Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 128069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 427(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 427(@300wpm)
I burn. The equator has nothing on me right now.
I shed my boxer briefs and her lips widen into an O. She strokes her pussy faster as she stares savagely at my dick. I grab my aching cock, give it a tug. The tip of her tongue flicks across her bottom lip as she watches me touch myself.
“My girl is hungry for my cock, isn’t she?”
“I am,” she says.
I give it a rough jerk, so she can imagine easily how I fuck my fist to her. She arches as I tug. “Slide two fingers between your thighs,” I tell her as I let go and climb up on the bed.
She obeys.
“Part those lips for me,” I say as I move between her knees.
With her fingers in a V, she spreads her pussy lips, showing me how aroused she is.
My dick jumps, eager to meet her again. I give it another pump. “You’re fucking soaked,” I say in admiration.
“You’re fucking hard,” she counters.
I love her sass. Just fucking love it. I let go of my dick and drop my face between her thighs. I suck on her clit mercilessly. The gust of breath tells me she’s surprised. I suck harder, kissing her sweetness, lapping it up. She squirms against my face. One more deep, hot kiss. Then I stop, pull back, and coast my hand between her thighs, spreading all that wetness around some more.
Then, I lift my hand, the fingers wet from her. “You want this, Josie?”
“You know I do,” she says. My girl really likes her dirty videos.
I give her what she wants—I slap her pussy.
For a second, I hold my breath. Hoping she likes it. Wanting her to like it. Wanting her reality to match her research. The moment suspends, full of filthy desire as her blue eyes register shock. Then it’s like a pulse moves through her, a vibration. She murmurs something incoherently, then whispers clearly, “Again.”
Guess she likes it.
I lean in, kiss her sweet lips, then pull back, lifting my hand a second time before giving her a light slap once more. This time I use three of my fingers, right against her diamond of a clit.
It’s a quick smack, then I soothe it with a caress, spreading all that wetness around. I stare for a long breath at her pussy. She’s glistening. “Fuck, you look good like this, Josie baby.”
“I’d look better on my hands and knees,” she taunts as she takes off her glasses, setting them next to Frosty’s pic.
I groan, then flip her over, pushing up the shirt to the middle of her lovely back, lifting her ass, spreading those pale, pretty cheeks.
For a heady moment, I let myself enjoy the view of her like this—long, lean and, turned on. Lifting the shirt more, I move down her back, licking a path from her neck to the top of her ass, taking a beat to enjoy the flavor of her skin, that cinnamon scent that drove me wild the night I met her.
That drives me even wilder now.
I press a kiss to the top of her ass, and she shivers under me. Murmuring against her skin, I lay another soft kiss to her skin, then I’m not soft at all when I rope my arm around her, sliding my hand down, pushing one finger into her pussy, then two.
She bucks. “Oh my god,” she says, her breath halting. Her body knows what it wants though. She starts to fuck back on my fingers. I crook them, kissing the top of the small of her back as I fuck her ruthlessly with my fingers. Like she wants.
Two, then three. A hot, possessive kiss. A deep, greedy finger fuck. Then, I smack her ass with my free hand till she says, “Wes, fuck me please, now.”
I ease out my fingers. “You want my cock?”
“I do.”
“Say it,” I demand.
“Fill me with your cock.”
“Beg for it,” I encourage her.
“Please, fill me with your big dick,” she begs.
“That’s my dirty girl,” I say, then I let go so I can sit back on my heels. After reaching for a condom, I cover my dick, then get on my knees behind her, angling her up. “Look at you. So fucking wet you’re dripping,” I say, then I smack the head of my cock against her clit. She moans, a keening sound, carnal and inviting.
I do it again till she’s writhing, pushing her body back, asking for more and more.
I give it to her, slapping the tip against her clit till I’m raw nerve endings and she’s nothing but a chorus of please, please, please.
I angle up her cheeks, giving me more room to slide my cock into the warm, welcoming home of her pussy. The second, the very second I’m sliding in, my mind snaps. Wires fry. Circuits blow. This is so damn good. The heat, the friction, the tightness.