Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“Okay.” Her fingers thread through my hair. “Then please, make my vagina’s fantasies come true.”
“Only if they’re the rest of your fantasies too.”
“They’re all my fantasies. All of me. You.” She huffs out a frustrated sigh. “I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. I just know hurting you would be the last thing on my list. I also know I want this between us. I want this…this feeling of being close to you. Closer than anyone else has ever been. Closer than I ever thought possible. I want to know every part of your body and your soul.”
“Okay.” That’s the most romantic and amazing thing anyone has ever said to me. “Okay.”
Her eyes are already dark, but when I trace a line of kisses from her ankle up to her knee, they get even darker. I take her hips and lift her completely away from the burst plastic mess and shift her gently to the bare floor. It’s perfectly soft, sanded, and stained wood. It’s not possible for it to be splintery, but I’ll still take all the care in the world.
I lift her hips and take care with the kisses I plant on her inner thighs. She puts both her hands back in my hair, and I love that twisted-up around her fingers feel that makes my scalp burn. I probably look like she does—out of control, raw, sexed up. Her vagina wanted me? If we’re talking about body parts, then all of me wanted all of her since I saw her again as well. My cock is practically a stone column in my jeans right now. It wants to be buried inside her to the hilt. It wants to fuck her into nonsensical pleasure. And it wants to do anything and everything that will turn her on.
“Tighter,” she whisper-screams as my hands go to her hips again. “Hold me tighter.” I curl them a little bit more. “Like hard enough to leave marks.”
“Jesus,” I growl.
She flushes. “I saved your ass, literally. So if I ask you to bruise mine a little, then don’t be worried that I don’t know my own mind. I have this fantasy playing over and over in my head right now where you lift me clean off the floor, thrust your face into my pussy, and eat me until I’m a hot mess. I want you to fill me with your tongue, fill me with your fingers, and then fill me with your cock. I’m not some delicate flower. I want to feel you.”
Well, if I wasn’t done in already, that about finishes me off.
I give her what she wants. I curl my fingers into her lovely, curvy ass and do my best to make good on what she just asked for, even if blood flow to my cock and brain have been simultaneously cut off by each other. Err, my jeans might have something to do with that.
She’s soaked, and she smells divine as I give her my tongue first. Her clit, my tongue. She’s dripping wet, and I have to taste every bit of her. I don’t think I’m the world’s best kisser, but I’m going to world’s-best-kisser her vagina right now. She thrashes against the floor and against me. Her hips buck into my face, and her clit pulses under my tongue.
“Yes. More. Please. Your tongue is amazing,” she moans.
I play with her clit a little bit more until she’s panting.
“I want to squeeze your ass,” she suddenly confesses out of nowhere. “I’ve thought about licking it too.”
“What the fuck?” I gasp.
“Not like literally licking it. Just the cheek,” she clarifies.
“Oh my god.”
“Whatever. Like you haven’t thought about licking mine?”
“I’m a gentleman,” I reply with a slight smirk.
“Well, don’t be. Not right now. Give me your fingers.”
“We’re talking—”
“Oh, no. Not that. I’m not ready for that.”
“Okay. Just needed to confirm.”
I tease her clit while I double up my fingers and push them inside her. She makes a startled noise and then moans in pleasure.
“Yes. Please. It feels so good.”
Good isn’t good enough. I need other words. I want her to come. I want her shaking and coming on my fingers.
I pull them away, not so she can beg me, but so she can see me lick them clean. She tastes like heaven, pleasure, and all the good things in the world wrapped up into one. My whole body is screaming at me to feel her throbbing around my cock, but I use my fingers instead, pushing them inside her again and thrusting into her tight passage. I use my tongue on her clit until her head is lolling on the floor and her hips are pumping up and down.
My cock is really screaming at me now. He wants to be buried deep inside her. He wants her to ride him, put him in her mouth, and destroy another plastic chair I don’t have because, right now, she’s so wild. He wants her over and over again, but only because she wants it too. He wants her to tell me that she wants to feel me inside her for days after we’re done here.