Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“There’s that imagination,” he said with a grin. “Tell me what to do.”
“Slide down.” I put one hand on his head and smirked at him. It was kind of fun to be in-control-ish.
He grabbed my ass and made an appreciative noise, slouched deep in the chair to rub his cheek against my hairless mound. He kissed me at the top of my slit. His tongue rolled out, and he gave me a long lick, from the bottom up. “God, when you get wet, you really get wet.”
“Oh, oh!” I heard Gena shout behind me, and I smiled to myself, letting my eyes drift closed. It was easier to concentrate on the sensation of Ian’s tongue flicking over my clit. Gena’s exclamations grew in volume, and my own body tightened along with the sounds. When she came, she was loud, and Ian groaned.
I heard Neil gasp for air, and giggled, giddy from the arousing sounds and Ian’s mouth on me. He wasn’t quite as good at hitting my buttons orally as Neil was, but I wasn’t going to turn down a man who wanted to spend a long, leisurely time eating me out.
Gena’s breathy moans didn’t subside, and Neil said, low, “Keep going.” I followed that instruction, even though it wasn’t for me, and grasped Ian’s hair, rolling my hips against his face.
I let go of everything in my head, everything I thought I was supposed to be doing or feeling, and just gave in. My thighs trembled, and I relied on Ian to keep me from falling. Gena was still coming, still gasping and whining. I curved my body over Ian, riding his face. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I whispered over and over, and I came again, slamming my hand hard against the back of the chair.
Ian leaned back, out of breath, and smiled up at me with his face smeared with my wetness. “Christ, I thought you were going to drown me or break my neck, or both.”
I reached down and slipped two fingers into my pussy then held them out for him. He sucked them clean and nipped at them playfully.
“Let me get up and get these clothes off. I’m the only one left dressed.” He patted my backside, and I got down carefully. It gave me an opportunity to see what Neil and Gena were up to. His face was still between her legs, and her body stretched out long and straining on the rust-colored duvet. The shine from the silk shantung burnished her skin, and my mouth watered.
Holy shit. Am I attracted to Gena?
My lips parted as I watched her. My heart turned into a jackhammer in my chest. I noticed Neil out the corner of my eye. He’d caught me looking. He never raised his mouth from between Gena’s legs, but our eyes met, and I saw the knowing in them.
Gena missed the entire interaction. Her eyes were squinted up, her mouth open in a silent “Ah!” of pleasure as her hands clutched the duvet. A breath later, she exploded, her body bucking, and a loud, guttural groan twisted from her.
“Beautiful, isn’t she?” Ian asked, and I jumped. He’d caught me looking, too. He’d taken off his shirt and was working on his belt, so I dropped to my knees and helped him tug down his zipper. I slipped my hand in and grasped him. He was smaller than Neil, but by no means a slouch in the size department. His cock jumped at my hand, and I stroked him in my fist.
“Keep going, Gena,” Neil told her, and she whimpered, lifting her hips against his mouth.
“One more,” she panted. “One more, and then, you have to fuck me.”
I snickered to myself, because I knew that Neil would get a mental jolt from that. He wasn’t used to being ordered around.
“Why don’t you come here?” Ian suggested. “You can sit with me and watch.”
Though he’d said it with a slanted smile that made it seem like a sexy comment, there was a depth of sincerity in his eyes that couldn’t be missed. He sat in the chair again, his hard cock brushing his stomach. I gestured behind me. “Should I get a condom?”
“Sure.” He nodded toward Neil and Gena. Gena’s foot pounded against the bed as she thrashed under his mouth. “I think they’re about ready, what do you think?”
I opened the box of condoms and pulled one free of its strip then another. Neil sat up and wiped his face with the back of his hand, and I held up the little packet by one corner. I tossed it to him, and he caught it, snatching it out of the air before it could land on Gena.
Her chest still heaved as she came down, but she opened her eyes and tipped her head back to see me. “Is he always that bossy?”