Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Finally a hint of humor. “Well, I feel that way around you, gorgeous.”
“How do you feel about using that mouth of yours for good?”
Her lips curled up. “If you’re asking if this poor submissive would like to ensure her Dom that her mouth can do good things, too, then yes. I would love to prove that to you. Can you think of a way I could make that happen?”
His dick was dying. “Unzip my pants.”
She breathed again. This time the sigh seemed to be filled with relief. An eagerness lit her eyes as she got up on her knees and started working open his belt. In short order she was drawing his zipper down.
Brody bit back a groan as his cock bounced free.
This was something they’d never done before. He’d taken control of their first encounter and he’d been focused on her the night before. Now he wondered why he’d wasted all those months. They could have been playing for almost two years now if he hadn’t been such a broody bastard. He could have been there with her, finding out she was pregnant, holding her hair through the early days, rubbing her feet and putting his hand on her belly. And all the while they would have had this.
“I want you to touch me. I need you to touch me.” So much time wasted and he couldn’t stand the thought of wasting a second more. He needed to feel her mouth, to make the deep connection sex could bring them.
She reached out, her fingers brushing over his cock and making him bite back a moan. He wanted more, wanted her mouth sucking him deep, but he was going to give her this time. He was going to let her explore since he hadn’t done that the first time. He needed her to understand that if she was his, then he was hers. One hundred percent.
She seemed to want to explore. She ran her fingertips over his skin, pulling the foreskin back and revealing the head of his cock. He watched as she leaned forward and he could feel the heat of her breath. A drop of pre-come pulsed from the tip, and he nearly lost his cool when her tongue came out, delicately lapping it up.
“Will you let me make you come, Brody?” Steph whispered the words against his flesh, each one a butterfly on his skin. “You’ve made me come. I want to do the same for you.”
Well, if it was what she wanted, he could make the sacrifice. Besides, he would be hard again a few moments after he’d come because he seemed to have an endless appetite for her. He had been the one in control of everything during their two encounters. She needed to know the effect she had on him, too. “Do it. I want to come down your throat. I want you to love the way I taste as much as I love yours.”
The tip of his dick disappeared inside her mouth, a light touch that made him long for more.
He watched as she began to work his cock over. Her tongue rolled along his skin as she started to stroke him. She pulled back the foreskin and laved the stalk of his cock with affection.
Over and over she rolled her tongue around him. Every touch and caress made sparks shoot through his system. He reached down and threaded his fingers through her hair, wanting more of a connection. If he could, he would touch her everywhere, surround himself with her.
She settled in, taking his cock behind her lips and beginning to eat him up. He watched as she worked every inch of his dick inside. She sucked him hard, her hand stroking him as her mouth pulled.
He let her go at it, the hands in her hair merely there to keep up his connection. He wanted her to go wild and she did. Her tongue whirled and he felt the heat of her mouth give way to the soft place at the back of her throat. She swallowed around him and he couldn’t hold back a second more.
He came in her mouth, his vision going soft as the pleasure poured over him.
She lapped him up, not losing a drop, and when she sat back, she looked like a cat who’d gotten all the cream. Confidence was there in her face.
Yes, this was the way to get to her. And now it was time to pay his sweet sub back.
* * * *
Steph watched as Brody slipped out of his slacks. He’d kicked his loafers off and gotten rid of his socks. He folded the slacks and placed them on the table where he’d put her clothes. If they could be called that.
Though as she sat and watched him, she realized she wasn’t bothered by her nudity. It had been weird at first, but now she was comfortable. More than comfortable, actually. She felt good, aware of herself in a way she normally wasn’t. She could feel the cool air on her skin, the hardness of the wood floor on her knees. Her nipples tightened in arousal as she watched that man uncover his magnificent body.