Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
I snaked my tongue along her clit. Just a taste of her honey. It was indulgent, even better than I imagined. Then I realized a taste wasn’t enough. I wanted it all. I wanted to fucking devour her.
I twirled the tip of my tongue around her nub, giving her a sample of what I could do. She made an mmm sound, as if she was trying to keep her desire to herself. She couldn’t. I knew. I knew the moment she’d looked at my rigid cock. The fire in her eyes told me how much she wanted me.
I fastened my lips around her clit, sucking ever so slightly. Her hips moved against my mouth. Then she stilled, attempting to avoid the pleasure I would force on her. Not a chance. I pressed my lips hard around her clit and sucked. She let out a high grunt and moved against me again.
This was just the first step. I wasn’t going to let her come. Not until I wanted her to. Not until she was begging me for release. I gave her a hard lick that made her grind her pussy into me before I dropped my mouth lower to her opening. She was already so wet.
I slipped my tongue inside her, groaning at the resistance I found there. She was tight, so tight. I delved further, pushing my face against her, opening my mouth wider. She moaned and pumped against me. I pulled away from her and licked my lips.
Her nipples were those perfect pearls. I fell on them, fastening my mouth around one and teasing the tip with my tongue. I slid my hand past her needy clit and sank a finger into her. She stopped pretending she didn’t like it and put her hands in my hair, pulling and gripping. I stroked her walls where the flesh was more sensitive, more ridged, as I bit the pearl in my mouth. She gasped. When I sank another finger next to the first, her hips came off the bed.
My cock begged to be inside her. I would oblige it. I withdrew my fingers and moved further up her body. I pressed my swollen head against her hot opening. Her heat singed my skin, making me groan from the sensation. I rubbed my tip against her clit in short, smooth strokes. She matched my rhythm, thrusting up to meet me, to increase my contact. I found her mouth.
I wasn’t gentle. I needed her too much. I slanted my lips over hers and forced my tongue inside. I shared her own taste with her, delving into her heat and stroking her tongue. Her hands moved down my back and she sank her nails into me as I kissed her hard, almost angrily. She was mine. I’d told her it would just be for a week. A lie. She would always be mine. I would never let her go. At the thought, I pushed inside her.
She froze beneath me. She was so snug. Even when she was so wet for me, I had to go slowly. I pulled back the slightest bit and moved forward more. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to shove all the way home and fuck her hard, smeared mascara and teary cries be damned. But I didn’t want to hurt her. Not yet, anyway. And I would have her again in short order, so I needed to make sure she was taken care of.
The muscles in my arms and back shook from the fucking caveman need to take her, to claim her. I ignored them and smoothed into her a bit further. She began to loosen beneath me, spreading her legs wider. My head wanted to explode, shooting cum into her in hot ropes. Patience.
I looked into her eyes, searching for pain. There was none. Her lips were open, begging for my tongue. I gave it to her, kissing her more gently this time as I worked deeper and deeper into her hot cunt. Soon, I was as deep as I could go, my balls against her ass. I pulled out to the tip and pushed in all the way, stopping there and letting her hold me in place.
I’d stroked off to thoughts of her so many times that the feeling of her beneath me – where she belonged – was a jolt of electricity to my system. My mind seemed to short circuit and then the caveman took over. I withdrew and pushed in harder.
She dug her nails deeper into my back. I didn’t care. I wanted the pain, the marks. Again, I plunged and she cried out. I caught the sound against my lips and thrust harder and harder again. I pulled back to look at her. Those blue eyes were half-lidded now as I fucked her. Drugged by my cock.