Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
"Yes," he agrees and holds up a finger. "Just so I understand what is going on," he says and I rub my nose under his chin. "Four years ago, you were going to move with me."
"That is correct," I say as my hands go to the hem of his shirt, my hands sliding it up just a touch.
"So not only was I a total asshole," he continues talking. "But I was stupid."
"That is correct." I give his neck soft kisses. "And dumb." My finger trails up his stomach.
"Really dumb," he confirms, and when I look up at him, I see that his eyes are closed as I move one hand down to cup his cock through his pants. "Harlow," he hisses out. "I really…" His voice comes out breathless as my hand rubs up and down twice. "We really need to talk." He stops talking when my hand goes to the top of his jeans and I slip in the tips of my fingers, touching the head of his cock. He groans when my nails graze the head of his cock. "We really need to talk," he repeats the words and my other hand leaves his chest and comes to unbutton his jeans.
"We should talk." My hand goes to the zipper as I pull it down. "But there is something else I could be doing with my mouth." I smirk at him as I sink down to my knees and pull his pants down, licking the tip. "I missed you."
Travis chuckles. "Are you talking to me or my dick?”
"A bit of both right now." I fist his cock in my hand. "A little bit of both," I say, swallowing down his cock as much as I can.
"Harlow." He hisses out my name, burying his hands in my hair. I work his cock with my hand and my mouth. I feel his cock getting bigger in my mouth when he steps out of reach and I moan at him.
He goes back to the couch and kicks off his pants and then rips his shirt over his head before lying down. "I think I want to use my mouth to do something else besides talking." He doesn’t need to ask me twice and in three seconds I’m naked in front of him. I walk over to the side of the couch and stand at his side. His hand rubs the back of my calf going up, and then he slips two fingers into me. "Sit on my face." He pulls me to him and I throw a leg over his head, putting my knee beside his head. He doesn’t wait for me to lower myself over his mouth; instead, he grabs my hips with his hands and lifts his head to lick my pussy. The second his tongue slips into me, all I can do is moan out before falling forward and swallowing his cock. I suck his cock with the same rhythm as he finger-fucks me. First, with one finger and then with another, my hips rotating every time he flicks my clit with his thumb. I let go of his cock when I’m on the edge of coming. "Right there." I don’t even have the words to say what to do, the only thing I can do is ride the wave. His fingers and tongue seem to be everywhere and then I start riding his face. "Travis!" I shout out and I can feel my pussy starting to clench when he stops licking me. "Travis," I moan out as my fingers slip inside myself to push me over the edge.
He reaches out and rips my hand away. Sitting down on the couch, he holds out his hand for me and pulls me toward him. "Ride me," he says and I straddle his hips, holding his cock with one of my hands as I position myself over him, sliding down. My hands go to his hips as I raise myself up, and he tilts his head back. I lean forward and kiss him, my tongue sliding into his mouth. His tongue wrestles mine as I move up and down, his hands coming up to cup my tits. He rolls my nipples between his fingers and all I can do is let go of his lips to moan out. His hands go to my hips as our lips hover over each other. "Harlow." My eyes look into his as I rise and fall on his cock. "I love you," he says the words I’ve longed to hear for I don’t know how long.
I put my hand on his face. "I love you, too." Leaning back down and kissing him, it doesn’t take me long before I’m coming all over him. His hands hold my hips as I stop riding him and he thrusts his hips upward. He sits up straight, wrapping a hand around my waist as he lifts both of us and turns me, placing my back on the couch. He puts my legs over his shoulders, pushing himself deeper inside me. He fucks me harder and harder with each thrust, going deeper and deeper. "Travis," I moan out each time he hits my G-spot. "I’m going to."