Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 133138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
“Okay.”
I shake my head, and she pauses. “Yes . . . Simon,” I suggest, and she pops her mouth off my cock but continues stroking me with her hand. Her eyes are full of curiosity and fire. “Say it. Say my name,” I repeat harder.
“Yes, Simon,” she answers dutifully, reaching down and adding her own little flair to things by flipping her skirt up and over her hips, showing me the globes of her ass and the way her leggings actually curve under her cheeks, making them look even rounder and sexier.
Autumn returns to licking up my shaft one more time before swallowing me . . . and sucking my soul out through my cock. She’s voracious, her cheeks hollowing and pressing against my hardness as she takes me in deeply, her tongue swirling around my head before she buries me in her throat.
Autumn stays there, reaching between her legs to stroke herself, and the sensation of her moaning around my cock as she pleasures herself nearly pushes me past the point of no return, but Autumn teases me, pulling back just enough to edge me time and time again as she looks up at me with gleeful eyes.
“Oh, is that how you want it?” I ask, and Autumn hums, flirting with me around her mouthful of my manhood. “The more you tease me, the harder you’re going to be . . . punished.”
Autumn sticks her tongue out and circles it around my head, lewdly showing me how devilish she can be. “Promise?”
She goes down on me again, her tongue and lips a magical miracle on my head and shaft. My eyes close as she buries me in her throat again, and the only way I’m able to hold off is by reaching out . . . where my hand finds something.
Her riding crop.
Oh, Princesse . . . what toys you give me.
I sit up, spreading my legs to give her full access, and with the crop in my right hand, I playfully trace it over her ass and then between her cheeks. Autumn wiggles her hips, and I lightly tap her with the crop, making her gasp around me.
“Harder,” she pants when she pulls off me for a moment.
We quickly fall into a playful, joyful game together, my hand flicking the crop to smack against her ass, and the harder I do it, the more eagerly she swallows my cock. For heavenly minutes, we go back and forth until I can take no more. Tossing the crop to the side, I grab a double fistful of her hair and take over, fucking her mouth quickly and almost brutally. She swallows, taking me stroke for stroke and making sexy, wet noises until she moans her orgasm, and as she rides her fingers, I thrust a final time, exploding in her sweet, sweet mouth.
For my final spurt, I pull out, and a thick blob of my seed lands in the valley between her breasts, marking her. I wipe my slick, wet cockhead over her lips, not ready for it to be over. “See what you do to me, Princesse? I’m still hard because you’re so fucking sexy covered in my cum. You’re so naughty, making me lose control before I get inside your pussy.”
“More, Simon?” she asks, biting her lip and looking up at me hopefully.
“Come here,” I growl, pulling her up and turning her over my lap. My cock does deflate a little—I just climaxed—but seeing the sight of Autumn’s upturned ass in my lap and feeling the heat from her pussy against my thigh has me three-quarters hard as I run my hand over her twin perfect cheeks, massaging them. “God, this ass will be the death of me,” I moan, not complaining in the slightest.
“Death by derriere?” Autumn says with a giggle, but it turns into a moan when I slap her left cheek. “Oh!”
“Together . . . we can explore,” I tell her, rubbing the reddened cheek before smacking the right side. “I do not know everything, so you must tell me honestly what you like and don’t like. We can explore together. Oui?”
“Oui,” she says, gasping when I spank her left side again, this time a little harder to test our limit. I gather her hair in my hand, pulling her head back and making her back arch, lifting her ass higher. The air in the private room is rich with the heady smell of our arousal, and when I reach between her legs to cup her smooth sex, she moans thickly. “Please, Simon . . . fuck me.”
I grunt in answer, lifting her out of my lap to get behind her. Her ass is pink, her pussy gleaming and puffy, the lips open and ready to caress me. I can take no more and push myself into her, feeling her body shake as I fill her tight cleft.