Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
It feels good and his tongue snakes out to lick the spot on my neck that he just bit.
My orgasm builds again.
Slowly, deliciously, I’m about to find it once more when Western rasps in my ear, “I told you you’d fuckin’ hate me,” as he cums, pausing my movements as his cock pulses deep inside. Horror washes over me as I realize what he’s done. He just brought me to the edge multiple times, but he’s not going to let me finish. I try to grind against him, but he stops me by lifting me as if I weigh nothing and placing me down next to him. A frustrated gasp leaves my lips.
“Are you serious?”
Pushing to his feet, he pulls up his jeans. “Don’t fuck with my club again, Bonnie.”
Then, turning, he leaves me there alone.
Completely shocked.
Oh no.
Oh, hell no.
He isn’t going to mess with me like that and get away with it.
Not in this lifetime.
TWISTING THE DOOR HANDLE slowly, I quietly push and step inside Western’s shed. It’s dark inside, and I’m praying he’s in here alone. Laying in my bed, I tossed and turned, frustrated about the way he left me and wondering how I could get him back. Finally, after hours of being unable to sleep, I got up and snuck out of the house.
Now I’m in his room, I’m feeling a little anxious about my plan, but I’m not backing down now.
He has messed around with me for too long.
Walking over to his bed, I peer down. It’s hard to see anything, but the dim light coming through the window from the moon shines over his naked body as he lays, hands behind his head, sleeping in what appears to be utter bliss. Well, I’m glad he’s enjoying himself. He got to orgasm. I did not. I very much plan on taking one, though.
Hoping he doesn’t react when he feels a person in his bed, I climb on carefully, reaching for his cock. It’s resting along with him, long and flaccid, and I know within minutes, I’ll have it hard. Sucking in a deep breath, I curl my hand around it and lean down, pressing my lips to the soft, taut skin. Western jerks, startled, and his hand lashes out, his fingers curling into my hair. It takes him a minute, but he must realize it’s me because his grip softens, but his hand remains in my hair, which only turns me on even more.
The way his fingers keep hold of me, tugging just slightly, letting me know how strong he is, and knowing full well it makes me crazy.
Sucking him in deep, I lick and stroke, bobbing my head up and down, until he’s rigid in my mouth. I glide my tongue over his silk tip, swirling it around his head, before moving down to run my tongue over his balls. His rumbles let me know he’s enjoying it, and so I continue. I trail kisses along his thighs until they’re tense beneath my mouth, and slowly, I move back to his cock. I suck until his breathing deepens and I know he’s close.
So damned close.
Then, releasing him, I take just my pants off before climbing up his body and straddling him. He thinks I’m going to fuck him, but he’s so so wrong. I don’t lower myself onto his dick, instead I sit on his thighs, and I place it between my legs, the folds of my pussy hugging it as I shuffle closer. Then, using my hand to hold it tightly, I begin rocking myself, sliding his length up and down over my clit, using it to stimulate pleasure in my body but not allowing it to enter me.
Western growls, his fingers moving to my thighs where he squeezes as I continue to use his cock as a sex toy, rotating my hips, my sleek pussy sliding up and down, until my clit is aching, and an orgasm is so close. Moaning, I throw my head back, rocking faster, my hand stroking at the same time I rub him against myself, stimulating him enough to cause a low hiss to leave his lips.
I cum with a force that has my entire body jerking, my hand tightening around him, and my legs quivering.
It’s incredibly satisfying, and as each pulse leaves my body, I slow down my movements.
Leaning forward, his cock resting between us, so hard I can feel it jerk against me, I find his lips.
I kiss him, long and deep, and then I slide off, getting to my feet.
His noise of dissatisfaction has a smile spreading across my lips as I reach for my pants, pulling them up. Then, I turn and make my way towards the door, stopping as I reach it. Turning, I look over my shoulder and say, “Don’t fuck with my orgasms again, Western.”