Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
As I moved lower, she started to breathe faster and faster until she was doing more grinding on my cock than massaging.
That was because I was getting closer and closer to her ass.
I swept my thumb in an arc around her asshole, massaging the lotion into her perineum and upper globes of her ass until all I was doing was circling her back entrance, but not actually touching it.
Soon she was doing more than grinding.
She was pushing back against my hands, urging me on.
I smiled as I got another squirt of lotion, lubed up my thumb, and finally let it rest right against her backdoor.
She hissed, grinding down until my cock felt like it was about to exit out of her throat.
“Godsdammit,” I breathed, thumb pushing a little harder to slip past that ring of muscle.
It popped inside, and sank in to the webbing, causing us both to groan.
Her because it felt good, and me because she’d clamped down on my cock like a vise.
“Keifer,” she urged. “More.”
Soon, my one thumb became two thumbs.
I licked my lips, wanting so bad to fill that forbidden entrance with my cock.
She’d feel perfect. I just knew it.
And she must’ve sensed my inner desires, because her next move was to lift off my cock too far, allowing my dick to fall free.
She caught it with her hands and lubed my cock up with a few pumps of her hand as she pushed my cock back into place.
Except she missed her pussy and pushed it back until it was resting against my thumbs.
I licked my suddenly dry lips.
I’d never done this before.
Of course, every male that was sexually active had the thoughts.
But I’d never been one to put it into action.
Or hadn’t…until now.
Removing my thumbs from her stretched asshole, I lined my lubed cock up with her back entrance, and about shot my load off into her before she’d even sank down.
The only thing stopping me was the stranglehold I had on my cock at the base.
And the visual stimulation of her tight asshole sinking down around my cock wasn’t helping any.
In fact, I was pretty sure it wasn’t helping at all.
Then she started to moan.
“God, Keifer. It feels like a fucking lightning bolt to my clit,” she breathed as she sank further and further down, only coming to a stop when her ass cheeks met my hand where I was still trying to stop myself from coming.
“Fuck me,” I gasped, eyes crossing at the way she clenched and unclenched on my dick.
It was an entirely different feeling, being inside of her ass.
So different, in fact, that I wasn’t sure which hole I liked better.
They both had their benefits, but the jury was still out.
“Ride me,” I croaked. “Gods, get yourself off. Rub your clit. Shove your fingers into your cunt. Just please, Gods, whatever you do, do it now because I can’t hold off.”
She started to slam down onto me, and when I felt her fingers shove inside of her sopping pussy, running up and down the length of my cock, I took over.
Mostly because I had to or I’d die.
My hand left my sides and moved up to her hips, pulling her down while she pushed.
She screamed at the added length I gave her, and then sweet Lords above she started to come.
Because I was already coming, too.
Long, hot pulses of come shot from my over engorged cock into her tight back passage.
She screamed.
I screamed.
We all screamed for ice cream.
Or something like that.
Because she’d literally fried my brain cells.
“Fuck!” I roared.
She said something too, but I was still in the process of coming back from my out-of-body experience to realize that she’d said ‘you’re breaking my hips.’
“Shit,” I flinched, letting go.
She’d have bruises in the morning, but I couldn’t find it in me to care.
Right now.
Because my brain was mushy and I felt like I could probably sleep for a month or more.
I felt her pull herself off me, but I didn’t move.
Even when I felt my come leak from her onto my ball sack.
I still didn’t move when she got a towel and cleaned me up.
Wasn’t I supposed to be doing that?
I was pretty sure I was, but couldn’t find the strength to help.
She covered me up with the comforter that I’d been using on her for a week now, and kissed me softly on the cheek, saying the same thing I’d said to her night after night.
“I love you, my dragon. Sleep tight.”
“Where are you going?” I muttered tiredly, not able to open my eyes.
I felt her smile against my lips before she gave me one final kiss.
“I’m going to see if I can help in the infirmary.”
I knew there was a good reason she shouldn’t, something I needed to tell her first, but I was too tired.
I’d think about it more tomorrow.