Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I growled low in my throat at the dark black pubic hair shaved into a landing strip.
I smirked as I drew a long finger down the length of it, not stopping when that digit fell between her pussy lips, hit her clit, and kept going to her wet entrance.
She made a sound in the back of her throat, something between a whimper and a squeak, which caused me to look up at her.
“You okay?” I asked.
She swallowed hard and nodded as she folded her lips between her teeth and thinned her lips.
“You’re sure?” I asked as I breached her entrance.
Her breath left her in a rush, and I couldn’t stop the hint of satisfaction that left my throat at the way I affected her.
The look on her face, paired with how wet she was?
Yeah, those were two really great things that made me want to keep doing exactly what I was doing.
She blew out a shaky breath, then said, “More.”
I gave her more, bending down to place my lips on her needy clit.
When I did, she all but clamped her knees around my head and squeezed with surprising force.
One that took regular hits to the head, though not necessarily by beautiful women, I let her squeeze all she wanted. Instead, I focused on curling my finger in a ‘come hither’ motion while simultaneously giving her the best tongue lashing she’d ever experienced.
“Oh, Slone.” She breathed. “Oh, god.”
I smiled against her pussy, my eyes trailing up the length of her bared torso and snagging on her bra that was still in place.
“Get it off,” I urged as I came up for air.
She did, her movements causing her clit to bump against my lips.
She was so hasty in those movements, and she kept pausing to grind herself into my face, that it took her longer than it probably should have. Not that I’d be complaining.
I liked that she enjoyed what I was doing to her, and I liked even more that I was affecting her brain to the point where she couldn’t accomplish simple tasks such as taking her bra off.
When her breasts were bared, I had to practically force myself to stay where I was.
Those beautiful tits of hers weren’t big. In fact, they were so small that I could fit both of them in my hand with laughable ease—I did have the second largest hands in the NFL according to Football Today Magazine.
But her nipples. God, those were perky and stiff and dark. I wanted to bring them to my lips and worship them for days.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, covering her breasts with her hands.
“Like I can’t decide which piece of you to devour first?” I asked, going back to tonguing her clit. “Because I can’t decide which to focus on.”
She laughed breathlessly, letting me know that it was the exact answer that she needed.
She let her breasts go, and then those nipples were once again garnering my gaze.
But I kept my work up with her clit, wrapping my lips around it and sucking softly while pumping first one finger inside of her, then two.
My gaze on her breasts and her eyes must’ve been doing it for her, because she snaked her hand upward and caught one nipple between her fingers and started to twist it.
She tugged softly, and I knew that before this night was through, I’d make her come by sucking those nipples alone.
“You’re making me hard as fuck here, baby.” I groaned, digging my dick into the couch.
“I’m not doing anything but…”
All muscle tone left her, and I saw the look in her eyes go from ‘present’ to ‘not there’ in the blink of an eye.
One second she was awake with her eyes on mine, and the next she was eyes closed and dead to the world.
I sat up and groaned, my hand going to my cock as I took a seat beside her and helped her close her legs.
Squeezing my cock hard, I prayed that she’d wake back up sooner rather than later, because otherwise this was going to be torture.
She woke with a gasp, and then was sitting up and staring at me in horror.
“I’m so sorry,” she breathed.
I curled my hands around her armpits and dragged her to me.
She came willingly, though her eyes were apologetic as she repeated, “I’m sorry.”
I kissed her apology away and said, “We take this at whatever speed you want, honey. You want to do this, we do it. And we’ll keep trying, even if we take all night.”
She straddled my hips and placed those delicious nipples directly in front of my mouth.
Grin widening, I did what I’d been dying to do all along.
Smearing one nipple with her wetness still coating my finger, I sucked it into my mouth.
She gasped, her hands going to my hair, and she tugged.