Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
His cock is rock hard as it hangs heavily between his legs. Thick veins run down its length, and its head is engorged and a beautiful shade of dark pink.
Ready to fuck.
Spurred on by the sight, I begin to work my sex. My legs are open, and fucking hell, I’m going to come without him laying a finger on me.
“That’s it, baby. Harder.” He hisses.
He takes his cock in his hand and begins to stroke himself. I can see all the muscles in his shoulders and chest as he works himself, and my back arches off the bed.
He jerks himself hard as I watch on in awe, and pre-ejaculate drips from his end. He leans over me and smears it across my lips.
I go to take him in my mouth, and he pulls away from me.
“My turn.” He drops between my legs and spreads them wide. He kisses my sex softly, and his thick tongue darts out and licks me, making me buck beneath him.
Dear God.
“Oh, I’ve missed Tiny,” he purrs, and I smile goofily at the ceiling. He spreads me with his fingers and licks me again. Before long, he is eating me deep, using long, hard licks where his tongue flutters deep within me.
I shudder as he holds my legs back and begins to eat me with his whole face. His whiskers, his nose, his lips… he’s all in, as if branding himself with my scent.
The sensation is just too much, and I shudder. He bites my clit and I cry out as an orgasm rips through me. “Ah!” I whimper.
He takes his time and licks me more, cleaning me up. Now it’s deeper, more sensual, and his eyes are closed. This feels so intimate.
I’ve missed him.
I forgot what it felt like to be worshipped, and I scrunch the sheets beneath as my legs hang in the air.
“Nathan,” I pant.
His eyes open, this time they are dark. With his eyes locked on mine, he nibbles my clit as my arousal begins to build again.
“Nathan!” I beg. “Fuck me!”
He smiles against my sex. He’s loving this even more than I am.
He stands and rolls a condom on, and then he comes over me. He lifts my legs and puts them over his shoulders. Oh shit.
“Careful,” I whimper.
“Your body loves my cock, Eliza. She sucks him in.”
He pushes forward, nailing me to the mattress, and I whimper beneath him. “Easy,” I beg.
He stays still, and my sex ripples around him as she adjusts to his size. Fuck, he’s a big man.
“Kiss me,” I breathe.
His eyes close and his lips take mine as we both get lost in the moment.
Our kiss is deep, passionate, and everything that we’ve missed about each over the last six months.
This is it. This is what I’ve missed. This feeling that no one else has ever given me.
We stay still, his body deep in mine as we kiss tenderly. It’s as if we have all night to kiss—all night to enjoy each other.
“I’m going to move, baby,” he breathes.
I know this is supposed to be a cheap booty-call, but all I can feel between us is tenderness.
Love. I nod as I hold his face in my hands. I need him close to me.
He slowly slides out. My knees are up against his chest, and I feel the burn. “Oh.” I wince.
“Too good.” He breathes as he takes my lips in his. “Let me in, baby; open up.” He slowly circles his hips as he tries to loosen me up. I feel a glimmer of arousal.
“That’s it,” I whisper.
He smiles down at me and repeats the delicious movement. I get a rush of cream and open right up. We both feel it, and he slides in easily. “Yessss,” he purrs.
I giggle, excited that my body has decided to let me play.
He spreads his knees wide and begins to thrust slowly. We kiss as a sheen of perspiration dusts our bodies.
“Nathe,” I whimper as I hold his face in my hands.
“I know, baby,” he pants as he lifts my legs higher. He straightens his arms and goes deeper. “I know.” His mouth hangs slack as his pumps gets harder and harder. I watch his beautiful face as it contorts, and I rise onto my elbows to kiss him.
We fall still for a moment as we kiss, as if forgetting we are in the middle of hard fucking. Our tongues tenderly slide together.
“I missed you,” he murmurs against my mouth.
My heart melts. “I missed you more.”
Something cracks inside of him, and he tips his head back and slams in hard. “You have to come. You have to come,” he moans. “You have to fucking come.”
“Ahh!” He pulls out and, once again, his mouth is on my sex. He flicks his tongue over my clitoris. My chest rises and falls as I try to catch my breath. My hands are on his damp shoulders.