Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
I turned around until I was facing him and pushed down my shorts. “Use your imagination,” I replied.
His eyes dropped to my legs, and then he reached between them, running a finger over my slit. “You sure you were thinking about swing sets, sweets? This pussy is soaking wet.”
I sucked in some air and nodded. “Yeah, but lately, I stay wet and achy.”
His eyes flared. “Achy? As in you need to come?”
I nodded.
“It feels different,” he said, lowering himself to his knees and pushing my legs open so he could inspect me. He slid his knuckles through my open lips. “It looks swollen,” he murmured, then leaned in to lick, causing my knees to buckle.
“Mmm, I’m gonna need to eat it first,” he said, grabbing the chair closest to him and pushing me down into it. “Can’t have you collapsing on me.” He took my right leg and put it over the arm of the chair. “Damn, that’s pretty.”
I watched as he slid his hands under my bottom and pulled me to him before burying his face there and humming with pleasure as his tongue took long, slow strokes.
I slid my fingers into his hair and arched up to meet his mouth. He squeezed and pressed me in closer, growling as he did it.
“King,” I panted, my head falling back on the chair.
“That’s my sweet girl. I want your cum all over my face. So I can smell you all day.”
His naughty talk always sped things up.
I pulled at his hair and cried out, knowing that I was about to come. It gripped me, and I felt the gush as he let out a hungry groan just as my body splintered into a million brilliant, orgasmic pulses.
King licked my thighs as if he didn’t want to miss a drop before taking my hand and jerking me out of the chair, then spinning me around. His hand slapped my ass hard, causing me to jump. “That’s my fucking good girl,” he snarled as he slapped the other side. “Opening for me. So sweet. Now, you’re gonna squeeze my cock and take my load.”
I moaned and nodded.
He slammed into me hard, causing the chair to scrape against the deck. I cried out, gripping on to it to keep from falling.
“That’s it. Scream. I want people to hear you. Know I own this pussy. I’m the one filling it up.” He wrapped my hair around his hand and pulled back, causing my back to bend, then took my mouth hard.
I could taste myself, and it made me tremble from the dirtiness of it and how much I liked it.
“It’s fucking sweet, isn’t it?” he said as he thrust inside of me.
I felt another orgasm coming and let out a low moan just as he jerked behind me. I met his thrusts, wanting it as wild and unhinged as he could give it. Dark, dirty, twisted words fell from his mouth as our bodies slapped against each other.
When the climax took me, I shouted his name, and his arms wrapped around me as his release shot inside of me.
We’d had sex in most rooms of the house, but this was a first for the back patio. Smiling, I fell forward, resting my head on my hands, which were still holding on to the chair.
He moved away from me, but I didn’t move—I knew not to. He wanted to see it. He always wanted to see it. I shivered as his fingers played with his cum leaking from me, and he shoved it back inside me. Turning my head, I opened my mouth obediently, and he slid those same fingers into my mouth for me to suck.
“Almost fucking perfect.” His voice was thick.
Almost?
He removed his fingers from between my lips, and I let them go. Then, he tugged his jeans back up before reaching into his pocket. I glanced up at his face, confused, as I turned to sit down on the chair, about to ask him about that almost comment.
Before I did, he lowered himself to one knee and took my hand.
I saw it then.
The diamond ring glittering in the sunlight. I sucked in a breath as he picked up my hand and slid it onto my finger. He lifted his eyes to look at me with a wicked smile on his handsome face. Taking my hand, he kissed my ring finger.
“Now, it’s perfect.”