Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 149209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Alejandro had compelled her to.
She closed her mouth around his nipple and nibbled him with her teeth. He groaned long and loud. Holding in her satisfied smile, she pushed his pants over his hips, sliding them down his thighs.
His sex sprang free, so hard it nearly lay against his belly. So long, it reached toward his navel. So thick, she could barely get her hand all the way around it. So perfect, she knew that once he sank deep into her, she’d feel not only more pleasure she’d ever experienced, but ecstasy beyond her wildest fantasies.
Panting, Shanna fell to her knees. She could hardly wait.
When his slacks reached his ankles, Alejandro was very glad he hadn’t bothered with anything underneath.
He was even more glad to see Shanna on her knees, eyeing his cock.
Alejandro took himself in hand and guided the weeping head closer to the red haven of her lush mouth.
He barely anchored his palm around the crown of her head when she opened wide to take inch after inch inside the stunning, wet heat as she cradled him on her tongue. Dios mío!
She sucked hard, and he felt her all over his cock. His head nudged the back of her throat. Her tongue swiped the sensitive underside of his erection, swirled around the purple crest.
Heaven—Shanna had to be it. She was definitely sleek and built for long, sweaty, intense fucks—and to show off for the audience that would masturbate to the sight and sounds of her.
About that, he had no doubt.
To his left, the audience watched. Moaned. A few guys were adjusting themselves. Others had given up and were already stroking their own cocks. A few women had wandered into the room, and he hoped they understood there would likely be a long line to fuck them if they stayed.
Then Shanna drew back, her tongue laving the head of his cock, igniting a maelstrom of icy-hot tingles in his balls, down his spine. He stopped thinking completely. Too full of sensation now, he fucked her mouth slowly as she whimpered around him, her fingers locked on his thighs…slowly inching up to his ass.
She took him to the back of her throat again. Her nails dug into his skin, and the hint of pain pushed him closer to the edge of pleasure. Damn, he was going to come if she kept that up.
A part of him wanted to rush into the ache and explode on her tongue, down her throat, just for the joy of watching her take and swallow him.
But he wanted to fuck her more. Way more.
Gritting his teeth, Ali pulled out of her mouth. She protested with an unintelligible groan, but he bent and grabbed her waist, lifting her until she stood. Then he whirled her away from him, to face the tall, chrome bed poster. He forced her to bend toward it, then with his fingers over hers, he clasped her hands around the pole.
“Hold on. You will need to,” he growled in her ear.
Bending quickly, he found the condom in his pocket and rolled it on, counting the torturous heartbeats until he could be balls deep in the sweet heat of her pussy. Seven seconds. That’s all it took until he gripped her hips and thrust inside her.
Scalding hot. Fist tight. Madre de Dios, he wasn’t going to last. But by damn, she was going over the edge first.
Bracketing harsh fingers on her hips, he pushed his way inside. Shoved hard. It seemed to take forever. Her pussy was so swollen, and if he had to guess, she had not had sex in months, maybe longer.
That was going to change. No way would tonight be the last time he fucked her. No way would he wait weeks, or even days, to feel her again. Even waiting hours sounded doubtful in that moment.
Jacked up on an overload of sensation and a burning need to come brewing at the base of his spine, Ali took a deep breath and plunged into her slowly. Hell, it wasn’t helping his concentration to see people masturbating to the sight of Shanna’s naked body. Or one of the women in the room with her skirt around her waist and a man’s cock buried inside her as she straddled his lap.
Tearing his gaze away, he focused on the long line of Shanna’s graceful spine, her mussed golden tresses spilling across her narrow back. He couldn’t not touch her.
Lifting one hand off her hip, he reached around her body and toyed with her breasts, pinching one of her responsive nipples. She gasped, and Alejandro felt his primitive side take over. He sank his teeth into her neck. He squeezed her other nipple. Her body responded instinctively, tightening on his cock. She was close.
Thank god. So was he.
Gliding his palm down her belly, he buried his fingers into the sparse curls between her legs. There. Her clit stood up, hard and swollen, pleading for attention. He wasn’t about to say no.