Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
I had to control myself. I had to make her earn it.
She needed to be eye level with my cock. I climbed up and stood on the desk as I reached down and slowly unzipped my pants. My dick was so hard that I was sure it looked painful; hard and long, the purple head slick with precum.
Amelia stared at it, and for a moment, she didn’t look afraid.
She looked interested.
Fisting her hair, I wrenched her forward. She slid on her knees over my desk’s slick surface until her lips were only inches from my cock.
She gasped, trying to pull back, but my grip on her hair held her in place.
“Open your mouth,” I growled.
She shook her head, but I refused to relent. “I don’t do this. I’m not this type of girl.”
Her breath was hot on my sensitive skin, and I couldn’t fucking wait for her to open those pretty lips to let me in.
“Suck me off, Amelia,” I ordered harshly.
She shook her head again, the tension in her jaw visible as she stiffened.
“Open your fucking mouth,” I growled, “or I’ll pry it open.”
She watched me, gasping, wide-eyed and afraid.
Taking advantage, I pushed between her open lips. The head of my cock brushed against her tongue. Placing firm pressure against the back of her head, I pushed her mouth further down on my length, watching her lips stretch around my girth.
“Don’t forget the balls,” I told her.
She looked up at me with her big, doe eyes and, after a slight hesitation, slid her mouth off my shaft and opened her lips wider, taking in both of my balls. Slowly, she began to mouth them, rolling them over her tongue before returning to bob on my shaft.
I grunted and grabbed her head, guiding her as I closed my eyes, feeling the heat of her mouth around me. She was inexperienced but eager and learning quickly.
Her slow, tentative tongue drove me fucking crazy.
I needed to feel her… needed to feel her throat.
“Deeper.”
She took my dick as far as she could, before gagging.
I let her recover then brought her up and down a little faster this time.
She got the idea, clearly warming up to it.
I shifted my hips back, sliding out, and she whimpered. Giving her what she secretly craved, I pressed my cock against her lips again and ordered her to open wider.
She let out a little sigh and parted her lips.
“Good girl,” I praised.
I leaned back, allowing her to take me in as far as she could handle. Then I pushed her past her limits.
She resisted at first, but I pressed my cock all the way to the back of her throat.
She gagged and pulled back.
Tightening my fist in her hair, I slowly eased her back down along my length until her lips were pressed against my groin.
“That’s it, babygirl. Take it all,” I told her.
Amelia tried to shake her head and pull away, but my grip was too strong.
She pulled in a deep breath through her nose and obeyed me, sweeping her tongue at the sensitive part of my shaft where my balls were.
I groaned, and my cock throbbed in her mouth.
I was going to come.
Easing my cock out of her warm, tight mouth, I caressed her swollen lower lip with the pad of my thumb. She looked up at me with those sweet, still-innocent eyes and flushed cheeks. She was so fucking gorgeous. I reached down and pulled her dress over her head and threw it across the room. Her porcelain skin glowed, contrasting with the black lace panties and bra she still wore.
I reached forward and pulled down the straps of her bra so that her tits spilled free.
She averted her gaze as I took one of her hard nipples in my mouth. Whimpers escaped her as I sucked on it, and when I grazed my teeth over the sensitive skin around it, she gasped.
“Do you like that?” I asked her.
She nodded and closed her eyes.
I reached out to palm her ass, pressing her stomach against my hips.
I’d spank her later for her performance with that man, but for now, I wanted to taste her, to bury my tongue inside her dripping wet pussy to savor her juices and feel her come.
After laying her on her back on my desk, I kneeled between her open legs as I tore the delicate fabric of her expensive panties until they were nothing more than a shred of silk. She was glistening and wet, her pussy lips swollen, begging for my cock.
“You’re perfect, Amelia,” I told her.
“No, I’m not,” she said.
“Yes, you are.”
Ever so gently, I spread her pussy open with my fingers.
“Oh my God,” she breathed.
I slipped two fingers inside of her, and she threw her head back and gasped.
I kissed up her thighs, my fingers still inside her.
She was panting sweetly now.