Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
I watched in erotic awe as he flattened his tongue and dragged the thick, pink muscle from my pussy hole to my clit.
Devon whispered against my wet pussy, “Watch me, baby. Don’t look away from this.” He stared at me from between my thighs. “Leila, I want you to watch what I’m doing to you, how I’m giving you this pleasure, eating you out. I’m making you mine, baby girl.”
I couldn’t catch my breath as he said those filthy words.
“I want you to come all over my face, to give me your orgasm.”
And as if his words were the ignition I needed, my orgasm tore through me.
6
Leila
It was just as intense, just as body-numbing and sanity-stealing. The air left my lungs when he started running his tongue up and down my cleft, sucking at my cream, drinking it up. His lips suctioned around the tiny bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, drawing his teeth gently over my clit.
When I caught my breath again, he slowly inserted a finger into my clenching pussy.
“Fuck. God, yes, baby.” He sounded like he was barely hanging on. “This is for me, only for me, Leila.”
I closed my eyes and moaned. The waves of pleasure took my breath away, and I gripped the sheets, tugging at the material as wave after wave of ecstasy traveled through me.
I don’t know how much time passed as I was blissfully out of my body, but when the world focused and I came back to reality, I felt Devon settle his big body against mine. But he didn’t give me time to breathe and instead started grinding his cock against my pussy, sending little sparks throughout me, causing me to heat further, climb higher.
“Tell me you want more.” Devon had his mouth by my ear, and his deep voice had me thirsty for more.
All I could keep thinking about was if this would tear us apart or bring us closer together.
He pulled back and looked into my face, right in my eyes. I didn’t even hesitate to say, “I want more.” And I did. I really, really did want more, but only from him. “Give me more,” I moaned.
Devon groaned and then took my mouth in a bruising kiss, his hands cupping my face, his tongue spearing between my lips.
I didn’t stop the moan that spilled from me. There was no way I could have.
And then he pressed his body to mine, his naked skin against to mine, the grunt that came from deep within his chest spearing right into me. My legs were spread wide to accommodate him settling between them, and the feel of his hot, massive length pressed at the junction of my thighs had a fresh gush of wetness spilling from me.
“Fuck, Leila,” he groaned. “You’re so wet for me.”
I was soaked for Devon.
He started a slow rocking motion against me, causing his length to slip between my pussy folds. The angle of his dick caused the tip to rub up against my clit with every upstroke. His balls gently pressed to my ass, and even more wetness spilled from me.
“Devon,” I moaned.
“You feel how good it is between us?” I nodded, because my voice wasn’t functioning right now. Devon picked up his motion, and I felt myself climbing closer to yet another orgasm as I held onto him. I was insatiable for him.
“Yes,” I cried out as I felt myself peak. “God.” I couldn’t stop from thrashing my head back and forth, trying to keep that pleasure as high as it could go. I closed my eyes and let the exquisite feelings wash through me.
“Look at me,” he demanded, and I did just that.
I opened my eyes and stared at him.
“Look at what I’m doing to you,” he demanded again.
I rose up enough that I could look down the length of my body, so I could see what he was doing to me. The thick, long length of his cock slid between my folds, the bulbous head of his shaft rubbing against my clit. The sight of my pussy lips around his girth, framing his length as he fucked me without penetration, as he had my pussy needing him to fill me, to break my cherry and claim my virginity.
And then Devon started to move faster against me, using my body as much as I was using his. He lowered his face to the crook of my neck, kissing the underside of my jaw. He worked his hips like a piston, up and down, faster and harder. The slickness from my arousal caused his motions to be easy and smooth, erotic and sensual.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he groaned and nearly stopped, but I dug my nails into his flesh, keeping him close. I lifted my hips, rubbing myself on him. I needed him to go over the edge just like me.