Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
I curl my fingers inside her pussy, my motions swift, my tongue even faster.
“Roman,” she whimpers, shaking and reaching for my arms. “I need you inside me. Now.”
I’ve never moved so fast in my life, pinning her to the bed, her legs open for me, my cock finding its home without direction. I moan. “Baby, this pussy’s swoll. Ready.”
“Yes.” Her eyes close. “So ready.” Her fists wrap around the bars of the bed, bracing herself.
So I give her what she wants.
I fuck her senseless, the bed rattling, hitting the wall with quick, harsh thuds as I pound into her. Every muscle in my body coils, my thighs clenched to the point of pain, but I don’t let up. I lift her hips, spread her wider, and dive in deeper.
She gasps, and I groan.
“There we go,” I coo, sweat rolling down my back.
Noel begins to shake, her cries louder, short screams of ecstasy, over and over. Her hands leaving the post to squeeze her breasts.
She trembles as she roughly tugs at her nipples, her mouth clamping shut, a harsh whoosh pushing past her nostrils. “Fu-fuck.” Her teeth are clenched. “My god, you’re a fucking god.”
Her heels meet my ass, and she pushes, willing me deeper, but I’m all the way in.
So I lean forward, giving her some of my weight, and she mews at the feeling.
And finally, fucking finally, her nails meet my skin.
“Dig ‘em in, baby. Make me bleed for you, like you’ll bleed for me. I’m fucking you so deep, I know I’ve earned it.”
“Choke me,” she whimpers.
My eyes slice to hers, my cock swelling.
Hers open, meeting mine, hazed and dazed with ecstasy. “Choke me, Roman. Bite me.”
I groan, my right palm flattening beside her head, my left squeezing her tit and yanking on her rosy peak just like she had. Her eyes flutter but don’t close.
“Do it,” she begs, eyes black with pleasure. “Do it, and I’ll come all over your cock… and then I’ll lick it clean.”
My chest rumbles, my jaw twitching as I thrust fast and hard into her, her legs spread wide behind me, heels pointed at the sky as she pants beneath me.
She grips my left hand, drawing it to her throat, but I shake my head, grabbing the long, thick leather still latched around my wrist, and stretch it across her delicate throat.
It’s cold against her hot skin, and she gasps, but her smile is downright sinful, her neck stretching, inviting me to do with it as I please. My hands make fists, sliding along the mattress and tightening against her.
She presses up into it even more, gasping for air she can’t quite get, and I pull my cock back to the tip, slamming inside her. Again and again.
Noel’s eyes roll back, every inch of her quaking. “So fu-fucking go-good.”
She cries out, her body arching in unnatural places, and my cock hears her screams, feels her cream, and joins her.
My cum shoots from me with force, filling her cunt, and it doesn’t seem to stop. I collapse onto her, my hips jerking, ass clenching, and she moans into my ear.
Just when I think we’re done, she gives a little shove, and then I’m on my back.
And Noel does as promised, crawling lower to lick up my shaft, and my eyes threaten to close, but I keep them locked on the lips wrapping around my dick. My muscles clench, hand shooting out to touch her face, and her lids flutter closed, soft, possibly accidental moans filling her throat as she licks me clean of her. Of me.
Of us.
When my thumb grazes her bottom lip, slick with the cum she sucks free, her eyes pop open, meeting mine.
Slowly, she releases me, her words nothing but a whisper. “You earned it,” she says as if to explain.
It’s her way of taking away the intimacy of the moment, so I simply nod, and when I jerk my head toward her pillow, she crawls back up, lying down beside me.
I’d have grabbed her if I didn’t think it would send her running.
It would have.
Then we lie there, staring up at the ceiling, nothing but our heavy breaths filling the air around us.
I know this was a physical act, a deep-rooted, long delayed need for one another finally coming to the hilt, but it was so much more than that too.
There’s a part of me that’s clawed at my insides for years, constantly fighting for air it could never quite find, an ache down in my bones. It lessened a little that first day I walked into her office in LA, and for the first time in years, met those deep brown eyes, shock and a whole lot more swimming in them.
The pain is one I’ve carried with me every day the last five years, but right now, this very second I’m searching for it, the lax, calmness I’ve fallen into so foreign it nearly draws me to tension itself. I know I’m not the only one, as the woman beside me’s eyes have fallen closed, a soft, serene smile on her perfectly plump lips.