Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
She nods. “Ok, so what are we going to do about it? I’ll have to play really fucking dumb when I’m hooded. I’ll know exactly who you are.”
I don’t back down with the honesty.
“I don’t know,” I tell her. “If the other stakeholders find out, it’s going to cause havoc.”
“Yeah, I figured. For both of us.” She fluffs her hair up, giving a flash of Creamgirl. “I’ll manage it. I’ll play the game, don’t worry.”
Only that’s not what I’m worried about.
The thought of sharing her with Bry and the gang seems horrifying. I’ve been avoiding the group thread all day. But that’s not a concern for now, and it’s one for me to come to terms with, not her. She’s grinning as she picks up the squirty cream.
“This for me as well? Gonna make me a hot chocolate, are you?” She lets the robe drop open, displaying her gorgeous tits, and the mood changes. The power of need takes a different direction as she teases her nipples. “How about we have a sample first, Mr Sinclair?”
I’m already walking over to her as she shakes the can and sprays cream all over her tits, but it’s not her tits I’m interested in right now.
I take the can as I pin her to the counter.
“Open your mouth,” I say, and she does as she’s told, parting those gorgeous lips nice and wide. “Don’t swallow,” I tell her as I fill her mouth up with cream in a sugary explosion.
And then I kiss her.
I taste that sugary cream straight from her tongue, sucking it from her mouth before my tongue dances with hers. She moans along with me, grinding against me as I kiss her with desperate, wet need.
“Look at you,” she says when we stop for air, her face and tits a wonderful creamy mess.
My tie and shirt and suit jacket are smeared with the stuff, so is my beard.
She swipes a finger across my beard and licks it. “You look like the cat that got the cream.”
I’m grinning like the proverbial cat when she threads her fingers through my hair and pulls me in for another kiss. A slow, languorous kiss that has my cock swelling against her belly.
Just like I’ve been dreaming of all fucking day.
19
TIFFANY
Squirty cream and hot kisses. What a perfect combination.
I press my tits against Reuben’s smeared shirt, loving the warmth against my nipples as my mouth meets his for another round. I can’t get enough of him, raking my hands through his silver fox hair.
My fears have disappeared under the lust. My need for closeness pours out of the closet like a broken dam.
He kisses me like we’re underwater and I’m his only source of air. I kiss him back like my life depends on him, pushing his jacket from his shoulders until he shrugs it to the floor. My fumbling fingers work at his tie, our mouths inseparable. I undo his shirt buttons one by one, practically tearing his shirt from him to feel his hot flesh against my creamy tits.
We’re still kissing as we fumble our way to the kitchen door, my back sliding against the hallway wall as I giggle against his mouth.
“We could just walk,” I tell him, but he shakes his head.
“No. I need your mouth too much for that.”
He keeps on kissing me, guiding me backwards, and when we reach the stairs I fall back, my ass landing on the third step with a thump that makes me giggle.
I reach for him, expecting him to help me up, but no.
The gorgeous man lowers himself on top of me. I wrap my arms around his neck and his mouth is back on mine as I bump myself up, a step at a time, my tits bouncing and sliding against his creamy chest. My legs wrap around him as we reach the top, gripping him in position as he devours my mouth.
I want to beg for his cock, but it seems I don’t need to beg.
He breaks the kiss and I let go of my grip, panting as he unbuckles his belt.
And I’m buzzing like crazy when his trousers and his boxers are shoved down.
His cock springs free.
Fuck me. It’s long, it’s girthy, it’s popping with veins and…
He kicks his trousers and pants away and my legs open for him. He climbs on top of me, right there on the top stair.
I’m not used to straight up fucking without filthy games as a buildup. It’s an unusual sensation to have him ease his cock into me sensually, an inch at a time. Such a beautiful tease. He kisses my chin, my cheeks, the corners of my mouth. He licks smeared cream from my neck as I finally get the full length of him, and then he captures my mouth for a whole new round as I moan with his cock buried deep.