Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Carefully, I start pulling out the pins in her hair until it’s tumbling down her back in a riot of curls before grasping her shoulders and turning her around. After taking a minute to soak in the view of the front, I lightly push her, so she falls back onto the bed.
“You look fucking gorgeous in our bed.”
I’m hanging by a fucking thread, so I hurry to shed my clothes until I’m standing before her in just a pair of black boxer-briefs. The size of my erection has made them tight and they mold to my body, not hiding anything.
Colette stares at my groin warily before glancing up at me. I wink at her. “Don’t worry, baby. It’ll fit.” I grasp the base of my cock and squeeze, trying to relieve some of the pressure so I can try to take my time with her. “Get in the center of the bed, baby,” I demand with a grunt. Then I climb on and straddle her on my knees. Her red lips tease me, so I trace them with my tongue before sealing our lips together and tangling our tongues, getting lost in an earth-shattering kiss.
Eventually, I’m forced to break the kiss to gulp in some oxygen. “You are so fucking gorgeous,” I whisper as my eyes drink her in. A sweet pink blush stains her cheeks and spreads to the tops of her tits that are practically overflowing her bra. I hadn’t been able to get much of a glimpse of them in the darkness of the limo. “I’m dying to see your nipples in the light and find out if they match the pretty pink of your flushed skin or are dark, like red cherries.”
Bending over, I unhook the front clasp of her bra and spread the cups, allowing her tits to spill free. “Cherries,” I whisper. Her nipples look like a topping on a scoop of vanilla ice cream. My mouth is suddenly filled with saliva and I’m starving. I cup the heavy globes and run the pad of my thumbs over the sensitive peaks.
I scoot back a little and then stretch out on top of Colette, bringing my mouth to the perfect level so I can suck one hard nipple into my mouth. She moans and arches her back, begging for more, which I gladly give her, loving on both mounds until she is writhing beneath me.
Her hips are restless, and they are constantly rubbing and pressing into my dick. I don’t think it’s possible for me to be any harder and I can feel that I’ve already made a mess inside my underwear from leaking cum. “Keep still, Colette,” I command sternly. I’m a little worried that once I get inside her, I’ll blow right away, before I can take care of her. But, I’m at the end of my rope and if I don’t get inside her right now, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.
Tearing myself away from her chest, I straighten back up onto my knees and quickly, though a little awkwardly, discard my boxers. Colette’s eyes grow wide as saucers, but they also burn with hunger.
I grasp the delicate strings of her thong and they snap easily with a quick tug. A neat thatch of dark curls glisten over Colette’s pussy, trimmed enough that I can see how pink and swollen her folds are. I lick my lips and decide that I have to have her taste on my tongue when I’m driving myself deep inside her.
“Is this mine?” I ask her. She nods, but it isn’t enough for me. “Tell me who this pussy belongs to, baby.”
“You,” she mumbles, and I pet her a few times in appreciation. There is something else I need to know, even though I’m pretty sure of the answer.
“Only mine, baby? Did you save your cherry for me?”
Again, she nods and this time, I give her pussy a light smack. “Tell me, Colette,” I demand.
“Yes, I’m—um—a virgin,” she breathes as her hands drift down her body, headed towards the juncture between her thighs. Despite my joy at her answer, I growl and grab her wrists. “Don’t touch,” I snap. I lift them and plant them on either side of her head. “Your pleasure belongs to me.”
I run my index finger up her seam and smile wickedly when her hips buck. “Your pussy is begging for my cock,” I tell her in a deep tone. Then I lift my finger and it’s drenched in her arousal. I suck it clean and groan as her flavor bursts on my tongue. “You’re going to get my mouth first.”
Moving so that I’m in between her legs, I push her thighs wide and settle on my stomach. Using my thumbs, I part her pussy lips and swallow hard at the sight of her juices dripping onto her thighs. I’m so fucking hungry. With a long, slow lick, I take my first full taste of her honey. “Fuck,” I grumble. “You taste like a sweet cherry. I wonder if you’ll still taste like this after I’ve popped your virgin cherry.”