Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
His mouth moved from one breast to the other, molding the supple flesh in his hands and sucking feverishly as though he worshipped me. He bit them and I moaned. Waves of sensation washed over me. I knew I was close to climaxing. When I thought I was close to orgasm, he moved away from my nipples altogether and began to trace kisses down my torso. I watched as he headed downwards. I was completely overwhelmed with the need to come. When he reached the band of my shorts, he returned his gaze to mine and gave a low but sharp command.
“Lock your arms around my neck.”
I immediately obeyed, and without taking my gaze from his he lifted me just slightly off the table. In no time, the band was unfastened and the pull of my zipper rang out across the room. This would be my first time. Well, the first time that I would be aware of. As I had grown up, I had come to realize that I’d been touched before. I instinctively knew how things worked, but I couldn’t remember any of it. Perhaps I’d lost my virginity to some boy during the time my memories were lost.
"You will never regret this,” he muttered, and the emotion in his words struck me.
Tears stung my eyes at the promise, and I couldn’t understand why.
“I will protect you,” he swore as he pulled the shorts from the curve of my ass. “I will take care of you, and I will make sure that you’re the happiest woman on earth.”
I was so shocked by his intense promises I couldn’t speak. He pulled my shorts down my legs, and tossed them aside. My legs were jerked apart, and all I had on before him was a lacy white thong, and I knew that the thong had moved while he was carrying me and it was now stuck between my pussy lips. I wanted to pull it out, but I couldn’t move. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest I could barely breathe. He stared down at the quivering, wet flesh in front of him as if he was mesmerized. Finally, he raised his gaze up to me.
“Oh, Willow. How beautiful you are,” he breathed.
He lowered to his knees, and my heart lurched when I realized what he was about to do. He was going to do that thing that Sandra loved. He was going to eat me out.
My legs instantly tried to close shut but he grabbed the underside of my thighs, and kept them wide apart.
“No, don’t. I’ve been dreaming of this.”
He began to trace hard, heated kisses along the insides of my thighs.
Soon he arrived at my pussy and he pressed his face hard and shamelessly against it. Then he took a good, hard inhale of my sex. Surely, this was not normal. Surely men and women didn’t smell each other like this. I felt myself begin to unravel.
25
Willow
“Caleb?”
“You smell like heaven, Willow,” he said to me, his voice gruff.
Gripping the lace he pulled it to the side, and I was fully exposed to his hungry eyes. I felt the cool air in the room brush across my sex, and the exposure made me shudder. I had never been so glad then that he had turned the lights off before all of this began. Without warning he opened his lips wide and sucked my entire sex into his mouth. I wanted to shut my legs. This was too intimate … too unnerving, too incredible.
But my sex was trapped inside his mouth, and from the look of things he wasn’t going anywhere. For a while I just felt nothing but pleasure at the sensation of his hot mouth working my entire pussy. My hands violently gripped the edge of the table and my eyes rolled to the back of my head, as intense tremors coursed through me at the erotic stimulation.
“Caleb,” I rasped, but he was just starting.
He moved back slightly and his tongue shot out. He started licking me from the base of my sex, all the way to the engorged bud at the top. He licked me diligently, like a dog licking a plate, as if he was savoring the liquid pouring out of me, as if it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.
His lips closed around my clit and that was my undoing.
The intensity of his suction, coupled with the diligent stroke of his tongue across the immensely sensitive tip, made me almost fly off the table. I grabbed onto his head, trying my hardest to push him away, but at the same time caging him in place with my legs and grinding my pussy into his face.
He ravished me with an insatiable hunger, until my body arched into a deep bow and my hands clawed into his silky hair, as the rolling waves came and swept me away. I saw stars, I saw colors. It was indescribably beautiful. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced. The ecstasy was so intense I felt as if I was outside my body and flying. But eventually, my body collapsed onto the desk and my hips jerked like a caught fish at the aftermath of his onslaught.