Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
He removed the straps, keeping her bra out of the way. He pressed her tits together again, lathering each nipple before sucking them in turn. She cried out. The sounds echoed off the wall, going straight to his cock.
He wanted inside her, to feel her pussy as it slid all over his dick.
Letting go of her tits, he worked on her trousers. He had no choice but to get her off the table, standing and spread open as he worked them down her thighs. He tore at the panties and relished the sound as it filled the air.
Sliding a hand between her thighs, he made sure she put her hands on the desk to steady her.
She cried out and shook as he started to work his fingers between her dripping slit. She was so wet and he wanted her to come. Pushing a finger in knuckle deep, he pumped, adding a second, then a third, stretching her. She was tight and he’d need to prepare her to get her ready to take all of him.
“Please,” she said.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make you come.” He twisted his hand, stroking her as he touched her clit. Moving back and forth, he felt her cunt tighten around him. “You’re so close. Fuck, baby, do you want my cock in this pretty pussy?”
“Yes.”
“Then I want you to come hard on my fingers. I don’t want to have to order you again.”
She whimpered but he felt how close she was.
He changed positions, pushing his thumb into her pussy. Using two fingers to massage her clit, he rode her body, feeling the wave peak and tighten and as she came, the sounds she made were sweet music to his ears. He fucking loved them and didn’t want her to stop.
She shook with the aftershocks, but it was enough time to get his pants around his knees and his dick ready to take her.
He helped her back onto the desk and kissed her hard. She spread her legs open for him and as he broke the kiss, he stared down at her cunt. She was swollen, wet, and one day, he was going to lick her clean.
But he stopped himself.
He pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance and slid the entire head between her slit, getting himself nice and wet with her release. Staring into her eyes, he pressed against her opening, and inch by inch, sank inside her to heaven.
She was tight.
Pulsing.
And so fucking perfect.
He felt every single twitch and it was perfect.
With only a few inches left to go, he grabbed her hips and surged within her, fucking her harder than before. She screamed his name at the same time he called hers. He didn’t want to stop.
Pulling out of her, he started to rock back and forth, going in deep, fucking her harder. He took possession of her lips as he rode her body. The desk didn’t move and as she wrapped her legs around his waist, he felt her tighten with each little mini-orgasm. He touched just the right spots, and they were amazing. He fucked her harder, took her deeper.
He didn’t last long. On one final thrust, his orgasm took him by surprise. He slammed in deep, wanting her to forget every other man who existed and that only he remained. He was going to give her everything. All she had to do was take the chance.
They were both panting as she touched his face.
“It’s been a long time for me,” he said.
“Me, too. I mean, I haven’t been with a man for a long time,” she said.
“I got it. I’m your first in a long time.”
She nodded. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“It did and you can’t change it.”
“You’re the enemy.”
“Why?” he asked.
“You were the one who set the challenge.”
“Okay, well, how about I set another challenge? After every single day of trading, we take our anger home and fuck it out of each other. You use me and I use you.”
“You can have any woman in this town, Hank. Why me?”
“Why not you? You sell yourself too short.”
“If you wanted an easy lay—”
“I don’t. Is it so impossible for you to think about me wanting you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because.”
“That’s not a reason.”
“I know I’m not the most beautiful.”
He slammed his lips down on hers. He wasn’t about to hear her complain about not being beautiful.
“You can’t keep kissing me every single time you don’t—”
He stopped her again. “I will keep on kissing you however long I need to for you to realize that I think you’re beautiful. There’s no competition in my eyes. Don’t sell yourself short, and don’t let me hear you say you’re not beautiful because you damn well are. I think you are, and that’s all that is supposed to matter. What I think.”
“And if I keep disagreeing with you, what then?”