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)
“Fuck,” he says, blowing his cheeks out. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
And with that, I lower the gun to his chest as he turns his face away, not able to watch, and as he slowly starts to relax into it, I feel his hand creeping up my thigh.
Two hours later, I’m sitting in nothing but my bra and thong, my head thrown back as Alex plunges his thick fingers deep into my cunt. “Fuck,” I groan, my tattoo gun hovering over his chest.
Turns out, I set myself up and made myself a losing deal. Apparently, Alex is the type of man who faces his fears head-on, not only overcoming them, but making them his bitch.
He’s been driving me wild with need for the past hour, and I’m fucking soaked for him. I’ve pushed through it, trying to focus on his tattoo, but I can’t do it anymore. It’s too much, and when his fingers start massaging my walls, I let the tattoo gun fall away. This design is too good to screw it up now.
“Oh fuck, Alex,” I groan, needing so much more.
He sits up a little higher on the chair, clearly realizing I’ve abandoned his tattoo, and he locks his other arm around my waist, yanking me up off my wheely stool. He settles me over his hips, and I immediately grind down over him, feeling just how fucking rock hard he is.
“Shit, Mace. I’ve got to have you,” he grunts, his hand curling around the back of my neck and pulling me in until his lips fuse with mine. He kisses me deeply, and I melt into him, needing everything he could possibly give me.
His fingers keep working me as I reach around my back and hastily unclasp my bra, letting the flimsy material drop down between us.
“Fucking hell,” he mutters, pulling back just enough to scan his hungry gaze down my body, his eyes filling with an intense desire. He immediately cups his hand over my tit, his thumb brushing over my nipple and gently pinching it as it hardens beneath his touch. “Always so fucking responsive.”
I groan, tipping my head back as he pinches my nipple again, sending an electric current shooting through my body and down to my core. “Mm-hmm,” I whisper, tearing off my gloves and throwing them somewhere behind me. “Only for you.”
He pulls me back in, those warm lips crushing mine, and as his tongue wars with mine for dominance, a fiery need slams through us both. I have to have him. I can’t possibly wait another second. “Alex,” I whimper, my hands plunging down between us and reaching for his belt.
“I know, Mace,” he mutters. “Me too.”
Getting his pants undone, I reach in and curl my fingers around his thick cock, not able to close my hand fully around him. Alex sucks in a breath, hissing through gritted teeth, and as I pull him free from the confines of his pants and really start working him, his hips jolt forward, pushing up into my hand.
His cock is fucking stunning, standing tall and thick. There are angry veins up and down his impressive length and my mouth immediately waters, desperate to know how he tastes, but I’m not fooling myself. Both Alex and I know there’s not going to be time for that tonight. The hunger is too much. I’m famished, and I need to feel the way he fills me, feel how he stretches me, and when I finally get what I want, I’m going to fuck him into oblivion.
His fingers plunge deeper into my core, his thumb rolling tight circles over my clit, and despite how good it is, I don’t want to finish like this. I need to come while riding his thick cock, and I won’t accept anything else. “Tell me we’re done waiting,” I pant, my chest heaving with a fierce desperation.
“Fuck yes,” he growls, his arm locking around my waist and lifting me just enough to tear my thong off my body, having no choice but to pull his fingers free at the same time.
“Thank God,” I breathe, my fist tightening around his huge cock, suddenly pleased that I prepared myself for this moment with the mistletoe monster cock stuck to my wall, because I don’t plan on taking my time or easing into it. I want to drop right over him and take him whole.
I’ve never felt desperation like this before, and I don’t hesitate, lifting higher on my knees and positioning him right at my core, his thick tip pressing at my entrance. Alex hisses, sucking in a deep breath. “Fuck, Mace. I can already feel how fucking ready you are.”
Pride surges through my chest, and I hold his stare as my tongue rolls over my bottom lip. I drop down over him, taking him whole until he’s bottoming out. “Oh God,” I cry out, my pussy walls already spasming around him as I get used to the delicious intrusion.