Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
I didn’t complain when he grabbed my hair with both hands, or when he fucked into my neck too hard. I knew he was chasing the demons in his head. The ones put there by his clueless ex.
She didn’t seem to understand that the more she fought me, the more he’d come running. I made love to his cock like it was my new best friend.
Taking it out every once in a while to lick just the tip teasingly before nibbling along the shaft until his toes curled and he growled at me to stop fucking around.
I sucked his long, hard, fat cock back in like a lollipop and gobbled that shit until it was nice and hard before getting to my feet. We were both breathing hard and I loved the way he stood with his hands at his sides, fists clenched tight, just letting me run the show.
I pulled his head down to my tit and fed it to him while working my ass out of my shorts. Right there on the kitchen floor, I pulled until he followed me down.
I didn’t care that the tile was hard and cold. My man needed me. I spread my legs and grabbed his dick, leading it to my portal. He slipped in and did the rest. I didn’t complain when he fucked me so hard I thought my back would break. Or when he bit my nipple hard enough to leave a mark.
I didn’t cry out when he fucked too deep and I saw stars. But I did scream and cream all over his cock when he pulled and shoved the long thick plug into my ass without any lube.
That was the first time he made my feet shake uncontrollably. When I felt fireworks in my tummy! And when he lifted my legs and put them over his shoulder so he could power drive his beautiful cock into me over and over I would’ve cut that bitch if she walked through the door. No wonder she was losing her damn mind. This is some good dick.
And I let him know how good it was with every scream, every moan and every nibble of his lips when we kissed. My poor pussy was feeling the burn, but even that was welcomed.
I whispered in his ear. Telling him how good he felt deep inside me. How I wanted him to cum deep and hard! He roared and fucked into me harder, while plunging the butt plug in and out of my ass.
And when he wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed while his hips went into overdrive I came and came until I thought I would pass out.
And when he was done, after I felt him shoot off inside me, and ease out, I gobbled down his cock and cleaned it with my tongue. Even his balls that were dripping with a mixture of my juices and his. Top that bitch.
While he was laying on the cold hard floor catching his breath, I got up and got the shit I needed to make my grandma’s tiramisu. I didn’t have to look back to know he was looking at me with a look of wonder on his face. Or have to think too hard to imagine what was going through his mind right at this moment as I moved around his kitchen naked except for an apron, mixing shit.
It took him less than five minutes to get up off the floor and come up behind me to wrap his arms around me from behind.
“Listen freak, how long you plan on leaving this thing in my ass?” Of course that was my sneaky way of bringing it to his attention so he could do exactly what he did.
Which was to play with it, pushing it slowly in and out of my ass as he nibbled my ear. “As long as it takes. You need help? I’m gonna go grab a shower.”
“Nope, I’ve got it.” I lifted my lips for a kiss and sent him on his merry way knowing my job was done. Maybe I’ll let him fuck my ass later just to erase her completely from his mind.
For the next week and a half while the kids were gone and it was just he and I, I made sure he never had a dull moment. From the minute he walked through the door in the evening, I had something for us to do.
As long as my homework was out of the way, which it usually was by the time I heard his bike pulling into the driveway. The rest of the evening was ours to enjoy.
We made dinner together, talked about what we were gonna do with the kids when they came back, and played cards or went out for a ride on his bike. In other words, every free moment was spent together.