Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“I want to do something.” Her words come out breathlessly as she moves down, kissing my chest, her hair tickling me as she trails her tongue down the middle of my chest. “For the life of me,” she says, stopping right on top of the band of my boxers, “I can’t remember sucking your cock.” All I can do is watch her as she peels the boxers down over my cock as it springs loose. I lift my hips as she peels them off me, tossing them to the side. My head comes off the mattress as I watch her. “Yeah, I don’t remember this at all,” she says, gripping the base of my cock and then her tongue comes out. She licks from my balls all the way up my shaft, and I can’t help the way my head falls back as her mouth covers my cock. “Definitely would have remembered having you in my mouth,” she declares. I watch her as she swallows me from the tip to the middle of my cock, her fist working with her mouth. Each time she tries to take me deeper and deeper.
“Fuck,” I hiss when she sucks and twirls her tongue around the head of my cock. Her fist going faster and faster, I can feel my balls getting tight. “I’m going to—” I don’t even finish because she takes me into her mouth again, sucking me into the back of her throat.
“Good.” She smirks, taking the head into her mouth, her fist never stopping. “Means I’m doing it right.”
I can’t even answer her because I’m coming in her mouth, and the only thing I can say is her name. “Addison.” She swallows every single last drop, smiling when my cock falls out of her mouth.
“Yes,” she says, getting up on her knees almost as if she’s standing proud, and she should be.
“That was—” I start to say but my head is slower than my hands because I’m already flipping her onto her back. “My turn,” I say as she sits in the middle of the bed, her arms back on the mattress, legs propped up and spread.
“Now, I definitely remember you doing this,” she confirms, her voice quivering when I kiss her inner left thigh.
“Are you sure you really remember?” I ask her, right before I lick through her slit, all the way up to her clit. “I know I remember this for sure.” I suck her clit into my mouth, and she tries to squeeze my head, making me laugh. “Do you remember this?” I ask her as I slide two fingers into her as I nip at her clit. This time her head goes back, her hips lift off the bed. “Someone wants more?” I tease her as I eat her pussy with everything I’ve got. I lick, suck, and bite all the while finger-fucking her. The sound of her moaning fills the room and I know she’s about to come because I can feel my fingers being squeezed tighter and tighter. “Want to come on my finger”—I flick her clit—“or my tongue?”
“Both,” she says, and I smirk at her.
“Rub your clit, then,” I instruct her. She moves one of her hands to replace my tongue as I slide my tongue into her, with my fingers making her even wetter. “You taste like heaven,” I say, and she thrusts her hips up, getting my fingers in all the way to my knuckles.
“Stefano,” she breathes my name, her hand leaving her clit as she runs it through my hair. “Remember that time—” she says but stops when I rub her G-spot.
“What time, baby?” I tease her, my fingers slowing down.
“The time in the bathroom.” I listen to her and I know exactly what she’s talking about. It was a memory I used over and over during the years. “When I was coming and then you rammed your cock into me.”
“Yes,” I tell her, my fingers picking up speed.
“I want that, please,” she begs me, and I swear I would give her whatever she wants. “Fuck me like that again.”
“Okay,” I agree, “but after, I get to fuck you how I want.”
“Deal.” She moves her hand to her clit, moving it side to side ferociously, my fingers picking up the speed. “I’m almost there.”
“I know,” I say, my tongue sliding in there with my finger and I feel the spasm around my finger and my tongue.
“Stefano,” she cries as she spasms once, twice, and then I pull my fingers out of her and quickly ram my cock into her. I slide it into the tightness and I have to stop as soon as I’m balls deep. Both of our moans fill the room. “Fuck me,” she groans, falling to her back, her legs wrapping around my waist. “I remember you fucking me harder.”