Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
It was a lie, but a playful one. She remembered every moment with him, knew exactly how he liked to have his cock sucked, but she wanted to hear him.
His eyes were narrowed as he tugged on her hair, urging her forward. “I want you to put that gorgeous mouth of yours on my cock. I want you to use your tongue to make me crazy. I want you to cup my balls and suck my dick until I can’t see straight, until the only thing in the world that matters is how soft and hot your mouth is around me.”
She leaned forward and licked at his cock, thrilling in the way it jumped at her touch. She sucked him lightly behind her lips, giving the head of his cock a brief twirl of her tongue before releasing him again.
“Oh, that’s good. That’s so freaking good,” Beck breathed.
She gripped the base of his cock and leaned forward again, giving him exactly what he wanted. She licked every inch of his cock, paying particular attention to the super sensitive underside of the cockhead. There she flattened her tongue and caressed that bit of skin while sucking gently.
“I knew you were going to kill me.” Every word out of his mouth was accompanied with a panting breath.
She settled in to the job at hand, sucking and stroking and reveling in the power she had over him. She might be in the submissive position, but she had the power right now. It would be an exchange because she got the idea once he’d come in her mouth, once she’d swallowed him down and he could breathe again, he would take the power right back and she would be the one shaking and begging.
“That’s it. Just a little more,” he said as his hips started to pump.
She sucked him deeper with each pass of her mouth, rolling her tongue around him as best she could. When she gave him the barest hint of her teeth, he hissed, and she felt his balls draw up tight against him as he began to fill her mouth.
She drank him down, her heart thrumming in her chest and every inch of her skin feeling alive as he softened in her mouth.
She sat back, licking her lips as she looked up at him.
It wasn’t more than a second before he was lifting her up and lightly tossing her on the bed.
“I make this mistake with you every single time. I know we need to work through things, but I can’t stop myself.” He gripped her ankles and tugged her down until she was in the perfect position for him to drop to his knees and get his face right in her pussy.
She was about to point out that they were living in the moment, but the first swipe of his tongue took her breath away. He didn’t play around. He started eating her pussy like the starving man he was.
His tongue plunged deep as he parted the petals of her pussy and his thumb found her clit.
She clutched the soft comforter and bit back a cry, spreading herself open so he didn’t miss an inch of her pussy. She didn’t think about the fact that she was wetter than she’d been in forever, that she could smell her own arousal. All that mattered was Beck groaning against her sensitive flesh and the long luxurious licks of his tongue.
Her eyes closed as pure sensation took over, rushing across her skin and making the blood thrum through her as she moved closer and closer to orgasm.
He pressed down and pleasure washed over her, sweeping away all her cares and worries. They were gone in a wave of heat and satisfaction, the thrill heightening her senses.
Beck rose to his feet, staring down at her. “Now I think we can really get started.”
She caught the gleam in his eyes and knew he was far from done for the night.
* * * *
Beck stared down at the woman who’d always been the center of his universe, and a feeling far more satisfying than any orgasm flowed through him.
He had another shot with her. She was here. She wasn’t running. Oh, he knew he would have to deal with some bullshit about how much better they would be apart in a couple of months if he didn’t prove to her how they’d changed, but he had no intention of failing at that.
He reached to the small tray he’d place on the edge of the bed before she’d gotten naked. While he’d been leading her through a personal inventory, he’d brought this little kit out and set it where he could reach it easily.
What he hadn’t told her was he’d gone through the same exercise while he’d taken a shower. He’d closed his eyes and told himself that Kim was safe, that Roman was safe.