Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 148704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 744(@200wpm)___ 595(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 744(@200wpm)___ 595(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
First, she flicks it along the tip, grinning to herself when I groan, and then she comes in for a swift, solid swipe, lapping at the underside, and up and over the head.
My chest caves, a heavy breath pushing past the O my mouth has formed.
Again, she looks to me, and when she gives a little nod, I replant my feet, squaring my shoulders as I drive my hands into the sides of her hair.
She straightens her spine, holding my cock in both hands.
“Open wide, but comfortable.”
She does, and I ease my hips forward an inch.
“Take me in but keep that mouth open until I’m as deep as you want me.”
With a shaky breath and an excited gleam in her eyes, she listens, leaning forward.
The head of my dick disappears between her lush lips, the edge of the head scraping along her teeth a bit and making me jerk. She slides deeper, the heat of her mouth curling my fucking toes when she’s not even really touching me.
Once buried completely in her mouth, she seals her lips around me.
“Suck and slide back, all the way to the tip.”
She does, oh so fucking slow, until her lips are lulling over my head, and then she slides forward again, taking me deeper.
My nostrils flare, my hips pressing forward.
I want to fuck her face, grip her cheeks, and hold her there while I pump deep, but I won’t. Not until she’s ready for it.
“Use your tongue, swirl it like—” I cut off when she rolls it along me, slurping as she sucks, her cheeks hollowing. “That. Fuck, do that… whatever that is.”
She moans her satisfaction, a wave of confidence washing over her, and she takes me deeper, her knees shuffling in until her thighs are touching my legs.
She tips her head, swiveling back and forth, taking me in and out, shallow and then deep, so fucking deep.
She gags a bit, and I groan, my head dropping back, my hand tangling in her soft brown hair. I hold her loosely, following her bobs, and my grip tightens, my muscles contracting.
She pulls back, releasing me with a pop, but before my eyes can snap to hers, I’m back in the heat of her mouth, her tongue whirling wildly.
“Goddamn, baby. Mmm.” A frown builds along my brow. “Your mouth feels so good.”
She slides her lips along me, sucking until there’s no room for air in her mouth.
“Mmm, the way you suck my cock.” My fist tightens, and this time, I give a little tug. “The things you do with that tongue. I’m fucking gone for you, Sweets.”
My girl moans, she fucking moans, her eyes closing and my chin hits my chest.
She looks up, a dirty gleam in her gorgeous eyes, and I know she wants more, but she’s not quite sure what “more” would be, so I grip her face like I wanted to do before.
I trail my thumb along her upper lip, and around the bottom, and she gently presses her teeth to my skin.
A sharp hiss leaves me, and I bite into my lower lip, groaning as I flex inside her mouth.
“I’m gonna fuck your face now. Nice and slow to start.”
Her eyes flare, her chest heaving, and she tries to nod.
I do as I said, thrusting my hips forward, in and out, my cock sliding along her swollen lips, and she knows what to do.
She seals her shit tight, deepening the friction, and the fire in my groin blazes on, heating every ounce of my blood.
A deep groan rips from me and I press in farther, pulling out faster, and her eyes fixate on my face, flash across it, tracing every single inch without blinking, as if she doesn’t want to miss any part of what she’s doing to me.
Her tongue curls, sliding and gliding along me, right to left, left to right, all the fuck over, and I suck in a sharp breath, holding it.
Her eyes widen, and I know she’s got a little taste, my precum warning her I’m almost there.
I’m right fucking there.
I start to pant, eyes on hers, as I tangle her hair around my fists.
I want to fucking kiss her.
Touch her.
Rub on her.
I stop pumping when she flies up and down, doing all the work for me.
She sucks hard, soft little mews slipping from her.
She’s turned on, dripping wet, I’d bet, and it’s all because of this, what she’s doing to me.
She brings me to the edge of the cliff, but what she doesn’t know is I’ve already jumped.
I’m just waiting for my baby to leap, so I can catch her.
“I’m about to come, baby,” I tell her, looking her straight in the eye. “In your mouth, on your lips, or on your chest. You pick.”
She shivers and draws back.
I pump into her a few more times, and then my breath catches and she gasps, our gazes locked as she frees me from her mouth, but holds me against her open lips, my head resting on her swollen bottom one.