Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
That damn eye roll again. I make the best of it by pulling her nipple into my mouth and worshiping it with my tongue. Her face quickly contorts while her gasps and moans echo through the room.
“Not… not birth control,” she struggles to get the words out while I continue my ministrations. “If we’re not going to use condoms, then I need to know you’re clean.”
Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. God, this woman.
“I’m serious. I’m not letting you put your cock in me until I see the clean test results with my own eyes,” she tells me. Stubborn woman.
“I haven’t been with another woman in five years, but I’ll get the damn piece of paper. And then, I’m going to spend the next three days fucking you over every surface of the house. Now, if you’re done talking, I have better things to do with my mouth.”
I try to move back down to the junction between her legs, more than a little enthusiastic to get her damn addictive taste back on my tongue. Emma is quickly becoming my favorite meal.
Her eyes widen as her hands scramble for purchase on the bed and she pushes herself away from me. I groan in disappointment and she closes her legs and tucks them under her. “I already came. It’s your turn now.”
“I didn’t say I was done. Now lay back like a good girl and let me finish.” Her breath catches in her throat, her pupils expanding in arousal at my words. Her reaction to my dirty talk is going to be the death of me. I’m going to tie her up and torment the both of us by spending hours whispering in her ear, just so I can watch her blush spread and body spasm.
“I want to do something for you though,” she says, her voice barely louder than a whisper. Her mouth says one thing, but her blown-wide pupils tell me she wants to spread herself out like a buffet dinner.
“Trust me, this is for me.” I take things into my own hands, pushing her back down onto the beds and pulling her legs to the edge. Since I don’t bring women back to my bedroom, it lacks the supplies I want to use on her. I’ll rectify that tomorrow.
If Emma is going to insist on playing this cat-and-mouse game, warming up to me before pulling away and freezing me out, I need to be prepared every time she lets me in. If that means keeping a well-stocked arsenal of supplies and toys to drive her out of her mind and dismantling the wall brick by brick, then so be it.
Due to the lack of suitable equipment, I quickly grab a tie from my closet and knot her hands together before securing them to the headboard above her. The physical restraint will keep her from pushing me away until I’m done, and maybe it’ll register in her brain I’m not going anywhere.
Not away from our bed, and certainly not out of her life.
I sigh happily as I settle myself between her legs, taking in the scent of her that’s stronger after her first orgasm. I’m almost painfully hard at this point. If I wanted to, I could probably come just from eating her out, but I plan to paint her body in me.
“You didn’t say my name last time." My mouth is inches away from her sensitive clit. Her face goes hazy again. Her bottom lip drops, opening her mouth into the perfect little o-shape. I imagine sliding my dick between those lips, fucking her mouth. Not tonight. Tonight is about driving her insane with pleasure.
“This time, when you come, you’re going to do so screaming my name. Even if I have to edge it out of you,” I tease her. I’m not sure she registers what I'm saying. The loose way her head bobs from side to side means she isn’t focusing much on words.
I’ll build her up, bring her closer and closer to her orgasm, focusing on her cunt to build that desire deep in her gut before pulling away to worship the rest of her body. Kissing up and down her legs, nipping at her thighs, massaging her ass that is still red from my hand. When the focus comes back to her eyes, I return to the center of her desire.
Build her back up until she’s on the edge of falling apart.
Back off and suck on those lovely tits.
Fuck her with my tongue like my life depends on it.
Kiss her until she’s no longer so fucked-out that she can kiss me back.
Over and over again. Each time pushing her closer and closer until pulling back again, until she’s crying out and squeezing her thighs together when I try to escape her.
“Please, please, please,” she begs me. A small sheen of sweat is gathering on her skin. I haven’t looked at a clock in a long time, but enough time has passed that we’ll pay for it in the morning.