Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 130380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130380 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
I flushed, burying my head in his neck, but he tilted my chin with his knuckles until I had no choice but to look up at him.
“Don’t hide. That was fucking hot, Stig.”
I rolled my lips together as another blush heated my skin. Then, I dragged a nail down his chest, carefully avoiding his fresh ink, and loving the way he broke out in chills at my touch. I drew that line over each swell of his hard abdomen before tucking my fingertip in the band of his pants.
“I want these off.”
At that, he smirked, climbing off me and standing by the bed. He kept his eyes on where I was still sated and spread out in the sheets as he slowly stripped his sweats off and kicked them away once they were around his ankles.
I sat upright with wide eyes, my jaw damn near hitting the floor.
Because straining against the black fabric of his briefs was a thick, massive length that I was almost certain my pussy could not handle.
I’d seen the outline of him through his sweatpants and shorts around the house. I knew he was packing, but I thought it was in the normal way, in the that’s a nice dick kind of way.
I was not expecting a fucking anaconda under those pants.
His cock twitched a little under my stare, and my pussy fluttered as if the bitch could actually take that beast.
“Mary?” Leo asked.
I blinked, dragging my gaze up to his. “Mm?”
He smirked, and I knew he was reading right through me in that moment. But he only held his chin a bit higher, biting the corner of his lip like my orgasm had only been the appetizer.
“Come here,” he said. “I want you on your knees.”
Leo
Mary was too fucking pretty as she crawled out of the sheets, her cunt still dripping for me, breasts swollen and pink from my hands and mouth. Her hair was a mess, and I didn’t miss how wide her eyes still were as she strolled over to me, catching my gaze before she dropped to her knees.
Fuck me.
That sight alone was enough to make me bust.
She looked up at me, every curve of her catching the soft rays from the light outside her window. It slipped through the blinds in little slats of gold, painting her in stripes of shadow and light.
I arched a brow, and without another cue, she turned her focus to my briefs, sliding her warm fingertips into the bands before dragging them down my hips. They caught on my ass, on my erection, and she yanked harder, pulling the fabric to my ankles as my cock sprang forward.
I’d seen the look before when a girl saw my length for the first time. In some ways, I found it to be a curse. I’d had girls walk out, or others who would try but we couldn’t ever get past them taking the first half of me. Guys always slung jokes about massive cocks, but few knew the burden of actually having one.
But watching Mary as she took me in, her worry faded, and her lips curved up in anticipation like I was a challenge she couldn’t wait to prove she could handle.
She licked her lips, reaching out to take my cock in her fist. I groaned at the first contact, at the feel of her hand wrapped around me as my cock jerked from the touch. I was so fucking gone after hearing her scream my name that I was two pumps away from coming. It took every ounce of focus and control I had not to.
“I won’t be able to take you all the way in my mouth,” she said, looking up at me through her lashes like she was ashamed of that fact.
If she only knew that those words and this view of her tits under my cock were enough to make me blow without so much as a lick.
“You’re in control,” I said instead, and I slid one hand into her hair, guiding her mouth to me.
She opened, swirling her tongue over my tip and coating me in her saliva as I groaned and let my head fall back. It was so fucking good, so fucking sweet after wondering what it would be like for so long.
I looked back down through heavy lids just in time to watch her dive, stretching her mouth open as wide as she could and sticking her tongue out, too. She took just under half of me in before she choked, and I hissed at the feeling, the sound, the view of her hair twisted in my fist and my cock in her mouth.
“Use your hands,” I coached, and she obeyed like the good girl she was, wrapping one hand around me under her mouth before the other came up and covered the rest of me. For a moment, I was completely wrapped in her warmth, and I savored that brief stillness before I said, “Now, slick your hands and use them with your mouth.”