Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 126840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
With a smirk on her lips and heat still in her eyes, she walked right by him, dumping her purse in the armchair as she went.
Core took three deep breaths.
Then he turned on his boot and followed.
She was legs wide, belly to the bed, moaning into his comforter as she took his cock.
Her dark hair was all over, she’d curled her fingers into the material at her sides to hold on, and she was egging him on with her cunt.
He was almost there, it was gonna be huge, and this time, he wasn’t going to blow in a condom.
So he pulled out, rolled her over, straddled her, slid the condom off and took himself in hand so he could come on her skin.
She watched for a second then moaned, “No,” wrapped her fingers around his at his dick and tugged it toward her face.
He followed her lead, she shifted under him, he positioned and thrust into her mouth.
Fucking Christ.
Wet heat.
Her nails went into the flesh of his ass as she took his face fucking, sucking when she could, licking when she got the chance, and damn, she was too much, with a grunt then a long, low groan, he shot down her throat.
He glided as she sucked at him before he started losing the hard.
Only then did Core slide out.
He rolled to his back.
He got a couple of breaths in and then her face was over his, her hair curtaining them.
Before she could open her mouth, he ordered, “There’s a shiny black bag in my duffel in the laundry room. Go get it.”
More bright eyes from Hellen and then she raced off.
He had no idea what she thought her present from LA was going to be, he just hoped she liked it. Then again, when he’d given her a version of it before, she’d gone wild, so he was betting she would.
He was on his side, up on an elbow when she came back.
He’d been looking at the ceiling when she left, so he hadn’t notice her pull on his tee.
He frowned.
She bounced on the bed, settling on her knees, ass to calves, holding the shiny bag that had been crunched in his duffel.
“Can I open it?” she asked.
“Yup.”
She pulled the box out, threw the bag to the side, then opened the box.
She’d just drained his dick, but it still stirred at the noise she made when she saw what was inside.
Pink tinged her cheeks as slowly, her eyes came to his.
“You want it?” he asked.
She nodded.
“C’m ’ere, baby,” he called gently.
She came to him as he sat up, but twisted and reached to his nightstand.
He got what he needed, took the box from her, took care of business with the tube of lube, then laid back and touched a finger to his mouth before he murmured, “Lose the tee and climb on.”
She did as told, and while she rode his face, he slipped her new plug up her ass.
That sound came back when she took it and she rode his face harder.
He held her to him with one hand, reached with the other to grab her tit and squeeze her nipple. He’d fucked her ready, so it didn’t take long before she got wild and drenched and came in his mouth.
He held her there to lick her clean while she whimpered, then he dragged her down his body and took her weight, her breaths still sharp against the skin of his neck.
“Good?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Missed you,” he murmured, giving her a squeeze with his arms.
“I could tell,” she replied.
Core smiled at the ceiling.
“I got you something else while I was in LA,” he told her. “But you preempted that by giving me crocodile wallpaper, which, warning, if you and your girls have any more plans for surprises, means you’ll earn getting fucked, plugged and eaten out.”
Her body on his trembled with her laughter.
“And here I am marveling at my newfound knowledge of what a unique gift giver you are,” she joked.
“Smartass,” he muttered.
She got serious. “I’m not complaining about what you got me.”
“Noticed that,” he replied, running a hand down her back to her ass, which she tipped just that little bit for him when he got there, something else that stirred his cock.
He touched the cool jewel at the end, the reason for his pick. It was purple.
He was looking forward to seeing that winking at him.
She pressed her face in his throat and whispered, “Are you gonna fuck me there?”
“Want it?”
“I think so.”
“Never had it?”
“No.”
“We’ll try, see how you like it.”
“Okay.”
He gave the plug a little twist.
She twitched on him and licked his throat.
She was going to like it.
“Ready again?” he asked.
“Had enough of a breather?”
“Is that a challenge?”
She lifted her head and looked down at him.
“Yes.”
He surged up.
An hour later, when he got back from the bathroom, he saw his woman sprawled on his bed on her belly, plug winking, eyes closed, passed out.