Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
She’s on her side on the bed, facing me. Light green lace panties cover her pussy. The rest of her is bare. Her head rests on her arm. Her hair is cascading like a lush brunette wave over her shoulder.
“You said something about me being naked,” she purrs.
I will never claim to have had a hand in the transformation she’s undergone during the past few weeks. When she admitted to being a virgin at her sister’s wedding, she scurried away as if the words were tainted with shame.
I can’t say if that was the case or not, but this woman in front of me is as sure of herself as anyone I’ve ever met.
She knows the effect she’s having on me, and the soft smile on her lips tells me it’s bringing her all kinds of satisfaction, as it should.
“Fuck.” The word leaves me as a curse but morphs into a request when it reaches her.
She nods. “Yes, please.”
I wore too many goddamn clothes today. My three piece suit is suddenly too tight, the shirt under is cutting into my shoulders, and the tie is so constricting that I feel like I’m being suffocated.
Her gaze never leaves me as I tear them off as quickly as I can, dropping everything on the floor, including my expensive watch and diamond cufflinks.
A laugh escapes her. “You’re eager.”
“For you,” I growl as I finally push my boxer briefs to the floor, freeing my cock.
Her lips purse as she lets out a tiny, staggered breath. “Remember that this will be my first time sucking you.”
“Sucking my…” I lead her toward what I want her to say, what I sense she wants to say.
I need for this woman to feel free with me. I want to be her safe place to experiment, whether that’s with her body or her words.
Her legs move slightly as her gaze latches on mine. “This will be my first time sucking your cock.”
Desire drives me to the bed with heavy footsteps. Once I’m there, I’m on top of her, straddling her shoulders as my throbbing cock rests just below her chin.
“My glasses,” she whispers. “Put them somewhere.”
I take them off carefully, and when I reach to drop them on the nightstand, they almost tumble from my hand because I feel her lips touch the tip of the crown of my cock.
I somehow put the glasses down in one piece before I’m right above her, looking down at her again.
I watch as my cock disappears between her lips.
Her eyelids flutter shut as she takes more.
Her mouth and the soft moans threading out of her feel like so much that I have to reach forward to grip the headboard. I hold tight as she wraps her fist around the root of my cock.
“You’re so good,” I praise her as she takes more.
The need to rut inside her mouth is strong, but I fight the urge.
I have to tamp down my need and go slow, so with shallow thrusts, I fuck her pretty little mouth until I feel my balls tighten, and with a heavy push back, I come all over her tits and neck.
Sitting naked on the edge of the bed, I push my palms into my eye sockets. The vision of Carrie’s face after I came all over her will never leave my mind.
A languid, content smile crept over her lips as my cum covered her skin. She admonished me briefly, but that came with a note of satisfaction in her tone.
“I wanted to taste it, Rook,” she pouted, but the words held no weight because her fingers were already trailing through the mess I’d made between her tits that reached all the way up to the bottom of her neck.
When she used her fingertip to line her lips with my release, I was hard again. When her tongue traced over the path to taste me, I crawled off the bed, sheathed my cock, and fucked her hard until she came in a cry that pierced my very soul.
What I feel for her transcends the sex. It’s that good, but what’s happening inside my heart is beyond all of that.
For the first time in my life, I’m falling in love.
“Rook!” Carrie calls to me from the bathroom. “Come join me.”
She wants me to sink into the oversized tub with her and get lost in the bubbles. In the giddy afterglow of our fuck she dropped the bottle of Matiz bubble bath into the tub, spilling the fragrant liquid.
She laughed it off as she started the water. I stood behind her and stared at her, captivated by everything about her.
I scrub my hand over my neck before I push to stand. “I’m coming!”
“You will be,” she playfully volleys back. “I think I can make you do that just with my hands.”
Just with her hands.