Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
ÒWait,Ó I gasp. ÒWait, I’mÉ I’m sweaty.Ó
ÒGood,Ó West growls. He pushes forward, heedless of my hand on his head, and he opens his mouth. His tongue drags over my wet panties, teasing over my lips right through the material, and I cry out in pure pleasure.
ÒOh my God!Ó
West groans and keeps licking me, tonguing my pussy right through my panties. He soaks them even more, and his tongue dances over my clit, making me moan so eagerly.
ÒFuck, you taste like sugar, baby girl,Ó he growls. He pulls back, and I whimper when his fingers slip under my panties. He tugs them down, pushing my legs up high to peel them down my thighs. They catch on one foot, and I almost scream when his tongue suddenly pushes between my thighs again.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
Pleasure like I’ve never felt melts through me. West is on his knees, his powerful grip pushing my legs up high and wide, and his wicked tongue buried in my eager pussy. I lose myself, writhing and whimpering under him as his tongue drags up and down my lips. He sucks my clit gently between his lips and rolls his tongue around it. I scream for mercy and more, gripping his hair and feeling my whole body shiver and shatter.
He pulls back, groaning with hunger burning in his eyes.
ÒFuck, baby,Ó he hisses, his eyes centered on my slick pussy. I blush and go to close my legs, but he keeps them firmly where they are. He looks up at me, his eyes burning hot.
ÒYou’ve got the prettiest little fucking pussy in the world, baby girl,Ó he groans appreciatively before he pushes back in.
His tongue dances up and down my slit, circling my clit before pushing back down. He plunges it deep into my entrance, and I squeal in pleasure. He moves to my clit and then down again, dragging his tongue all the way to my ass. My mouth falls open in shock, but the pleasure that ignites across my skin like gasoline has me speechless.
I fall back on the truck seat, writhing under his mouth as his tongue dances from my asshole up to my clit and back down. He goes slow, but it’s maddening and igniting. His tongue pushes me higher and higher, and his firm, possessive grip on me only makes me even hotter. He growls into me, tonguing my pussy as I start to tense and claw at the seat.
ÒWest!Ó I gasp. ÒWestÉ ohmygod!Ó
ÒCome,Ó he snarls right against my clit. ÒFucking come for me, baby girl.Ó
His lips wrap around my aching clit, and his tongue swirls over it again and again. His hands grip my thighs, and his growls rumble through me until I can’t take it another second.
I jolt like I’ve been struck by lightning, my ass bucking off the seat against his wicked mouth. The orgasm explodes through me, and I’m gasping and moaning and writhing as I come for his tongue.
West just growls and holds me tight, licking me gently right through the entirety of my very first orgasm with a man’s tongue between my thighs.
He gives me one last long, deep lick, before he pulls away. He stands, and his fingers thread into my long hair. He pulls me close, and I don’t even hesitate before I crush my lips to his hungrily.
I kiss him deeply, heedless of my stickiness on his lips, or maybe even harder because of it. I moan as he holds me so close, pinning me to his body as he claims the kiss from my lips.
Slowly, West pulls back, fire blazing in his eyes and a very, very hard throb in his shorts.
ÒWe should get going and get off the road,Ó he growls quietly. ÒJust in case.Ó
ÒWhereÉÓ I blush, realizing I have no idea where this man I don’t even know is bringing me. But then, this ÒstrangerÓ also just made me come like crazy on his tongue.
ÒMy place,Ó he says gently, kissing me. ÒYou’re coming with me, Taylor.Ó
But then, I already know I am, and I already know I’m going to do it so, so willingly.
Chapter Eight
West
We pull off the main road and rumble down my little sand-swept drive behind the dunes. When my shack comes into view, I hear Taylor gasp next to me.
“Oh,” she whispers.
I turn, half expecting a look of dismay. I mean, it’s not an MTV beach house or anything fancy. It’s a fucking surf shack and not much else. But when I turn, I’m startled to see her grinning from ear to ear.
“This is where you live?” she asks, her face glowing.
I grin. Shit, I want her. Badly. I can still taste her sweet little cunt on my lips, like candy and honey. I want her all over again, ten more times, right here and now. And her actually looking like she’s amazed by my little surf shack is actually making me want her even more.