Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
“What the fuck is that?” Gabe asked.
Looking up I met Gabe’s eyes.
“What’s what?”
“That.” He said gesturing to my binder.
“This little gem is my coupon binder.”
“Why would you need a coupon binder? Don’t you have a good job?”
“Well yea, now I do, but I didn’t used to. I had to save any way I could. I don’t like to touch my inheritance, makes me feel like I was exchanged money for their lives. Anyway, I became engrossed in saving money where I could. Which then turned into an obsession. I don’t by anything that’s not on sale. I price match, and I never pay full price for anything. Nobody will go to the store with me anymore. They get embarrassed when I pull out my coupons and ads.”
“Thanks for the heads up.” Gabe said, “Give me some of those.”
I reached for the bag, but found them empty. Oops. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. I’m eating like a cow, but still managing to lose weight. Aces.
“Um, no can do. I ate them.” I said holding up the empty bag.
“Wanna play?”
“Nah. I have about three hundred more coupons to cut out. Thanks for the offer.”
“Sniper is behind you, James.” Gabe said.
I looked up and saw he was wearing his earphones, and then rolled my eyes. Whomever they were playing against didn’t stand a chance when the guys teamed up. Then again, they were probably playing against twelve year olds.
I was starting to get hot, which wasn’t that surprising since the flat screen put off so much heat, and I was working my arms out by cutting out all of my coupons. You wouldn’t think that it would be that hard, but once you hit the hundred mark your arms started to burn. I pulled the shirt over my head, and tossed it behind me on the couch.
A while later I had all the coupons cut and stacked in neat little piles when Gabe’s voice interrupted me.
“Would you get mad if I scattered all of those coupons when I fucked you on the coffee table?” Gabe asked.
Glancing up at Gabe, I noticed that the game was still being played, but Gabe had lost focus. He was staring at me with an intense expression.
“Why do you need to do it on the coffee table? There is a perfectly good floor, a recliner, a couch, and a wall just right there.” I said seductively.
He ditched the headphones and controller, and wrestled me to the ground softly underneath of him in between the coffee table and the couch.
“These pants sure make your ass look great, and this shirt doesn’t cover your nipples very well. I can see every bump and the outline of your nipple through the white. You don’t wear this out in public do you?” He asked while leaning down and sucking my nipple through the camisole.
I didn’t answer. His erection was grinding against me just right, and I’d lost all cognitive ability except for the direct line that led from my hoo-ha to my brain. I moaned long and loud when Gabe shifted onto his back, taking me with him, and then thrust up while pulling me down into him. I threw my head back and savored the feelings that this man always made me feel.
Distantly, I became aware of yelling in the background, and the sounds of gunshots from Gabe’s game, but paid it no mind as his body did delicious things to my own.
Gabe’s hands pulled the camisole down until my breasts popped free, and then sprang up to his forearms and devoured my nipples with his mouth. I was arching against him, rubbing myself hard against his body when he suddenly stopped.
I cried out, but was instantly appeased when my shorts were torn off me and Gabe’s hands were between his legs, working himself free from his tight jeans.
“I need to be inside you, now.” Gabe said before slamming into me.
“Yes.” I moaned out long and loud.
This position wasn’t getting Gabe the penetration he wished for, because one second I was on top of him, and the next I was back against the couch with Gabe on his knees beside it pounding inside of me. I watched as his slick flesh penetrated me in and out. Each stroke of his cock taking me higher and higher. Watching was making me closer and closer to another orgasm, and I reached up and pinched my nipples, adding to the already swirling sensations happening inside of me.
“Oh, God. Touch yourself. I’m not gonna last when you play with your nipples like that.”
Complying with his wishes, I left one hand on a nipple while the other snaked down to my clit. The first touch of my finger, added to the effect of his cock pounding inside of me, started the downward spiral of my orgasm. Flicking my clit faster, I worked myself quickly.
Gabe’s cock hit my cervix with each rough thrust, and I returned my gaze to where we were connected, and lost it.
Sensations built inside of me and burst hurdling me into another mind-blowing climax. Gabe’s followed shortly after mine, and still I watched our connection.
“Like what you see?” Gabe asked.
My eyes flicked to his stare, and then went immediately back to where we were still connected. Gabe’s erection was still hard, not losing any of its hardness after his climax. I let my hand travel down from my clit and feel around our connection. It was amazing that he fit inside of me. He was so huge, bigger than any man I’d ever seen. Not that I had much to compare it with, only the porn magazines Cheyenne and I used to sneak out of our brother’s room when we were younger and curious.
“What are you thinking about?” Gabe asked.
“I was wondering if your cock was bigger than most. I don’t really have anything to compare it to, and I was curious. I was just trying to remember when Cheyenne and I were fifteen and looking at James’ porn magazine. There weren’t that many penises, because it was a magazine for men, but still there were some in there.”