Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 179794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 179794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
Ginny moved to stand in front of him. “Kiss me.”
Obediently, Gavin kissed her.
Wrapping her good arm around his neck, Ginny began to relax. This wasn’t so bad. She could really get into this game. Pulling her mouth teasingly away to nibble on his earlobe, she then moved to his chest to lick each of his nipples. She was having a field day having Gavin at her command. How had she never heard of this game before?
Slowly, Ginny unbuckled his leather belt, her mouth going dry in excitement, anticipating touching his cock.
“Time.”
Blinking, Ginny looked at the clock. Realizing she had gotten carried away when kissing him, she removed her hand away from his pants to step back.
Expecting him to command her to remove her clothes, she was surprised when he told her to carry the desk chair to the middle of the room. Following his instructions, she waited for his next command.
Gavin sat down on the chair. “Go sit on the bed, facing me.”
Ginny sat on the bed.
“Pull you skirt up without standing up.”
Her blood began rushing through her veins like white water rapids. With one arm in the sling, Ginny had to take turns twisting her skirt to raise it, exposing the black panties underneath. The task accomplished, Ginny looked at Gavin, whose legs were sprawled out in front of him.
“Take off your panties.”
Ginny gave an internal groan. Using the same tiring method, Ginny removed her panties. She had just slid her panties off when Gavin called time.
Ginny knew she was in trouble when realization struck; he had timed the two tasks to the second.
Ginny lost precious seconds trying to decide what she wanted him to do next.
“Sit straight.”
Immediately, Gavin straightened in his chair.
Raising from the bed, she brazenly strolled toward him, as she had been advised. Leaning forward, she gave him her next order. “Unzip my top.”
Gavin slowly unzipped her top.
“Take it off.”
Gavin pulled the leather top off.
“Take my bra off.”
Gavin leaned forward to wrap his arms around her sides to unhook her bra.
Was she going to be brave and make him do what she wanted? Yes, she was.
“Lick my nipples.”
Gavin began licking her nipples.
Be bold, Ginny.
“Bite my nipples … gently,” Ginny hastened to add. Pain had never been her strong suit.
She brought her hand to his shoulder, steadying himself. Her knees felt as if they were about to crumble.
Be bold, flashed through her mind again.
Moving forward, Ginny straddled Gavin. She barely managed to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head at the exquisite sensations as his cloth-covered cock nestled under her crotch. Winding her arm around his neck, she wanted to tell him to kiss her but was afraid she would lose track of time again.
“My turn.”
Ginny’s eyes flew to the clock. Damn. She was going to have to do better with time management.
“Stand up.”
Ginny made a face at him. She was happy where she was.
Gavin stood, walking to the bed, then climbed onto it, laying down sideways on the bed. “Get on the bed, Ginny.”
Ginny lay down sideways like he had done.
Folding his arms under his head, he gave his next order. “Sit on my face.”
Ginny hesitated, wary of following his order. Gavin had never let her on top, regardless of what they were doing.
“I’m adding two minutes to my time … three ….”
Ginny moved before she lost any more time.
Slowly, she lowered her crotch to his face, nervously watching his reaction until his tongue ran amok. This time, she wasn’t able to prevent her eyes from rolling backward.
Ginny couldn’t have cared less about time as she felt desire skyrocket from her clit, mind-numbing ecstasy beckoning.
“Your turn.”
Blinking owlishly, on the edge of an orgasm, her throbbing pussy had her mind unable to form a thought.
Gavin turned his head to kiss the inside of her thigh. “May I make a suggestion? You could say make me come.”
“Yes,” she nearly screeched in happiness at the suggestion. “Make me come.”
Bracing her good arm on the mattress, Ginny spent the next twenty-seven minutes enjoying what Gavin could do with his mouth. She was in a middle of the most intense orgasm she’d had when the unimaginable joy was cut short at the dreaded word.
“Time.”
Wanting to cry, Ginny moved off his face.
“Stand on the floor by bed,” he directed. “Place your hand on the bed.”
Doing as he instructed, Ginny put her hand on the bed.
“Move it forward until I tell you to stop.”
Inching her hand forward, she stopped when he told her to. Ginny blushed at the position of her being hunched over the bed with her ass up in the air.
“Use your forearm to hold yourself up. I don’t want you uncomfortable.”
Letting her wrist go slack, Ginny balanced on her good forearm.
“Comfortable?”
“Yes.”
He smoothed his hand over the leather of her skirt before he twisted the skirt upward to her waist. “Don’t move.”