Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“Gabriel…”
I growl, and she gasps as I lift her from the pool and set her down on the edge of it. I move between her thighs, spreading them wide before I lean in and drag my tongue over her hot little pussy. Delilah moans deeply, and she gasps as my tongue pushes deep into her. Her hands slide into my hair, gripping it tightly as I tease my tongue up and down her lips. I slide to her clit, and she cries out as I suck her little bud between my lips and swirl my tongue over it.
She’s already close, and I know it. I push her further towards that edge, and my tongue teases her clit faster. Her moans fill my ears, and her fingers claw at my shoulders. I slide a finger into her pretty little pussy and curl it against her spot just inside while I suck her clit, and Delilah begins to tremble.
“Oh God! Gabriel! Gabriel…”
My name falling from her soft lips makes me so fucking hard, as does the sweet taste of her hot little cunt. I groan as I eagerly drink down her honey and suck on her clit, and her thighs begin to squeeze my head.
“I—I’m—! Gabriel!”
I curl my finger faster and swirl my tongue around and around her aching bud, until suddenly, with an aching, broken cry of pleasure, she shatters for me. She moans wildly as she comes hard against my tongue, her body arching and grinding against my tongue until she collapses, panting. She grabs my face and pulls me up to kiss me fiercely, and I growl as her legs wrap around me.
“What do you do to me?” She whimpers, kissing me heatedly. She reaches down and wraps her small fingers around my big, throbbing hard cock, and I grunt. She pulls away, grinning coyly before she slides off the edge of the tub, and slowly turns. She’s still holding and slowly stroking my cock, and she looks back at me over her shoulder, her hair across her lust-smoked eyes.
She pulls my aching cock against her ass, and I groan as she strokes me against her thigh. She spreads her legs a little, and with a soft moan, she guides my cock between her thighs. My swollen head pushes over her slick pink lips, and I hiss in pleasure as she whimpers.
“I—I wish we could do more,” she whispers. She frowns and looks at me over her shoulder. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to tease you, I just—”
“You’re waiting,” I growl. “And that’s fine.”
She melts against me, her back to my chest as I lean over her, twist her head to the side, and kiss her deeply. My cock throbs against her forbidden little pussy, and she whimpers.
“But you feel so good,” she moans softly. “I just wish there was something else we could do.” She blushes. “Something else I could try.”
She slowly pushes her ass back against me, and I groan as her soft little cunt teases over me. Delilah gasps and whimpers, shivering as she rocks on my cock.
“I—I just want to feel you a little,” she moans. Her hand is still wrapped around me, and she strokes my cock as she rubs the crown over her clit. She slides me up over her lips, not pulling me inside, but making my eyes roll back as my head glides over her silky wet pussy. She pushes back a fraction of an inch, and I groan as I almost push inside before we both catch ourselves.
“Whoa,” she breathes, panting. “That was close.”
“We should stop, Delilah,” I growl.
She nods. “I know, I just… I want to feel you so bad. I want you to just have me.”
She strokes my cock back and forth, rubbing my crown over her slick pussy lips until suddenly, she drags my head higher.
And then higher.
When my fat cock head teases over her tight little asshole, I hiss darkly in pleasure, and a whimper catches in her throat.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps.
“Delilah…” I groan.
“What about here?” she breathes out so quietly I almost don’t even hear her. But, I do, and my cock fucking lurches.
“Fuck, Delilah,” I growl darkly. She whimpers and strokes me, and gently, she pushes back. I can feel her tight little ring press against my head, and she gasps breathlessly.
“I—I want to,” she moans softly. “I want to try it.”
I groan. “You’re drunk, beautiful,” I purr into her ear, nibbling at her earlobe as she whimpers.
“I am not,” she breathes. “Well, a little, but I’m…” she half turns to me, grinning. “I’m not not drunk, to quote my favorite preacher.”
She twists her head further towards me, and I growl as I lean in and kiss her slowly and deeply before she pulls back breathlessly.
“I know what I want, Gabriel,” she whispers with heart in her voice.