Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
I grabbed two fistfuls of her hair, and fucked into her neck as I looked down between her thighs at her fat pussy. I was too damn close, but as much as I like cumming on her tongue, I wanted in her pussy again. I pulled her off my dick and threw her roughly back against the wall and slammed into her.
“Ahhhhhh.” She screamed out loud before I pushed my tongue past her lips and wrapped a hand around her throat. I love what choking her out does to her pussy. The way it grabs and tightens around my cock. The way she goes fucking wild and lets me do anything to her.
I fucked her against the wall, slamming her back hard into the marble and my brave girl dug her nails into me and begged for more.
“Harder, go faster.” She whispered some other shit in my ear because I’d let it slip during one of our pillow talks that I liked to talk while I fucked. With this one the words were almost enough to take me over the edge. She knew just which buttons to push to get what she wanted.
That’s why I covered her mouth with my hand while I went after her tit with my teeth. I wasn’t ready to leave the welcoming heat of her body yet and her fucking mouth would have me shooting like a teenager in two minutes flat.
She bit my palm, “Ouch. You little…” She grinned happily and moved sensually on my cock. Then the look in her eyes changed and she looked into mine with a seriousness I’d never seen there before. One of her hands came up to touch my cheek. “Thank you.”
“For what baby?” I don’t know why we were whispering but the mood seemed to fit. “For finally seeing me.” I took her lips roughly and clasped her closer with a hand on her ass and one around her shoulders. “I want to take you from behind, get on your knees.”
She lifted off my dick slowly and I moved out of the way after flicking off the water. She got to her hands and knees in the middle of the stall and looked back over her shoulder at me. I lined up behind her, running my hand down the center of her back to her ass before dipping two fingers into her pink wet pussy.
“Your greedy pussy is trying to eat my fingers look at that.” Her pussy breathed around my digits before I pulled them out and fed them to her while slowly sliding all thirteen inches of cock deep in her belly.
She sucked and chewed on my fingers and rolled her ass in one of her dick destroying moves. “Fuck, shit; what the fuck?” I shot off hard as her body shook in climax. She keened in her throat and covered her pussy with her hand as if that was going to hold the feelings in. It was going to be hard as fuck going back to my regular routine. Maybe I’ll look into making that trip to the beach house sooner rather than later.
When I finally got her off my dick and back to her room so she could get ready for school, reality kicked in. I sat deep in thought in the back of the car on the ride to the office. I have to protect her from whatever bullshit might befall us because of this. I had no doubt that I could face whatever came my way, but I didn’t want anyone fucking with her.
I should probably call mom and tell her, but I wasn’t ready for that talk just yet. I didn’t want to have to defend what I felt and she was the one person in the world who I’d even consider giving any kind of an explanation.
I guess the half bitch I’d become since she trapped me with her pussy didn’t want anything tarnishing what we had. I wanted to enjoy us for as long as I could before the shit hit the fan. But the thought of hiding didn’t sit well either. There was no way I was going to hide what she was to me, I couldn’t do that to her.
I ran through each moment of the last two days until my cock ached and I was tempted to turn around and go get her. She’d looked so sad when I kissed her goodbye. I shook my head to remove the image. I needed to get my shit together or I won’t get shit done today, but she refused to give me peace. She was deep under my skin.
“Boss, you okay?” I snapped out of my daydream and looked at my driver who stood with the door open and an odd expression. “What?”
“I asked if you were okay. We’ve been here for a good minute.” Was that a smirk?