Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
“It’s my turn to torture you,” she whispers deviously before she straddles my waist.
She slips down without even grazing herself along my hard length as she grasps me in her hand and strokes her palm down my shaft. She gathers the droplets of moisture at the tip with her thumb before making another pass. My dick kicks in her hand. She strokes me that way, all while looking me straight in the face, which isn’t at all intimidating. She does that until she lowers her head and makes sure I’m watching as she opens her mouth and swirls her tongue over the head of my cock.
At the same time, she cups my balls with one hand and uses the other to work my shaft. It’s basically a full-body experience because none of the rest of my body matters at all. She continues teasing me that way with her tongue until she knows I can’t take it anymore because she knows my body. She knows everything about me, and my god, I’ve missed that more than anything. I truly do belong with her, and I absolutely feel like I was made for her.
Rea continues swirling her tongue over me before she angles her head and takes me into her mouth. She teases me with her tongue and works me with her tight little hand. I throb in her mouth, and she lets me. Her hair is still in a bun on top of her head. It’s no longer neat, but it is out of her face, and I can see everything.
I have to close my eyes because if I watch her and feel what she’s doing, I’m going to go into sensory overload. My hips still arch up, and I can’t help it. I thrust into her mouth just a little. I try not to, but when she moans, it’s not with displeasure. She works me hard, suckling me, swirling her tongue over me, and taking me so far back into her mouth that in just another few seconds, I’m going to…
I have to pull her face away. I can be embarrassed later, but right now, I just need to be inside her.
“I could finish if you want,” Rea rasps.
“Later. Or next time. Some other time? Raincheck? I want to be inside you this time.”
Rea nods, her eyes huge. As she straddles me again, I reach up and gently pull the pins from her hair, causing her gold tresses to tumble down around her shoulders. She swivels her hips and smiles down at me.
“I’ll accept all of those. Just promise me it’ll last at least twenty-one seconds.”
“Twenty-one, hmm?”
“Yeah, it’s your favorite number. Although I’m surprised the pizzas didn’t ruin it for you.”
“No. The pizzas only made me love it more,” I say, cupping Rea’s face and guiding her back to me. I kiss her with a fury, and she kisses me right back.
I didn’t think she was ready for the L-bomb yet, so I disguised it with talk of pizzas, but I’m sure she caught it. Rea is a sharp cookie. She’s also a tasty cookie, but that’s beside the point. She’s not acting as if she minds hearing about my love for pizzas, which makes me feel…Pretty. Dang. Great.
She guides me to her entrance, and when she swivels her hips and takes me all the way in one smooth motion, I very nearly don’t make the twenty-one seconds I promised.
“You look like you’re on the verge of death,” Rea says softly in my ear.
“The best death. A petite-mort, I think it’s called?”
“I think you’re right.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t expire on you.”
“Good,” she says as she rocks her hips, taking me deeper. I was going to wait at least four seconds before I started up, especially with not being able to keep myself under control, but that slips, and suddenly, I’m thrusting right along to the wickedly hot grind she has going on. We fit together perfectly. Rea throws her head back, and I keep my eyes open because to not watch the show would be a sinful crime. She rides me hard, arching her back, undulating her body, and gyrating her perfect hips. She’s still wearing the damn pink bra, and I promise the bra that it’s going to meet its demise shortly. In return, it taunts me to my face because, at this rate, I won’t last long enough to make good on that promise.
“Kayden, oh my god, I’m going to…” Rea moans right before she shatters. She bears down on me, riding me so furiously that the headboard literally slaps against the wall.
Science demands I close my eyes while my balls demand I lose control when Rea’s tight walls clench around my dick. She gasps and rides me and rocks herself through the waves of pleasure. I grip her hips and thrust hard and wildly, praying it’s been way past the twenty-one fucking seconds because I can’t hold out any longer.