Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
That quickly, I started to feel insecure, not only because of his words but the tone in his voice; it sounded…. loving. I tried to play it off when he turned back to me, but my heart was already making its way to the floor. I should’ve known it was too good to be true.
“That’s my kid sister. She stopped by on her way to my parents’ place for the weekend.”
The relief was instantaneous, but I guess my face had still given me away. “What’s going on in that head of yours?” He came close and gripped me by my nape as he leaned in to read my eyes.
“Nothing; what’re you talking about?”
“Let’s get one thing straight; I don’t do the two-timing bullshit; that’s for losers. And another thing, you shouldn’t put up with it if I was. So next time, instead of shooting daggers at me with your eyes one minute and looking like I’ve kicked your puppy the next, open your mouth and say something. Or let your snatch do the talking; she seems to have more sense.”
And there I was, feeling so lovely with the first half of the conversation. “Are you saying my pussy is smarter than me?”
“Looks like! Come along!” He pulled me up the stairs behind him while I fumed and glared at his back. How does he know how I looked anyway? His back was turned while he was on the phone.
I got my answer when we went back downstairs after dropping off my stuff, and I noticed the gilded mirror over the fireplace mantle. My face went up in flames when I realized he’d been watching me without me knowing the whole time he was on the phone. “Hungry?” He ran his bent finger along my cheek, and my knees trembled.
“Not really, no!”
“I am.” No sooner were the words out of his mouth than I found myself being pressed against the back of the couch with his body pinning me there. I started to grin, but my breath got cut off by his tongue in my mouth and his hard length pushing against my clit. I think it took me ten seconds to get wet this time, and then he put his arms around me, drawing me in, and I melted into a puddle at his feet.
When he lifted me and sat me on the back of the couch like I weighed no more than a feather, I felt my whole-body pulse and shimmer with delight. I so love the way he carts me around as if I were some svelte bombshell who deserved this kind of treatment. “Hold on, baby.” He planted my hands on the leather on either side of me and scooted my butt to the edge before lifting my skirt over his head to disappear between my thighs.
“Mace, what…” That’s as far as I got before my panties were torn, and he was just there. I bucked at the feel of his tongue as he slid it up my slit and back again, teasing my clit into submission with each pass over it. I gripped his hair and tried to bury my nails in the soft leather of the couch while my legs trembled to stay in this position. Sometimes I think he forgets how big my ass is.
I forgot all about my size on the tiny little sliver of couch he had me perched on when his tongue went in search of something. I’m not sure what all he lost in there, but he did a hell of a job looking for it with the tip of his tongue and more; Elliot Ness would’ve been proud. “Mace, the couch is gonna get wet.” I could already feel the embarrassment from the stain I was about to leave on his fine couch.
“Go ahead and mark your territory, babe; I’m not mad.” Just what in the heck goes on in his head, I’ll never know. Mark my territory indeed. But I did, I sure did, or Ms. Kitty did at any rate. What he did to me with his tongue and fingers should be illegal unless it came with fair warning.
After he was done eating Ms. Kitty until I dripped all over his couch, he bent me over the couch. The heels that I had yet to take off put me in perfect line with his cock, and he just slid into me nice and slow, his thick hardness stretching me almost to the point of pain, but the bite was so good.
Then he sank his teeth into my neck, and I forgot to breathe. He started that slow in and out rhythm that I love, and I pushed back against him, taking even more of him deep inside me. He was so rough, rougher than before. The way he pulled the buttons of my top apart without caring that I might lose some, the way he pushed my bra out of the way so he could get at my breasts all culminated in a knot of need between my thighs that only he could fulfill.