Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
She grabbed the straps of her dress and it slowly fell down her body, hugging each curve on its way down. She stood there for a few seconds and then sat on the bed, making sure to spread her legs, so I could see her perfect, pink pussy through her crotch less, black panties.
The door shutting, and the clicking of heels, turned my attention to the noise coming from where we just arrived. The girl that was staring at us before stood there with her back against the door. She was looking straight at Brooke and then at me.
My cock jolted and sprang up high, aching. My mouth went completely dry and parted slightly. I watched with fascinated eyes, as she removed her dress. It pooled at her heels, leaving her in nothing but a bra, panties, and fuck me heels; exactly how Brooke was dressed. She was fucking gorgeous, completely opposite of Brooke. She looked like she could be Latin. Her tan skin, dark eyes, dark hair, and big pouty lips made my dick jump. My mind immediately went to what they would feel like around my cock.
I felt ashamed and turned on. Two contrasting ends of the spectrum, but that’s the only way I could explain it. I looked back at Brooke, who was watching me like a fucking hawk, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do or allowed to do. I had no fucking clue what was going on. I didn’t want to disrespect her by asking, so I just sat patiently waiting for her next move. Brooke looked back at the girl that was standing there, eagerly waiting by the door, and made a come here gesture with her finger.
The girl grinned and strolled over, each step precise and calculated. I couldn’t help, but watch the way her deliciously, plump ass moved, and her ample tits bounced with each stride. Brooke was still sitting on the bed and the girl stopped when she stood in front her; right between her legs. Brooke scooted back on the bed, placing herself on her knees. They were now the same height, with Brooke behind her.
“You see that guy over there?” Brooke announced, nodding over toward me. “His name is Devon. Why don’t you tell him your name?” she asked, looking deep into her eyes.
The girl turned and peeked up at me. “Marina,” she revealed with a slight Spanish accent.
“Marina,” Brooke coaxed, making her turn back to face her. “Devon is a really nice guy, and he’s probably over there thinking that he shouldn’t be hard at the sight of you. But it’s okay, because you made me wet the second you stepped into the room,” she said, looking over at me. “I told you that tonight I am a VIP, Devon, and I meant it, so right now you could consider yourself a client. With every client we always, always, make sure that they get a show,” she paused. “Now… I’ll ask you again. Do you want to play? Because if you do… I guaran-fucking-tee you that you will have the time of your life.”
I rubbed my finger back and forth against my lips, which were suddenly dry. “What are the rules?” I blurted before thinking.
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“There are none,” I informed, making his eyes widen and his jaw drop.
I would be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on, with how loyal he was being. It was admirable and fucking adorable to witness.
He cleared his throat. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? Once we cross this line, there’s no going back, Brooke,” he cautioned as if I didn’t already know.
I took a deep, exaggerated breath and pulled Marina onto the bed; she came effortlessly. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. We were both on our knees in the middle of the mattress; I slowly slid the strap of her bra down her arm and then the other. I grazed my finger along her cleavage, making sure to stop right above her nipple; never taking my eyes off of her. I walked my fingers to the clasp at her back and undid it. It immediately fell onto the bed and her big, perky breasts bounced free.
She took my lead and proceeded to do the same thing to me. I moved her hair from her face, and roughly pulled it back at the nook of her neck. My face now hovered above hers. I leaned forward, and kissed and licked along her jawline, making my way down her neck. Her skin was soft and smooth, and she smelled like lavender and lilac. Once I got to her breasts, I slowly blew on her nipples, making them hard pebbles, before taking the tip of my tongue and licking back and forth.
I used my other hand and kneaded her other breast, while I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I could hear her heartbeat elevate; her skin was perspiring. I brought her lips to meet mine. The kiss started off gentle, we tasted each other’s scent and her cherry lip-gloss assaulted my senses.