Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 73824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
She was wet, but the moment my mouth found her clit, her pussy started to leak her excitement.
I lapped at her entrance, swallowing her wetness as my nose ground down into her clit.
She latched onto my hair, using the only thing she could, her hands, to press me into her further.
I chuckled as she started to moan, and forced myself away from her.
She cried out in disappointment as I moved away from her, but I didn’t waste any time and grabbed her once again by the hips and turning her over until she was on her hands and knees in front of me. Her perfect pussy on display for my viewing pleasure.
I shuffled forward on my knees until my cock grazed her sex, causing her to look over her shoulder and moan.
“Please,” she breathed, wiggling her hips in invitation.
I pressed forward, the head of my cock finding her entrance without help, and slowly started to ease inside of her.
She was right.
I was a big man, in all ways.
Usually, I had to do a lot more prep work to get my length inside of a woman, but with Lennox being so excited, I slid right in.
Her pussy swallowed my dick whole, sucking it in until I was buried all the way to the hilt.
The mouth of her entrance was stretched wide around the base of my cock, so full that I knew it had to be somewhat painful.
But she didn’t complain, only pressed herself backwards to urge me on.
I’d not been inside someone, bare, since I’d gotten Corrinne pregnant, and I knew, without a doubt, that Lennox’s hot pussy was a million times better than Corrinne’s.
She was tighter, slicker and hotter.
Words couldn’t even do it justice.
“Fuck,” I growled, pumping my hips into her. “You’re so wet…and tight. The grip your pussy has on my cock is amazing.”
She laughed, causing the muscles in her core to contract, which, in turn, caused her to clamp down on my cock.
I groaned and moved my hands up from her hips to the tops of her shoulder before I started pulling her back onto my length. Harder and harder, until I was sure I was hurting her.
She didn’t complain. Not one single time.
In fact, she was giving just as good as I was, using the muscles in her arms to push back even harder.
I was thankful when her pussy started to convulse and become slicker, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could make it before I burst.
She screamed as her orgasm tore through her, and my eyes crossed as she clamped down hard on my cock.
The orgasm that I was barely keeping at bay slammed through me so hard that I let out a bellow as my cum tore free from my body and shot into hers.
Hot, long pulses splashed against the insides of her channel, making it slicker as I worked out the last dregs of my release.
She continued to pulse around me for long moments until, finally, her elbows collapsed under both of our weight.
I caught myself before I slammed down onto her, moving off to the side as my cock slipped free from her.
My cock was wet from our combined juices, and the cool air of Lennox’s foyer made shivers trace down my back as I laid on the cool floor next to her, trying to catch my breath.
“I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” she admitted breathlessly.
I snorted. “Same goes, sweetheart.”
She laughed and turned to her side, my semi-hard cock leaving a trail of wetness on her leg as she turned and tunneled into my arms.
“I think I lied,” she said after a while.
The pounding of my heart against her cheek was soothing as I started to run my hand through her hair.
“What about?” I asked tiredly.
Although I was uncomfortable as hell laying against a hard floor, I was happy as hell to stay exactly where I was at.
“You can call me anytime you want more than that. I’ll be there, ready and willing,” she laughed softly.
Pressing my lips against her head I said, “Gotcha. You and I can be friends with benefits. Use each other and then go home afterwards. The same goes for you. If you need me, I’m here. Sound good?”
She nodded and leaned her head back until she could see my eyes.
I looked down at her, studying the freckles on her nose before I settled my gaze onto hers.
“Sounds like a match made in heaven,” she agreed wholeheartedly. “Let’s start right now.”
And it was the beginning of a very lucrative relationship. One that involved lots and lots of sex.
And even though we had to get up early in the morning, both of us having to go to the Truman Smith Walk for a Cure, we stayed up until the wee hours of the morning fucking.
And neither one of us had any complaints as we rolled out of bed, eight hours later, with nary a care, and not a wink of sleep.
Chapter 7
I need a prince in the streets, and a beast in the sheets.
-T-shirt
Lennox
“Wow,” Melissa said, examining my eyes. “You look tired.”
I smiled happily. “Sure am.”
“Who’d you fuck…oh, man. You didn’t!” Melissa yelled as she pointed her stack of cups at me in accusation.
I furrowed my brows. “What?”
“You fucked that SWAT guy, didn’t you? That’s why he’s coming today!” She accused.
My mouth dropped open.
“What makes you think I slept with him?” I asked.
She scrunched up her nose at me. “Because you don’t do one night stands. You do fuck buddies…or whatever you call it. And you’ve not met anyone else.”
I shrugged. “True. So what if it was him? What’s it to you?”
She smiled widely and started stacking cups again for me to fill with red Kool-Aid.
We were having the Truman Smith annual walk-a-thon, and I recruited as many people as I possibly could to come help and donate their time.
Truman Smith was a place for physically and mentally ill kids that were too sick to live at home with their parents. It was like a nursing home for children under eighteen, and it was the hardest thing in the world on your heart to see children there, and none of their parents ever visiting.