Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
I’m nowhere near done.
I slide my arms under her thighs and lift her up until her pussy is right at my mouth. All she has to do is hook her legs over the couch, and I can devour her easily. My voice is rough as I grunt out, “Lock your legs over the back of the couch.”
She’s still in her little orgasm cloud, her eyes glazed over as I grip her ass. “What?”
“You heard me. Lock your legs over the back of the couch and hold on.”
Before she can ask again or even fight me on it, I bury my face between her legs.
She moans loudly as she does as I ask, and I bury my face between her sweet thighs. “Holy fuck.”
I hide my grin as she wraps her hands around my head, and I hold her up by her thick ass. I lick up every bit of her previous release before I find her swollen nub. It throbs against my mouth as I lap the flat of my tongue over it, swirl around it, and then flick the tip of my tongue against it. My fingers bite into her ass as I repeat the steps I follow for eating her sweet pussy. I haven’t eaten pussy since hers, but I know what gets her off. I know I’m driving her crazy, almost to the edge, but I’m not ready to let her fall.
She takes my torture like a pro, screaming my name, thrashing above me, and mewling in such a way that would shame a porn star. I look up to watch her, her mouth parted in the sexiest O, her eyes closed tightly as she holds on for dear life. She then starts to hump my face, and I can’t hold off any longer. I suck her clit into my mouth and don’t let up. Her legs tremble on the sides of my head, her nails clench into the back of my scalp, and then she’s screaming my name as she comes hard. I ease off her clit and fuck her entrance with my tongue, loving the taste of her as she comes all over my face. I wish her orgasms were the only thing to nourish me for the rest of my life. I kiss her pussy, then the inside of one thigh before I kiss the other one, where my name is written.
She’s gasping above me, but I make a mental note to ask why this was inked here without my knowledge. I don’t like the thought of some dude so close to her pussy, but then I remind myself she has been with other guys.
Wow, Quinn, way to ruin the mood.
Who am I kidding? There is no ruining the mood when Emery is still moaning and panting above me. I slowly lower her to my lap and grip her jaw between my fingers before devouring her hot mouth. She moans once more as I swirl my tongue with hers and slowly lay her back on the couch before I fall between her legs. I hoist myself up and rip my shirt open. Buttons fly like in one of the smutty romance novels I know Emery reads, and I smirk to myself as I throw my shirt off to the side. I sit back on my knees, looking down at her naked, spent body while she gazes up at me with nothing but admiration in her gray eyes.
“Fuck, you’re insanely beautiful, Em.”
She smiles gently. “I was thinking the same about you.” She traces her fingers over my chest, where my last name sits, as I unbuckle my belt and pull it off. She licks her lips when I undo my pants, and I groan loudly at the sight as I stand up.
If I don’t slow this down, I’m gonna embarrass myself.
Since I can see it from where I stand, I ask, “Tell me when and why you got that tattoo.”
Her lips tip up as I push my pants down. Her eyes widen when my cock springs up, bobbing and leaking at the tip. She licks her lips, her eyes hooded and downright sinful. The way she reacts has my cock twitching to be between those lips, but not now. No. I need to be inside her. “Are you sure you want to know right this second?”
I smack her thighs open and move between them, my hips pressing into the fleshy part of her as I run my cock through her wet pussy. She arches against me, all hot and sexy, leaving me breathless as I grit out, “Right now.”
Emery’s eyes meet mine, her lips parting as I continue to slide my cock along her wetness. She blows out a breath. “When I first moved out to California, I met a guy, and I thought I was going to sleep with him. But before he even got inside me, he slapped my pussy and told me it was his. I didn’t like that at all. It felt so damn wrong, I cried.” I try my hardest not to get pissed, but it doesn’t work. I furrow my brows as I look down at her, now tapping my cock to her clit. She twitches beneath me, her lips parting on a moan. “I decided that I didn’t want anyone else thinking they owned it, so I put its owner’s name beside it.”