Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
It took all of half a second to find myself standing beside the hot tub. Another two to find us on the side of the building that was directly next to the pool. And just three more to find me bent over and my panties around my ankles.
I didn’t even have time to kick them off before he was lining up to the entrance of my sex.
“Don’t make any noise,” he ordered as I felt the kiss of his cock at my entrance. “And if you start hurting, let me know.”
“Okay,” I breathed.
He was almost delicate in the way he filled me, slowly rooting his way into my sheath until he was in to the hilt, his balls pressing against my clit as the tip of his cock kissed my cervix.
“Shit,” he hissed.
I grinned. “You told me to be quiet.”
He grunted out an ‘I know’ and started to move, swirling his hips in delicious circles, not thrusting in order not to jar me.
That was what did it for me, I think. His worry that he would hurt me.
In the end, I came faster than I’d ever thought possible.
All he’d done was press and swirl, giving me the tamest fucking of my life.
But the orgasm that resulted from that tame fucking was the biggest one I’d ever experienced in my life.
He pulled out and I instantly felt bereft. As if my world had just lost something that made it completely whole.
I spun around just as I heard something.
“Damn, I need the fuckin’ hot tub in the worst way after today,” I heard one of his club brothers say. “Fuckin’ bombs, kidnappings, and burglaries aren’t for the faint of heart.”
I would ask him what was meant by those comments later.
Later when the intensity in his eyes wasn’t sending chills down my spine.
And not bad chills, either. Good chills. Chills that were the best thing I’d ever felt in my life.
Who knew having a man’s intense gaze pinned on you while you sucked him off was so good?
“Now, suck me.” He growled. “Gotta be in you some way. And until we can get you on birth control, this is going to be it.”
Gotta be in you some way.
Holy hotness, Batman!
That was the single hottest thing I’d ever heard anybody say!
“How do you know that I’m not on birth control?” I asked curiously as I dropped down to my knees, not even contemplating saying no. I was just giving him exactly what he wanted when he wanted it.
I hadn’t told him that I wasn’t. And hell, I really should’ve been a little bit smarter about how I played that just now.
I didn’t need any baby Larics running around.
“They asked you what medications you were on when you were drugged up beyond belief. You told them everything—which was nothing—and the doctor asked you ‘not even birth control?’” he groaned as I leaned forward and ran the head of his cock against my lips. “And you said ‘I don’t have sex. Why would I need birth control?’”
I opened my mouth and swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock, tasting myself on him.
“It’s true.” I pulled back, licking my own taste off my lips. “I don’t need it… didn’t need it. I haven’t slept with anyone in a very long time. A year and a half at least.”
He murmured something that sounded a lot like ‘thank God’ but I wasn’t sure if it was due to what I’d said, or what I was doing—which was taking his cock into my mouth.
He took over after that by saying, “You just sit there and look pretty. I’m gonna fuck your face.”
I would’ve laughed had he not already pressed his cock in deeper, filling my mouth to the brim in one long stroke.
I was never very good at giving blow jobs. I just wasn’t built for it I guess. I mean, my jaw always got tired, the back of my head got tense from the strain of holding my mouth open, and I had a horrible gag reflex—I choked on my own toothbrush every morning.
So when he pushed into my mouth and he hit the dangly thing in the back of my throat, I started to gag.
He pulled back, never going that far again, going just far enough that I thought I might gag, but never did.
I closed my mouth over him, helping him along, and he cursed.
“Jesus Christ this feels really nice!” I heard someone yell.
Still wasn’t sure who, but at this point, I really didn’t care, because now I was starting to feel hot all over again.
Just the thought of doing this to Laric was getting me all hot and bothered. The fact that his friends were right around the corner of whatever house I was behind was just as good if not better.
I started to reach up and cup his balls, but before I could, I heard him say, “Throat or face?”