Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“Look at me, Nate,” she said again and as he watched, she cupped her full breasts and lightly teased the nipples through the sheer lace of her gown.
“God, baby—that’s fucking hot,” he growled as she moaned softly at the pleasure she was giving herself. He understood now why she’d wanted to tie him up—his hands itched to cup those beautiful breasts and tease them himself—both with his fingers and his tongue. It was better that he was restrained because he wanted her so badly it would be hard to keep his hands off her otherwise.
“Good…that’s good,” Lan’ara breathed. She had her hair up in a bun at the back of her neck but now she reached up and pulled it free. The long, dark waves came cascading down around her shoulders making her even more bewitchingly lovely.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Nate told her. “Are you going to touch yourself for me, baby? Are you going to tease those tight nipples and pet that soft little pussy?”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” As she spoke, Lan’ara loosened the tie at the side of the dress, which caused the deep V neck to open, revealing her breasts completely. Then she reached down and opened the bottom of the gown, showing him the plump lips of her soft little pussy.
“God!” Nate groaned, shifting on the bed restlessly. Damn, he wanted to get his hands on her! In the short time they’d been together he had gotten addicted to touching her sweet, curvy body. He felt like a man in withdrawal being shown the drug that he craved desperately without being able to take it.
“Good, Nate. Now, your positive emotions are flowing,” Lan’ara murmured. “Let’s see what we can do to keep that up.”
She climbed on the bed with him and straddled him, her bare pussy just inches above his straining shaft, which was tenting the material of his trousers. Nate could smell her sweet, feminine scent—the aroma of her desire—and it drew him to her and made his mouth water to taste her soft little cunt.
“God, sweetheart—want you so much!” he growled, unable to help himself.
“I know…I can feel your lust,” Lan’ara murmured. She ran her hands over her breasts and down between her legs. Parting her pussy lips with two fingers, she let Nate get a glimpse of her wet inner folds, glistening with her juices.
As he watched, she dipped two fingers into her pussy and swirled them around the ripe little bud of her clit. Nate swore he could almost feel her pleasure as she threw back her head and moaned, bucking her hips as she continued to stroke her soft inner cunt.
“God!” he groaned, shifting again. His cock was so hard it ached. He couldn’t help remembering the way she’d rubbed herself against him when they were still in the Touching phase of their Claiming period. Was she going to do that again?
But for now, Lan’ara seemed content to simply touch herself while he watched. She thrust her fingers deep inside her pussy, fucking herself and making Nate wish it was his hand between her legs instead. He wanted to touch her—wanted to taste her, damn it! He’d always loved going down on a woman, but Lan’ara’s scent drew him in ways he’d never been drawn before. He felt like he might die if he didn’t get to taste her!
As though reading his mind, she withdrew her fingers, glistening with her juices, and pressed them to his lips.
Nate sucked them eagerly into his mouth. At once the sweet and salty flavor of her honey flooded his tongue, making him groan raggedly.
“Do you like that, Nate?” Lan’ara’s voice was a low, sensual purr. “Do you like the taste of my juices?”
“Fucking delicious, baby,” he growled, looking up at her. “Give me more!”
“I’ll give you more,” she promised. “But how would you like it right from the source?”
Nate licked his lips hungrily.
“Yes, baby—give it to me,” he urged. “Feed me that sweet little pussy—I want to lick you raw!”
His words seemed to fire her up to the same fever pitch of lust he was feeling himself. Without hesitation, she rose to stand over him and parted the white lace dress even wider. Because of their height difference, she really only had to lean forward to give his tongue access to her bare pussy.
Nate leaned forward as well, to meet her, and lapped eagerly, his tongue sliding easily between her swollen outer lips. Lan’ara moaned and wove her fingers through his hair as she offered herself, giving him what he’d been wanting almost from the moment he’d first seen her.
He tongued the tight little button of her clit, circling it over and over, feeling her tremble against him as he lapped her. Above his head, his hands were clenched into fists of tension—God, he wanted so much to grab her hips and swing her around and down so that he could spread her out on the bed and feast on her properly! But for now, bound as he was, he could only take what she offered him.