Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 91216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Chloe cries out, her body vibrating with pleasure. She grabs onto my cloak, pulling me closer as I continue my relentless assault on her senses.
Jesus, she tastes good. Really good.
“Oh god,” Chloe moans, her voice breathy and desperate. “Don’t stop.”
I have no intention of stopping. I’m too far gone, lost in the taste and feel of her. I curl my fingers inside her, hitting that sweet spot that makes her cry out even louder. I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it relentlessly.
Chloe’s back arches off the bed as she cries out, “Jack!” even though she doesn’t realize it’s me.
Wait . . . did she just call out my name? I freeze, and she sits up, eyes wide.
Her gaze darts to the window, back to me, and she clears her throat. “Make them jack off to what you’re doing to me,” she clarifies.
She appears nervous, or maybe I’m the one nervous. There’s no way she could know that this is me. She’d say something surely.
Not wanting to kill the moment, I give her a smirk, nod, and lick my lips, ready to return to my task with renewed vigor.
I glance up at the glass, meeting the gaze of some of the onlookers. Some of them are touching themselves, their eyes glazed over with lust. It’s a heady feeling, knowing that Chloe and I are responsible for their pleasure.
I turn my attention back to Chloe, who’s breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. Her eyes are closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I slide my fingers out of her and replace them with my tongue, lapping up her wetness as I insert three fingers inside her, spreading her wide.
Chloe’s hips buck against my face, her thighs shaking as she nears her peak. I curl my fingers inside her, searching for that spot that I know will send her over the edge. Her hands tangle in the fabric around me, pulling me closer, urging me on.
“Oh god, yes,” she moans, her voice hoarse with desire. “Right there, don’t stop!”
I increase the pressure of my tongue, flicking it rapidly over her sensitive bud as I pump my fingers in and out. The wet sounds of her pussy fill the air, mingling with Chloe’s cries of pleasure and the muffled groans from our audience.
God I want to fuck her. But not here. Not now. So instead, I focus all my energy on bringing her to climax. I want to hear her scream, to feel her body convulse around my fingers. I want to taste her release on my tongue.
Jesus Christ her taste . . . It’s like honey, sweet and intoxicating. I can’t get enough. I lap at her greedily, my tongue delving deeper, exploring every fold and crevice. Her thighs clamp around my head, holding me in place as her hips grind against my masked face. I can feel her getting close, her inner walls starting to flutter around my fingers.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she chants, her hips bucking wildly against my face.
I redouble my efforts, sucking her clit into my mouth.
She gasps, her body quivering as she climbs higher and higher toward her climax. I can feel her walls tightening around my fingers, and I know she’s close. I suck on her clit harder, flicking my tongue over it rapidly as she cries out, her body convulsing with pleasure.
I don’t stop until she’s fully ridden out her orgasm, her body limp and spent. I pull back, licking my lips as I savor the taste of her. She opens her eyes, looking up at me with a satisfied smile on her face.
“That was amazing,” she says, her voice husky and full of desire. “But it’s your turn now.”
I stand up, and she gets on her knees in front of me as I lower my briefs, my erection springing free.
I step closer, pressing myself against her as I whisper in her ear.
“I’m going to make you swallow every last inch of me,” I say, my voice low and full of promise. “And they’re all going to watch you do it like the good girl you are.”
Chloe nods, her eyes hungry, as I wrap my hand around the back of her head, guiding her toward my cock. She licks her lips, her gaze locked onto mine as she takes me in inch by inch. I groan as she circles the tip before taking me deeper into her mouth.
The onlookers beyond the glass seem entranced, their eyes following every movement as Chloe works her magic. I can see some of them stroking themselves in time with her rhythm, their pleasure building alongside mine.
I grip the back of Chloe’s head, guiding her movements as she takes me deeper still. She moans around my length, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I can feel myself getting closer, my muscles tensing as I approach the edge.