Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
I plunged my tongue inside of her and she cried out, her pussy clamping down and her juices running down my chin. I would never get enough of her taste. I began to tongue fuck her as one hand played with her clit, twisting and plucking.
Her cries became louder and more frantic. “Yes! Yes! Ah, ah, oh!” Then she screamed my name as I replaced my tongue with a finger and sucked hard on her clit.
“Mmmm, so delicious,” I murmured as I licked up her back, getting to my feet. Once I was standing, I cupped her tits and pressed my erection against her lower back. “Feel how much I need you?” I whispered with a lick to the shell of her ear. I squeezed and massaged her tits and she shuddered, whimpering. “My cock is desperate to be inside you, to feel you gripping me with your tight pussy.”
I pulled her hips out, then used one palm to press her down. Putting both hands on her hips, I bent my knees, lowering just enough to line my cock up with her entrance and thrust inside. I yanked her back against me as I drove up deep into her pussy, our skin slapping together as I bottomed out.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I groaned, pulling almost all the way out and driving back in. Come was dripping from my cock, my balls drawing up tight, but I wasn’t ready to let go yet. I set a punishing rhythm, slamming into her, our mixed cries of pleasure echoing off of the walls.
I brought her back up suddenly, her back flush against my front, then lifted one of her legs and put my arm underneath it from behind, holding her wide open. My other hand journeyed down to play with her clit, then I dipped a digit inside her for a tighter penetration, my finger following the rhythm of my cock, but curling up each time to reach her sensitive spot. The heel of my hand rubbed her outer bundle of nerves and she began to scream.
I couldn’t hold it in anymore so I removed my finger and pinched her clit as I pounded into her two more times, then roared with my own climax as it barreled through me like a fucking freight train.
Chapter Twenty-Four
CARLY
“This is more like it, much closer to how I imagined we’d spend our wedding night,” I whispered, my lips brushing against Brandon’s chest as I cuddled against him in our bed. After he’d finished cleaning me up, since he’d gotten me all dirty again, he’d toweled me off, lifted me into his arms, and refused to let me go. Not that I put up much of a fight. If I had my way, I’d never leave his embrace again.
“You pictured yourself on your knees, sucking me off in apology and getting your ass spanked the prettiest shade of pink before I made you scream my name?”
“Don’t be a jackass,” I grumbled, smacking his chest.
“What?” he asked, trying to sound innocent. “It’s exactly how I imagined it, except for the apology part.”
“Maybe it was the opposite of what I’d pictured,” I murmured.
“How so?”
“As much as I love the feel of your cock in my mouth, I’m kind of partial to the sight of you being the one on your knees.”
“Then I’d better get on my knees since my new wife should have everything she wants.” He rolled me onto my back and settled in between my legs. Spreading my thighs wide, he rose onto his knees to bend over me and curl his lips around one of my aching nipples. My back arched off the mattress as he licked his way down my body. He paused, his mouth hovered over my quivering pussy, and my hips jerked even higher.
“Don’t torture me,” I begged.
He lowered his head, his tongue lapping at my pussy in long, slow licks that drove me crazy. Then he spread my folds with his thumbs and feasted on me. His tongue licked, his lips sucked, and his teeth nipped. It wasn’t until he pushed two fingers inside me and clamped his mouth around my clit that I finally flew apart, my orgasm rolling over me hard and fast.
Once my pulse settled and I could breathe again, I lifted my head to look up into Brandon’s eyes. After he’d licked me through my climax, he’d moved up the mattress to cradle me in his arms. “There was one more thing I’d wanted to do on our wedding night. I had a test with a plus sign on it in a pretty little gift bag and everything, but I seemed to have lost it along the way.”
“Do it without it,” he urged.
“What’s the point? You already know.”
“The point is, we aren’t going to let that bastard take anything else from us. You wanted this special moment between us, and you’re going to get it.” Steely determination filled his tone.