...
“Stop,” he ordered. “Stand up.”
I gave his cock a parting kiss and did as asked. He cradled my face with his good hand and kissed me on the lips. What my day had been before this, no longer mattered. There was only here and now. And this moment was spectacular.
“That was very good, Susie.”
“I’m glad.”
“Now lose the lingerie.”
I undid the bra and dropped it to the floor and wiggled out of my panties. He pressed his body full length against my back. With the cast firmly against my stomach, he slid his other hand between my legs and cupped me.