Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 85342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
I laugh, burying my face into her neck. “I hope you are talking about the alarm and not my cock.” I kiss her as one of my hands holds her tit in it and the other runs through her slit and into her.
“No,” she pants out, “your cock is my new best friend.” I finger her a couple of times to make sure she’s wet for me. She tosses the blankets off us now, my hand lifting her leg as her hand finds my cock and places it where she wants it. I slide into her in one long thrust. Fuck, every single time her pussy grabs my cock, and never lets it go, I could stay buried in her forever. “Yes,” she pants as my hips move faster, her hand moving to her clit. “I’m so close.”
“It’s been one second,” I say, laughing.
“I can’t help it.” She moves her hand even faster between her legs and I know she’s almost there. “Your cock.” She kisses my lips. “Is magic.” She closes her eyes and moans out her release. I wish I could say I lasted longer, but I don’t. The minute her pussy squeezes my dick like a vise, my balls get tight and I am right there with her. I let her leg go as it falls on top of mine. “If this happens every single time your alarm wakes me up…” I slip out of her when she turns around. “Then we should set that thing every hour.”
I get out of bed looking down at her, my cock at half-mast. “We did do that every hour,” I remind her and she rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
“No, we didn’t.” She gets up on her elbow and my cock goes from half-mast to full-on ready for her again. I’ve never, ever had sex like this. “We had three rounds the first time.” She holds up her three fingers.
“Then we had a round in the kitchen.” I hold up a finger.
“Oh, yeah.” She smirks. “How could I forget? I’ve never been pounded while having my head in the fridge.” I try not to laugh. I couldn’t help it, she bent over and I was either going to eat her out or fuck her. My cock got first dibs.
“You bent over,” I counter, “and your pussy winked at me.”
“Then you got me on the couch.” She sticks one more finger up.
“That was your fault. You walked over to me, threw your leg over my hips, and sank down on my cock.”
“You buried your face between my legs,” she huffs, getting out of bed on her side.
“After you swallowed my cock.” It’s my turn now.
“Well, he looked sad,” she says, walking to me. “So I wanted to make him happy.” She walks past me and I slap her ass. She looks over her shoulder. “Don’t tease me like that.”
“When we have time,” I say, “I’m going to turn that ass pink.” Her eyes light up. “And you’re going to beg me for it.”
“Promise?” She holds up her hands and crosses her fingers and all I can do is shake my head. I follow her in the bathroom, watching her walk over and start the shower.
“What are you doing?” I ask her as she makes sure the water is warm.
“I’m going to see my mother today.” She smiles. “I’m going to wash the smell of sex off myself.” I take a step toward her and she holds up her hand. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to shower with you,” I inform her and she shakes her head.
I laugh. “This isn’t how this works.” I step beside her as she looks up at me, her mouth hanging open. “If you’re in the shower, I’m in the shower.”
“If you are in the shower,” she says as I step even closer to her, “then it’s going to be a long shower.”
“We have to make it fast,” I say, wrapping my arms around her. “I have to go home and pack.” I hate I have to leave today.
“Nothing about you and sex is fast.” She turns around, putting her head back. “The only fast thing is the way I orgasm over and over again.” Her ass moves side to side on my cock, and she was right, it is not a fast shower at all. It is a very long one that ends with both of us rinsing off in cold water.
I step out of the shower before her, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around my waist. When she steps from the shower, I hand her a cup of coffee while I walk into the bedroom and get dressed. “How long are you gone for?” she shouts.
“Three days,” I huff, finally finding my boxers and putting them on. “I have to go home and pack.”