Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 123672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
“Hold the fucking frame, Ky,” he says, his gaze pointedly shifting to the door frame just behind my head, and I don’t hesitate, my hands flying over my head as I cling on to the narrow ledge to keep my balance, trusting Alex to hold the rest of my weight.
His gaze darkens with an intense hunger, and as they shift from my eyes back down to my cunt right in front of him, I know exactly what he’s seeing—the front of my soaked white thong just daring him to come closer.
“Alex,” I moan, watching as he tilts his face toward my pussy, inhaling deeply and sending me into near heart failure at the pure animalistic groan that tears out of him.
“Fuck, Ky. I need to taste this sweet pussy.”
“Please,” I groan, not giving a shit that he’s about to eat my pussy in the middle of our hallway. All that matters is how it’s going to feel when I come on his tongue.
Alex hooks his arms over my thighs and tears the thin material of my soaked thong at the seams, leaving me fucking bare for him. “God, I knew you’d have the prettiest fucking cunt, Mace,” he growls, his voice so damn thick and low, speaking right to the whoring vixen who lives within me and pleasing her more than ever.
Alex pushes my thighs further apart, spreading me wider until my legs are just about falling off his shoulders. He braces his elbows against my door to keep me up, and just as the desperation begins eating me alive, Alex dives in, unable to wait a moment longer.
His tongue immediately strokes through my core, starting at my entrance and trailing up to my clit, making my hips jolt with a fiery need. He does it again, and as he groans, I feel the vibrations from his lips right against my clit. “Oh God,” I cry, releasing one of my hands from the frame behind my head and knotting my fingers into his hair as though I could hold him right there against my cunt for the rest of time.
His tongue begins circling my clit, working it as though he knows my body better than I do, and my eyes grow hooded as I shamelessly watch the show. He flicks his tongue over my clit then closes his mouth over me, gently sucking before taking me harder.
Alex works me so perfectly, his tongue roaming up and down my cunt and making my body shudder with pure, unadulterated pleasure. It’s not long before I feel that familiar build deep inside of me, coiling like a spring, getting ready to explode.
He sucks and nips at my clit, every swipe of his tongue taking me higher.
I cling on to him, my fingers tightening in his hair as I cry out, the intensity creeping up on me. “Alex,” I groan. “YES!”
Then as he sucks against my clit, his tongue furiously flicking, it’s all I can take as the coil springs free, my orgasm exploding like a rocket and sending me soaring. I clench my eyes, my fingers balling into tight fists until my nails bite into my skin, the frame above my head long forgotten.
My pussy wildly convulses, and as I come hard, the intensity shatters me like glass. Alex continues working my clit, his tongue greedily lapping up my arousal like a starved man desperate for more.
My walls contract, and despite the overwhelming satisfaction and release of the wild sexual frustration I’ve felt since first meeting Alex, I’m still desperate for him. This small taste wasn't nearly enough to satisfy the hunger within me.
As I finally come down from my high, Alex reluctantly pulls his lips away and knocks my thighs off his shoulders, easily catching me in his strong arms. He lowers me back to my feet, and I clutch his shoulders as my knees shake beneath me, certain I’m going to crumble to the ground. As I take a moment to find my footing, Alex fixes my skirt around my ass, covering the goodies.
“Shit,” I breathe, barely able to comprehend what the hell just happened out here in the hallway.
He hovers closely, and as his straining cock presses up against my hip, my gaze drops between us. “Let me repay the favor,” I purr, more than eager to drop to my knees right here.
Alex shakes his head. “Mark my words, Kyah. You’ll repay the favor, but not like this,” he tells me, leaning in and letting his hot breath skim across my neck. “When you take me in your mouth for the first time, I want you on your knees in black lingerie with that collar strapped tightly around your throat. Only then will you taste me.”
My knees give out, and Alex tightens his grip on my waist, keeping me standing. “Go to bed, Mace,” he tells me. “I’ll swing by tomorrow and show you exactly how I want you.”