Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
“So, nothing has been inside you? Not even your fingers?”
She shook her head but didn’t speak. My cock was throbbing so hard it was pure fucking torture.
“Keep your hands above your head,” I said again, and she nodded.
Her breaths quickened as I dropped my head to her chest. She was squirming underneath me by the time I let my tongue flick at her. The lace of her bra cup was wet through in seconds, and my mouth must have been scorching hot as I kissed her tit, swirling the tip of my tongue around her nipple. I nipped at her, just a pinch. She groaned, just a little.
She had her head tipped back when I tugged the lace down and let my tongue loose on her bare skin. She had goosebumps, her tiny nipples puckered tight. My mouth took one of her tits and my hand took the other, working in rhythm as I teased.
Her hands came down for my hair again, but I slammed them back up over her head.
“No.”
I snaked my hands behind her to unclip her bra. She moved her hands to let me pull it free, but put them straight back up again. She was perfect. Gorgeous. She drove me insane.
I needed to give her more. I needed to ride on her shyness.
“Kick your shoes off.”
Her pumps were off in a flash as she shook her feet. She tensed on instinct as I unbuttoned her skirt and tugged it down and off. She was wearing tights and I was slow with those. Her pale legs were prickled with goosebumps by the time I pulled them free of her toes. I hitched her thighs up and wide, admiring her damp white panties. They were too delightful for me to take them from her just yet. I wanted to tease myself as much as her.
She was panting as she watched me watching her. Her smile was divine when it met my smirk.
“You’re absolutely beautiful,” I told her, and she bloomed with such happiness that it touched me deep.
I knew she’d never been on display for anyone. My eyes were the first to be blessed with the sight.
With that, I dropped down on my knees in front of the chesterfield and took hold of one of her ankles. She was ticklish, squealing a gorgeous girly squeal as I sucked on her toes one by one. My tongue dug between them, tasting every single part of her.
“That tickles,” she said, stating the obvious.
Her voice was an absolute treasure.
She moaned when I kissed the inside of her ankle, tensing up as I trailed a path of soft kisses up the inside of her leg. I was almost at the top of her thigh when I pulled away. She protested with a groan as I took hold of her other foot to repeat the journey.
It only made me slow down. Torturing her. And me.
I could smell the heady scent of her pussy as I finally reached the juncture of her thighs for the second time. Her panties were soaked through, cotton clinging to petals. It was so tempting to bury my face in there and suck at her through the fabric, but I held back. I hooked my fingers inside and she moved so I could slide her panties down her legs, and even though I was graced with the sight of her gorgeous pussy, I gave her only my breaths, my eyes staring up at her.
Her expression was pure delight.
“Please,” she said again, but I doubt she was even sure what she was asking for. Anything, most likely, just as I was as desperate to give it. Anything, everything… it all blurred into lust, but I was the one in charge here.
I teased her by taking hold of her ankle again, shooting her a playful smile as she groaned in protest.
“No! More, please!”
“Ungrateful,” I joked, and her eyes were dirty as she grinned.
“I love it,” she told me. “I just want more.”
“More?”
She nodded. “More.”
“More of what?”
Her cheeks were blooming along with her smile, but she was a good girl, keeping her hands up high.
“I don’t know.”
“Say it,” I told her. “Tell me you want me to play with your cunt.”
I glanced at her exposed pussy lips peeking through a dusting of light brown hair.
She looked so embarrassed. It made my dick throb even more.
“Go on,” I said. “Tell me what you need.”
“Play with me…”
“Say it.”
“I don’t know, I just…”
“Say it,” I said again, and she knew I was serious.
“Play with my cunt, please.”
I could have exploded on the spot to hear those words from her lips, and she saw the effect it had on me. She smiled again. Cute.
“Play with my cunt, Julian. That’s what I want.”
“Want or need?” I teased, and she giggled, closing her eyes.
“Need. I need it. I’ve been needing it for weeks, ever since I first knocked at your door.”