Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Yeah, Rolly told me something about his mom currently living with an eighty-year-old senior. But I didn’t realize that this was something that’s been going on her entire life. I mean, lots of women date wealthy old geezers.”
Roland shoots me a smirk.
“Of course, and it’s not as shocking now since Dorinda’s in her forties. But how many women in their twenties date eighty-year-olds? Then the optics are pretty strange, right? But it doesn’t matter,” Roland shrugs. “I wasn’t offended at all. If anything, people should pursue what attracts then, and what I can say? The Warners have a taste for wizened partners and evidently Rolly’s inherited that trait.”
I shake my head.
“Wow. I didn’t realize,” is my slow reply. “I mean, I never even suspected because it never … well, nothing like that raised its head when your son and I were hanging out.”
Roland looks thoughtful for a moment before turning that blue gaze to me.
“Let me ask you a question, and you can tell me if it’s TMI if you don’t want to answer. Was your sex life with Rolly any good? Did that boy give you any earth-shaking, bone-rattling orgasms?”
I shake my head immediately.
“No, absolutely not. In fact, it was pretty terrible. We didn’t do it for each other because he couldn’t get me wet no matter how hard he tried, and I couldn’t get him rigid no matter how hard I tried. So it was basically awkward every single time. Almost like out of an 80’s teen movie.”
Roland throws his head back and laughs then, showing off even white teeth.
“What? What’s so funny?”
The older man merely chuckles while wiping at his eyes.
“Well, I know for a fact that you have no problem getting wet, honey, because you were drenched the last time you were here. I barely even had to blow on your clit, and you were already leaking fluid like a sieve, you were so horny.”
His matter-of-fact words make my cheeks flush, but it also turns me on.
“I know,” I admit in a whisper, glancing shyly up at him through my lashes. “It’s so embarrassing, Mr. Barker.”
“No, it’s not embarrassing,” Roland growls before pulling me into his lap once more. “It was a fucking turn-on and I couldn’t believe that my son had gotten his hands on such a beautiful, responsive girl. Even better, now I know he never pleased you and that it’s up to me to get the job done.”
I nod breathily, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders before staring deep into those azure eyes.
“Are you going to take me, Mr. Barker?” I mewl. “You didn’t last time. I mean, we definitely had fun with your fingers and tongue, but this time, you know what I want.”
His cock jerks beneath my bottom as that blue gaze sharpens, devouring my curvy form.
“And what is it, honey? Say it, Tess. Tell me what you want.”
My cheeks flush bright red because it feels so taboo to utter these words, and yet I can’t help it because my need for this man is so strong.
“Give me your cock, Mr. Barker. Put it in my holes and make me stretch to accommodate you. I want it so bad,” I moan breathlessly, already trailing my hands down his broad chest. “Please don’t make me beg.”
The older man merely grunts before unzipping the front of his pants and pulling out that enormous hose. I gasp because he’s absolutely huge. His shaft is nine inches long and as thick as a soda can at the base. Not only that, but there’s a gorgeous web of veins stretching along the length, even as the tip glimmers with fluid in the low light.
“Stroke it baby,” he rasps as I stare at this enormous member. “Show me how much you want it.”
I inhale quickly, my breasts rising because oh my god, is this really happening? Yet I do as he commands. My two hands surround the huge monster, and I can’t even wrap both fingers around his girth. Nonetheless, I begin pulling on that ginormous fuckrod, eliciting deep groans from Roland as I massage his pole.
“Unnh,” he grunts. “Goddamn, that feels good.”
I merely giggle a bit before stopping to pull off my top and then struggling out of my shorts too. His eyes snap open then.
“No panties? No bra?” he rasps.
“Of course not,” I giggle once more before jiggling a big breast at him. “I knew I was coming to see you after all.”
Then, it’s no holds barred hot action. I slip to my knees between Roland’s legs, bracing my hands on his tree-trunk thighs before catching the tip of his cock in my mouth. The handsome man leans his head back and sighs, even as his hands tunnel through my curls.
“Fuck yeah,” he mutters. “A young, beautiful woman, nude on her knees sucking my cock. What could be better in life?”