Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Instead, she just crawls toward me, the boat rocking dangerously each time she moves. She pauses, smirking as we roll side to side. Once the boat steadies, she takes another move toward me.
Fuck. She is so damn sexy.
She pauses with her head poised above my lap and pushes her glasses up with a fingertip. I’m wearing athletic shorts, so I lift my ass as she reaches for the waistband, tugging them down to my thighs along with my briefs. My cock, already diamond-stiff, swings out in a way that makes her grin.
“Somebody’s ready.”
“You have no idea,” I breathe.
She gips the base of me, her hand looking small as she can’t even completely circle it. She just studies me for a moment, almost like she’s fascinated. “I’ve never done this in a boat.”
“Believe it or not,” I say. “This will be a first for me, too.”
“Good. I like being your first.” She plants a delicate kiss on the side of my shaft, letting her tongue tease me as she kisses her way slowly and tantalizingly up. I almost lose it immediately when her soft lips reach the sensitive tip. It’s so damn good.
I close my eyes, stretch out my legs, and wonder if this is what heaven must be like. Then, I realize that might be a sacrilegious thought. Are angels allowed to give blowjobs? Sorry, God. Pretend I didn’t just wonder that. The second one was definitely sacrilegious.
I put one hand on the back of her head, fingers slowly squeezing as I take her hair in my fist. I drive her head down, head arching back as a groan rips itself out of me. “Fuck, Caroline. That’s so damn good.”
“Mmm,” she says, and the sound of her soft moan sends a vibrating ripple through me.
She positions herself over my outstretched leg and starts to gently rock herself against my leg, getting herself off in a needy way that just about undoes me. I can feel the heat of her arousal straight through her shorts as she grinds on me harder as her hand tightens around me, head bobbing up and down now.
“Holy shit,” I hiss. “Slow down, or I’m going to come right now.”
Instead of slowing down, she speeds up, taking me in deeper.
She’s moaning as she rocks into me, driving her heat against my leg like she’s riding my cock. The combination of her need and the wet warmth of her mouth is too much.
Stars float across my vision, heat surges, and I feel my balls pull tight.
“I’m coming,” I grit out, wanting to give her a warning so it doesn’t half-drown her while my cock is at the back of her throat.
Instead of pulling off, she pushes me deeper in her mouth, moaning hard as I fill her.
She swallows it all, sucking until I have to pull her off because it’s too sensitive. She smiles, biting a corner of her lip and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“God damn,” I breathe. “Get over here. It’s your turn.”
She only has a moment to show her surprise before I pull her into my lap, her back to my chest. I slip my hand down across her belly and under the elastic of her shorts–beneath the thin fabric of her panties.
My fingers slide over the swell of her mound, finding the crease of her slid and the swollen shape of her clit.
She squirms at my touch, finding my free hand and clutching it to her chest tightly.
I circle her, slowly at first, loving the way she’s moving and the sounds she’s making. The boat is rocking a little concerningly, but if her aggressive blowjob didn’t tip us, my circling fingers won’t, either.
“I love the way you sound,” I whisper. “The way you feel.”
“Mmm,” she moans.
I move my hand farther down, slipping inside her as I continue stimulating her clit with my thumb. I can’t decide if I enjoy her getting me off more or if this is even better. I love the feeling of having her at my fingertips–of driving her absolutely fucking crazy with nothing but the pad of my thumb.
I love the simplicity of it.
When we’re like this, my fingers inside her and her whole body at my mercy, none of the other shit matters. It’s just chasing the feeling. Following our natural urges. It’s the only time I think we’re completely, one hundred percent honest with each other.
And there’s no lying about how badly she wants to come for me.
I see the other competitors have turned around, and they’re growing larger on the horizon. I lick my lips. “I want to feel you squeeze me as you come. I want to feel your need.”
I pick up my pace, pumping my hand in her as my thumb mirrors the motion, rubbing her relentlessly as she bucks against me, squeezing my hand until her fingernails dig into the skin.