Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Bex leans forward working on the buttons of my dress shirt. She flips them open one at a time, her eyes fixed on my chest. I shake it off and let it fall to the floor. Her delicate fingers make contact with my skin, and my dick grows harder against my jeans. The physical agony she’s putting me through makes me work faster.
I retrieve a condom from my wallet and then strip my boxers and jeans, now working on getting rid of Bex’s clothes. When I slip my fingers beneath the band of her shorts, she lifts her hips. In one quick motion, I remove her panties and shorts throwing them behind me.
Resuming my position between her legs, I bend down to suck on her nipple, taking it between my teeth, nibbling on it while I massage her other breast. She moans so loud I can’t think straight. Kissing my way to her mouth, I open her legs wider and push two fingers inside her wetness. And I’m officially dead because her pussy is so fucking sweet. So damn wet.
“Preston,” she purrs against my lips. “Ahh, yes… keep doing that.”
I smile at her words, her pleasure my primary focus. If all we have is tonight, I want her to remember me for the rest of her life. I want her to realize one time will not be enough. Because I’m not so sure I can have sex with Bex once. The closer we become, the more I need her in my life.
“Oh, my… I’m gonna…” Her words die off in her throat.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby.” I add another finger, my pace quickening. Dipping my head to kiss her neck, I mutter, “Your pussy feels so fucking good. Come for me. Strangle my fingers like they’re my cock.”
She moans in response, her mouth open and her head tilted up to the ceiling. Her body tightens then trembles. Bex rocks her hips against my hand, and my fingers push in further filling her completely. Her orgasm shakes through me, heightening my pleasure. My dick is rock-hard and digging into her thigh. She finishes seconds later with a chunk of my hair fisted in her hands.
With her juices coating my fingers, I raise them to my mouth to taste. “Fuck, Bex. You taste as good as you feel. I said it would be one time, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get you out of my head.”
“You know the deal, Preston.”
She has a smart-ass look on her face, so I wipe it away by pulling down her bottom lip and smear her juices across it.
“I’m not good at following rules.”
Her eyes flicker with acknowledgment. In this moment, she doesn’t give a shit about rules or deals. Neither of us do.
“Taste yourself,” I order, holding out my fingers to her.
Hesitant, she sticks out her tongue and licks her lips. A seductive look reaches up to her blue eyes.
“That’s a good girl.” I fist my cock in my hand, rubbing it along her slick folds, and she stares down, taking in my size. Her eyes widen, and she bites her bottom lip.
Desperate to be inside her, I reach for the condom on the counter and roll it down my length. Her lips part as I inch into her, the look on her face so sexy, I hope I don’t come on the spot.
“You feel so…” Closing my eyes, I can’t even get the words out.
“Good,” she whispers.
“Yesss… so fucking good.” I rest my forehead against hers, pushing through her inner walls, stretching her out. “You’re so wet for me. So fucking tight. It’s like fucking a… virgin.”
“I’m not,” she whimpers, one eye closed as I fill her. She digs her fingers into my shoulder and chokes out. “I can’t believe I’m pucking Parker.”
I almost laugh at her comment assuming I heard wrong and the beer has gone to my head.
She feels amazing, soaking wet and tight, milking my cock with her pussy. Gripping her hips, I slam into her, and she screams. Every time she says my name, I fuck her harder, faster. I can’t get enough of her pussy. I try not to think about how good it feels, or how much I never want to stop, because I need to last.
When I can’t take it anymore, but I don’t want to come yet, I pull out of her and flip her over. Holding her thighs apart, I take my time, making slow deliberate movements. I watch my cock slide out of her dripping wet pussy. I palm her ass with my hands and spread her wider. She looks at me over her shoulder and bites her bottom lip.
The carnal look in her eyes fuels my hunger. Slowly, like a ball of string unraveling, Bex loses control. And it’s perfect. The sexy sounds she makes. How tight she grips my cock with her pussy. The moans I rip from her lips.