Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
I wrap my hand around his shaft and squeeze it tight, drawing a grunt from Ben as he buries his face in my pussy. Gripping him as tight as I can, I start to pump my fist up and down, jerking him off while he laps at me. Each flick of his tongue over my clit feels like an explosion going off inside of me, making me feel like I’m floating on air. I stroke his cock harder and hear him moan. The tension in his body tells me he’s enjoying the feeling of my hand wrapped around his dick as much as I’m enjoying having his tongue inside me.
Back and forth, I grind on his face, he grips my ass tight and smacks it hard while I take his tongue deep between my folds.
I never imagined that I would be a “spank me” kind of girl. When I was younger, I remember thinking it was weird.
But I love the feel of his big, rough hand giving me a swat firm enough to sting. It sends indescribable sensations coursing through me. I like it when he’s rough with me. I like the way he manhandles me. And I like the way Ben pushes my boundaries and gets me to do—and enjoy—things I never thought I would.
Ben’s tongue dances across my clit one final time, and I feel weightless. I feel like I’m falling from some tremendous height. My body grows taut, and a wild tremble begins in the pit of my belly and spreads outward, gripping my entire body. A stuttering gasp escapes me, and I buck even harder, a powerful orgasm tearing through me. Ben’s fingers press into my hips even harder, and he pulls me down onto his face, eating me furiously when I come.
“Oh my God,” I gasp.
I let out a sharp squeal when Ben takes hold of me and deftly spins me down to the bed. He parts my thighs and climbs on top of me, bracing himself on his arms. He looks down at me, and I feel a ripple of desire pass through my intimate parts as I watch the way my juices glisten on his face.
Staring up into those eyes makes me draw a sharp breath. He’s such a beautiful man, and I still can’t believe I’m here, having sex with him. I still can’t believe he wants me.
I’ve come to realize that deep down, I’ve never felt good enough. Never felt pretty enough. I was never one of those girls the boys flocked to back in school. Most of my friends had guys hovering around them all the time, and I always felt like an afterthought. I think that’s why it’s always been so easy for me to forgo men and relationships at all, and focus so strictly on my career. A combination of cripplingly low self-esteem and a healthy fear of rejection made that simple.
It’s why the way he looks at me, like I’m a living work of art and the most beautiful woman in the world means so much to me. It’s why I just stare at him in disbelief sometimes. I can’t believe that Ben Givens, a man who can have any woman he wants, actually wants me. That he seems to care about me. It's crazy for me to think of it sometimes. Okay, all the time.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispers.
His voice is low and gruff and sends sparks of desire shooting through me.
“Fuck me, Ben,” I say softly. “I need you inside of me.”
There’s a hunger in his eyes that makes me wetter than I’ve ever been before. Ben grabs my legs and roughly puts them up on his shoulders before he leans forward. I gasp when the head of his cock presses against my opening.
With one hard thrust, he is fully sheathed within me. My eyes widen, and I’m gripped by a flash of pain as Ben’s long, thick cock stretches me open. The pain quickly fades and is replaced by a rush of pleasure so overwhelming, I feel like I’m on the verge of passing out. I’m still not used to having something so big inside of me, but the way he slides along my wet inner walls, filling me up so completely, it feels like he’s made for me.
Ben starts to thrust himself into me. With my legs up on his shoulders, he’s deeper than he’s ever been, and it feels so incredible. I almost can’t breathe. My skin tingles like I’m awash in electrical sparks, and I’m growing so warm, it feels like there’s a fire inside of me burning out of control. He starts moving faster and harder, and I grip his forearms, hanging on for dear life as he rocks my entire body.
The sharp crack of our bodies colliding fills my heart with a joy I never thought I’d know, and looking up into his steely gaze fills my soul with a sense of love I never knew I could feel. I’m giddy and can’t keep the smile off my face. And as he pumps that long, thick cock into me, more than ever, I feel like we’re made for each other.