Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
After I come down from my high, Ethan raises his fingers to his mouth and loudly sucks my juices from them. I watch as he devours every last drop. My body shakes, hungry, desperate, and ready for more.
“I love the taste of your sweet pussy. Once is not enough.”
Ethan kicks off his shoes and then lowers his zipper. Piece by piece, he discards his clothes until a pile of fabric is on the floor next to us. Now, it’s my turn.
He lifts me off the bed, now standing in front of him he unzips my skirt and pushes the material over my hips. Electricity pulsates along my skin, the feeling of being bared to him causing my heart to slam against my rib cage. Next are my shirt and bra. Ethan sucks in a deep breath as he appraises my naked body. He doesn’t speak when he drops to his knees, holding onto me as he lowers himself to the carpet. He guides me to the mattress and makes room for himself between my legs.
A ripple of pleasure shoots through my body when Ethan kisses his way up my thigh and then takes the string of my thong into his mouth. With his hot breath on my skin, a rush of heat spreads down my thighs.
“I’ve dreamed of doing this for weeks.” His voice is deep and raspy as he rids me of my underwear.
He spreads my legs wider, and when he rolls his tongue along my sensitive skin, my eyes slam shut.
“And this,” he says. “Now that I’ve had a taste, your pussy is my favorite thing to eat.” He gives me a few lazy licks, lapping up my juices as if I’m his meal. “It’s the only thing I want to eat.”
His breath makes my toes curl, and when his tongue dips between my slick folds once more, a tremor shakes through me and rocks me to the core. As he shoves two fingers inside me, his tongue bringing me to the point of convulsing, I moan his name. And with each flick of his tongue, I come undone. I can’t even function, my head swimming from the pleasure shooting through my body.
He doesn’t waste time, quickly helping me reach the peak of my climax. Out of breath and barely able to function, I’m not sure how much more I can take when he rolls the condom down his long, thick length. Rubbing the tip of his cock along my entrance, he teases me to the point I swear I could come again just from the light friction.
He leans forward, his muscular body caging me against the mattress as he presses his lips to mine. I stick out my tongue, and when I do, I taste myself on him.
Staking his claim, Ethan cradles my face in his hands and invades my mouth with his tongue. He’s rough and aggressive, and with each flick of his tongue, he takes what he wants from me.
After waiting ten long years to have him back in my life, I want to savor this moment. This night has to be perfect. Most of the time, I build something up in my head to the point I become disappointed when it happens. But not with Ethan. Every single wish I’ve ever made has come true.
When he steels his lips from mine, I gasp for air. His lips are swollen, his mouth glistening. He lines himself up at my entrance, and without a second to brace myself for the thickness of his cock, he plunges into me. The pressure builds within, my insides so tight and ready to burst with each rush of heat that takes over my body.
I peek up at him with my bottom lip tucked into my mouth. Riding out the pain that comes with the overwhelming pleasure, I close my eyes. I let out a soft moan that turns into a series of screams. Everything about this moment is so surreal, from the man thrusting into me to the orgasms he steals from my body.
Ethan shifts his weight, lifting me so that I’m now on top of him. His movements are so effortless I’m surprised how fast our positions have changed. He bounces me on his cock, burying himself so deep inside me that my body aches. Like a tattoo inked on my skin, Ethan is now a part of me, the two of us connected in ways I’d only imagined over the years.
No one has ever fucked me like Ethan. Never. Ever. And no one ever will. Ethan has the stamina I’d expect from a hockey player.
“You’re gonna come again,” he says against my lips. “I can feel it. Strangle my dick with your pussy. C’mon, my little lamb, come for me. One more time.”
He makes me feel like his property. I want to belong to Ethan. As if forcing it out of me, he gets his wish. I come so hard on his cock that he groans.