Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
His hand tugged my hair, a silent warning that he wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. I didn’t want him to. I worked him faster, driving him up, then through the orgasm, his release sliding down my throat, and a little moan escaped me at that.
I couldn’t explain it, the way some strange, primal part of me wanted him inside me. In my mouth, coming deep inside of me like he had the night before.
I’d never felt that way before. Never let someone inside of me like that before. Somehow, though, with Dav, it felt right.
“Fuck, love,” he hissed as I finally released him, looking up with a satisfied smile. His hand moved out, teasing over my swollen lower lip. “You better get up here and let me have a taste too,” he said, hand pulling at my hair when I didn’t immediately move to do just that.
“Come on,” he said, wicked smirk toying with his lips. “Be a good girl and ride my face. I’m fucking famished,” he added, making a strange little laugh escape me as I moved up his body, my legs settling on either side of his head.
“Sit,” he demanded, grabbing my hips and yanking me down fully.
There was no more talking for either of us then as he started to work me with his tongue and lips, as his fingers slid inside of me, intensifying the sensations as I rocked against him, shameless in my own need for release.
He worked me relentlessly through one orgasm, but wasn’t satisfied with just that, taking me down from one and driving me upward once again.
His fingers got harder and faster inside of me, and I felt the slight stretch as he slid a third inside, gathering up my desire, then slipping back out… sliding back, pressing.
There was a second of hesitation, waiting for me to tense or object.
I found no objections to give him. I wanted everything he could give me.
So his other finger slid into my ass, creating a new sensation, intensifying the pleasure as he kept working me with his tongue, as his fingers started to thrust faster, harder, driving me to that edge, then sending me ruthlessly hurtling over, making my legs shake and me need to bite hard on my lip to stifle my cries.
“I can’t,” I whined afterward, my clit too sensitive to take any more.
Dav let me scoot down, but his fingers stayed inside of me, thrusting lazily as I straddled him.
“So fucking gorgeous after you come,” he said, his free hand moving up to glide over my cheek, down my neck, then chest, teasing my breasts and nipples until my walls were tightening around his fingers again.
A devilish glint hit his eyes as one of his fingers left my pussy, making me grumble, until it was sliding back too, slipping into my ass, stretching me.
“You like that?” he asked, already having his answer as a surprised moan escaped me.
“Yes,” I whimpered, hips rocking, needing more of the sensation.
That deep rumble moved through him as I felt his cock getting harder beneath me until he was just as needy as he’d been before I’d taken him in my mouth.
“Ride me, baby,” he groaned as his final finger slid out of my pussy, his other two staying in my ass as I lifted up, desperate for the fullness of him inside of me again, then sliding down on his length, the sensation amplified my his fingers inside of me at the same time.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, eyes molten as he watched me starting to ride him.
His cock and fingers had me rushing toward that edge faster than seemed possible.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “Squeeze my cock,” he demanded. Then just like that, I was, crying out as I came, the pulsations slow and deep, taking me under over and over. “Fuck,” he hissed as he came with me, the heat of his release filling me, making another little pulse of pleasure course through me before I was finally spent, falling against his chest, panting for breath.
“That’s one hell of a way to wake up,” Dav said, voice calm, sated.
“Mmhmm,” was the only response I could manage, sucking in slow, deep breaths. Then, as reality slowly came back to me, “Was I loud?” I asked, wincing as I pushed back to look down at him.
“I’ve heard you louder,” he said, shooting me a lazy smile. “For example, I’m pretty sure an entire forest of owls got good and spooked when we were out there.”
“Joel,” I said, glancing over toward the door.
“He’s fifteen. Pretty sure he’s well past the birds and bees discussion,” he reminded me, shrugging off my concern.
“Knowing about it and hearing it—“
“You think he hasn’t already used that fancy new tablet to watch all sorts of porn?” he cut me off.