Eric (Men of Honor #2) Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Men of Honor Series by Jordan Silver
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
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I was watching her face, so I saw when her eyes rolled back in her head, and she fainted even as she kept fucking her cunt on my rod. I didn’t pull out, but I didn’t move either, just kissed all over her face softly until she came to. “You okay, baby?” She nodded weakly, and I lowered my head to one of her engorged nipples and sucked as I picked up the pace with my hips and started fucking into her nice and slow again. “Your pussy’s gonna be sore as fuck when I’m done with you, baby. Forgive me!”

Eric

“Don’t laugh, what if the kids should see me like this? What would I tell them?” I snort-laughed and held the icepack against her snatch. “I did warn you, but you’re the one who wanted seconds and thirds. Nasty freak!” And I’m mightily grateful for that shit.

She eyed my dick like he was public enemy number one, and to her, he very well might be at this point in time. When she’d got her fill of him plowing her belly. Her pussy was still stretched open like a gaping wound. It was three o’clock in the morning, and we’d started our freak fest at a little after eight the night before. I lost count of how many times I busted inside her, but I knew it was enough to satisfy my boy because he’d taken his ass to sleep finally, thank fuck.

I lifted the pack to assess the damage but couldn’t see much difference. She was red, puffy, and swollen. “Poor baby. Should I give you my mouth? That might help ease the sting.” She pouted prettily and gave me some side-eye like she didn’t trust my ass one bit.

“If you’re worried about me fucking you again, he can’t go another round tonight, not even if my life depended on it.” Her answer was to spread her legs open wide, which caused the icepack to shift, leaving just my fingers on her warm flesh. “Is that a yes?” She blushed fire engine red and nodded her head at me.

I don’t see how she can still be this shy after the shit we’d just done. I’d pulled out of her pussy the second time we fucked and came on her teeth and tongue before digging my cock back inside her for fuck number three. I ass-fucked her with my fingers while dicking her hard and fast, and she creamed all over my cock too many times to count, but here she is all prim and proper and shit.

I threw the pack over my shoulder, and it landed with a splat on the wooden floor. I was actually looking forward to eating her pussy without interference from my cock. Usually, I can barely last ten minutes eating her out before my boy starts his shit, but since he’s out of commission, I figure I can get at least a solid half an hour of pussy eating done.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, I love eating pussy, her pussy, to be exact. She does some shit in the shower that makes her cunt smell and taste like a gourmet meal. No matter how much I cum inside her, that taste doesn’t go away. We’d showered after our last fuck, but I could still smell me on her in her, which only made me want to devour her pussy more.

I pulled her legs apart and gripped her ass cheeks hard in my work-roughened hands, pulling her closer to my mouth and right onto my waiting tongue. She hissed when my tongue touched her delicate sore and tender flesh, but it wasn’t long before she was gyrating and fucking herself harder and harder on my tongue.

I dipped a finger in her puckered asshole, which had only taken about eight of my fourteen inches, something I’m gonna have to work on because next to being balls deep inside her, fucking her ass like a mastodon is the next best thing on my list of shit I like to do with my woman.

The double-action had her going pretty much out of her mind, and my chin was wet, and my jaw tired from working overtime. We also had a growing problem down south, or should I say a swelling problem. My dick, which I was sure had more sense than to look for more pussy tonight, was once again on the rise.

I took a peek up to her face while my mouth was still clamped onto her clam and saw that she had her eyes closed. How the fuck am I gonna pull this off now? The minute I take my mouth away, she’s going to notice and open her eyes. I know, I’ll bring her off and pull away when she’s in the midst of orgasm. That way, she wouldn’t mind being stuffed with cock so much, sore or not. Good plan, now for the execution of said plan.


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