Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
I pulled away only long enough to ask, “If we keep going…”
“We’re going to keep going,” she promised.
“This is going to get complicated,” I finished.
She snorted. “This was complicated when I took a bite of your pancakes.”
That was true.
I’d known even then that I wanted her.
But girls needed time to get over their exes, didn’t they?
But the way she was kissing me…
“You’re lost.” She pulled back, lips swollen. “Where are you?”
I hesitated, not sure what to say, and then went with my gut. “I don’t want to be your rebound.”
Her eyes went wide, then she said, “Hot Cop, you could never be a rebound. You’re the kind of guy that women never recover from.”
That made something inside of me warm.
But unbeknownst to her, I didn’t plan on giving her a reason to need a rebound or recover from anything. I was thinking, right before I slid my hand down her slightly rounded belly, that I was about to fuck the woman I was going to spend the rest of my life with.
She widened her legs, her eyes wide and excited, and I took that as the invitation I needed to slide my fingers underneath the waistband of her panties and slip my fingers through her folds.
She was slick and wet, and my God, I wanted to taste her.
I pulled my hand out and she cried out in dismay, but before she could put words to her dismay, I was up on my knees between her legs, and ripping her panties off her body.
She gasped at the move but did nothing as she waited to see what I’d do next.
I dropped down to my belly, legs hanging off the end of the bed, and tasted her.
Her arousal exploded on my tastebuds, and I moaned against her clit.
Her body jerked against my mouth, and I grinned against her pussy lips.
“Stay still, Calamity,” I ordered. “I’m pretty hungry.”
Her hands went to my hair, her breasts heaving, as she mewed.
I licked her clit, slowly circling it with small, light strokes until she was teetering, then thrust two fingers inside of her at once.
She cried out, her hips bucking up into my mouth, and I sucked her clit between my lips.
Her knees squeezed my head as I curled my fingers inside her, and oxygen became a thing of the past for a few seconds as I worked her higher and higher.
Breathing in a quick breath, I went back to work, licking and sucking, while fucking her with my fingers, until she was crying out in sweet agony.
My shoulders tensed when she finally let me go, and then starfished on the bed as she tried to catch her breath.
I got up to my knees, dick throbbing, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Once there, I took in her body. The way her breasts heaved and jiggled. The way her slightly rounded belly moved rhythmically as she tried to catch her breath. The way her sweet pussy glistened, ready and waiting for more.
Her eyes were glassy and sated when I shoved my boxer briefs down, and eventually off.
My cock bobbed, and at the very tip, a bead of pre-cum was dotted at the opening.
Her eyes went electric, and I reached over the bed for my pants, my cock dragging along the bedspread as I did.
Finding my wallet, I fished out a condom and rolled it on, keeping my eyes on hers the entire time. She licked her lips and widened her legs.
Crawling back between her legs, I fisted my cock and placed myself at her entrance for all of a half a breath before I started to push inside.
My abs tensed, my breathing hitched, and I saw heaven.
She felt like everything I never knew I wanted.
Hot. Wet. Strong.
She gripped my cock like I was her lifeline.
“Oh my God!” she breathed out. “Jesus, Quaid, wait!”
I waited.
I waited so long I felt like I was going to die as she adjusted to my size.
“You’re so big,” she breathed. “My God.”
I didn’t think I was that big, but the way her eyes were watering, maybe I was just large for her.
“I love that you just gave me that huge compliment,” I said, voice slightly strangled, “but I’m not all that big.”
She reached down to the bit of exposed cock that hadn’t quite made its way inside her, and then circled the girth with her hand.
She came back up and showed me her fingers. “I have unusually long fingers, Quaid Carter, and these don’t even fit all the way around you.”
I smirked. “Long fingers don’t commensurate to much when you’re the size of a doll.”
She did this weird spin move, and then all of a sudden, tiny little thing that she was, she had me on my back and was on top of me.
I laughed when she tried to rise up onto her knees to get my cock at her entrance and couldn’t.