Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“Oh, you’re going to get it now. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I push my sweats off my hips, stepping out of them as she drops to a hip, tits bouncing as she does, pink-tipped nipples tight, and damn, her fingers are working at the waistband of her boy shorts, about to bear her body to me.
“I can’t wait.” The fabric barely leaves her before I’m grabbing her ankles, pulling her until her legs drop over the side of the bed. I crawl up and settle my hips between her legs. I’m going to take my time, taste every delicious inch, starting with her lips. I don’t bother responding. With every breath she takes, my chest rasps against her chest, feeling her tight, pebbled tips as my mouth seeks hers while I hold her head in the palms of my hands, slanting my lips across hers. She allows me to take over. The dominant side in me peeks its head out, wanting to take my time but also hurry all at once.
“More,” Vanessa breathes into my mouth. My cock glides along her slit, wetness coating me along the way. She hikes her legs over my hips, and I feel her feet dig into my lower back.
“Patience, Nessa, patience.” I move away from her lips and coast down the slope of her neck, stopping at her collarbone. I know exactly what I’m doing. It’s her tick, the one that has her lifting her hips, attempting to notch her pussy at the head of my cock. I pull my hips back. I’d love nothing more than to slide deep inside her, but that’s not happening until I get a taste of her sweetness right from the source. I lick, nip, and suck enough to leave a light bruise on one collarbone before moving to the other, matching the marks.
“No,” she grumbles when I move further down her body, my cock leaving where we both want to be so much. I can wait, though. Vanessa, maybe not. Instead of responding, I wrap my lips around a nipple and pull it in deep, until my tongue has it suctioned to the roof of my mouth. She squirms beneath me. Her hands that were holding on to the messy sheets beneath our bodies move to my hair, tugging and gripping. The nipple I’m not lavishing with my mouth, I use my fingers on, pinching and pulling, trying to emulate what I’m doing on the other side. With the way she is moving around, it won’t be long until her patience is shot. Either that, or she’ll come without me using my mouth on her cunt. A thought I’ll be saving for a later date. I’ll see if she can come from nipple play alone.
“You want more, babe? I’ll give you more.” I move to her other nipple, allowing the air to do its job on the wetness I left in my wake, knowing that the sensation will only have her needier and greedier than what she already is.
“Says the man who won’t lower his head further or give me his cock.” She arches her back. That’s when I leave her nipple. It seems my kitten is letting the claws come out, getting mouthy. If I had planned this any better, I’d be lying on my back, her thighs on each side of my face, licking her from clit to ass, seeing just how much of a dirty girl she can be, all while she takes my cock to the back of her throat.
“Next time, I’m going to give you something to do with that mouth of yours, Nessa, maybe with my cock, maybe with one of my ties,” I tell her as I kiss a path down the center of her body, stopping here and there to lick or softly bite the skin of her stomach.
“I’ll take your cock. Not so sure you want a thousand-dollar tie ruined by my mouth.” I lay my forehead on her lower abdomen, breathing her in, soft earthy scents mixed with the underlying tones of coconut.
“Don’t give a fuck about a tie, a suit, any piece of furniture. Having that memory seared to my mind, it’d be fucking worth it.” I lift my head, letting her see the truth in my facial expression.
“Duly noted. Maybe next time?” she questions. Her hair is a mess, from both of our hands, and I’m thinking I’ve met my match in every way possible. I dip my head, having dropped to my knees along the way.
“Definitely. Feet flat on the mattress, Nessa.” I help her situate herself until her thighs are spread open, heels touching her ass, opening her up for my view. I flick my tongue along her slit, my hands on her inner thighs making it impossible to close them as I take my first taste. A groan leaves me. After waking up, feeling her pussy on my body, her heat, and smelling her scent, I’ve got her right where I want her, open and willing. I drag my tongue down to her entrance, pushing inside, drinking right from the goddamn source. It’s liquid fire to my tongue. One taste will never be enough. Fuck holding back. I’m going to take and take until there’s no more left.