Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“Angel.” One of Antonio’s hands releases my hips to smack the side of my ass. I let out a loud moan. “Fuck,” he hisses.
The shirt I’d been wearing pushes all the way up so there's nothing between us. My bare chest presses against him. “If you move another inch, you’re not going to be a virgin anymore.” He warns. The head of his cock is pressing into my entrance already. I’m pretty sure this is all my doing. I’d attacked the man in my sleep.
“This is your fault,” I huff.
“My fault?” His hold on my hip tightens even more.
“Yes, you did that thing to me in the shower, and now my traitorous body wants more.” I peek up at him when he doesn’t say anything for a long moment. His eyes are darker than I remember. His face is deadly serious. “Antonio?”
“Give me a second.”
“I ah…” I rock my hips again, unable to help myself. I ache for him in ways I never imagined possible.
“Angel.” My name comes out in a warning. I’m not sure what he’s trying to warn me about, but I don’t care. I wiggle a bit more, causing my sex to flutter around the head of his cock. “Fuck,” he grits out as warmth floods inside of me.
“What was that?” My sex clenches around the head of his cock again. I need something inside me. My whole body aches for it, but so does my clit. “No!” I shout when he pulls away, and his cock slips free.
That’s the only protest I get before Antonio has me flat on my back with his mouth between my thighs. I scream out his name when he zeros in right on my aching clit. My back bows off the bed as the pleasure takes hold of me.
Antonio doesn’t stop. He licks and sucks, pushing me toward another orgasm. I shake my head, but words don’t leave my lips. I have no clue why I’m shaking my head no because the last thing I want him to do is stop, but I’m also not sure I can handle the pleasure I know I’m about to experience.
“Give it to me. You stole mine. Now I want yours in return.” He sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking back and forth. I go off again, screaming his name. My whole body tingles, every part of me feeling sensitive.
I don’t know if I drift off for a bit, but when I open my eyes again, Antonio is kissing up my neck and then down my jaw till he reaches my mouth. I part my lips and kiss him back. I’m lost in a haze of lust. I have no clue why this is happening between us, but I’m rather enjoying it.
“What was that?” I ask when he buries his face in my neck. I feel him inhale deeply, breathing me in.
“I woke up to my wife on top of me.”
“Seriously?” I give him a look that says I’m not buying what he’s selling. No way he’d sleep through that.
“All right. I might have been awake when you climbed onto me. My cock barely slipped out of my boxers and your greedy pussy was trying to get it inside you.”
“Antonio!” I gasp, sitting up. My shirt falls back down, covering part of me.
“What?” he says smugly, putting his hands behind his head, all stretched out in the bed. My eyes roam down his broad chest, to the deep V that leads to his cock. It’s still partly out of his boxers. I stare at the head that is glistening with wetness. A pearl of cum leaks from the tip. I lick my lips, thinking of what it would be like to take him in my mouth. “Like what you see, angel? Cause it’s all yours.”
I scramble out of the bed. The second my feet hit the floor, something trickles down my thighs. I pull up the shirt I’m wearing. It suddenly dawns on me now what that warm sensation I felt was before he’d flipped me over. He came inside of me.
“You came.” It comes out like an accusation.
“And you came twice.” He fixes his boxers, putting his cock away before he sits up and throws his legs over the side of the bed. I did come twice. I try to think of some smartass thing to say, but my head is fuzzy from all of the orgasms.
“Where are you going?” I ask when I realize he’s headed for the bedroom door.
“If I left, would you miss me?” He smirks, opening the door.
“I’d miss the orgasms. That’s about it.” I raise my chin.
“Then I’ll have to make sure I give you them often.” He grabs some bags that are sitting outside the room before shutting the door. “A few things to hold you over.” He places the bags in front of me. “As much as I love seeing you in my clothes, if you leave our bedroom dressed the way you did yesterday with no panties on, I will spank your little ass.”