Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Chapter 17
Sage
“BABE, WE WERE supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago,” I shout, walking back into the bedroom, where I left Kim over an hour ago to get showered and ready.
“Don’t you dare start with me. Us being late is your fault. You should have kept your hands to yourself and let me get into the shower earlier… alone!” she shouts the last word back and I smile, thinking about what I did to her in that shower as I walk around the corner into the bathroom.
Seeing her standing in front of the vanity applying mascara, her upper half bent over the sink with her ass in the air while wearing nothing but a pair of high cut sheer panties, my cock twitches. I cannot fucking believe that tomorrow she will be my wife. Between her, her mom, and my mom, aunts, and cousins, they got our wedding planned in nine months instead of a year, which worked for me, because I was starting to get impatient. Her living with me has been good—no, better than good—but it hasn’t been enough. I want her tied tight to me so that nothing will ever separate us.
Stepping up behind her, I wrap my hand around her waist, pressing my hips into her ass.
“Don’t,” she hisses as my hand slides around her stomach.
“Don’t what, baby?”
“Don’t look at me like that,” she says, then her eyes flare and her pupils dilate as my hand slides down.
My fingers slip into her panties between her legs and through her folds. “How am I looking at you?” I circle her clit, and her ass presses back into my erection while her eyes hold mine in the mirror. “Tell me?” I pinch her clit, causing her hips to jerk back and her neck to arch.
“Like you want to devour me.”
“I like the idea of devouring you.”
“We are going to be so late,” she pants, trying to stand, but before she can, I slide my free hand up her back and hold her in place bent over in front of me while I work her over.
“Hold onto the edge of the sink,” I murmur, and her wild eyes meet mine as she does as I asked. Pulling my hand out of her panties, I take a step back and slide the silky material down her legs. “Bend over a little more,” I instruct, while smoothing my hands over her ass cheeks. Complying, she bends at the waist, causing her ass to tilt even farther and me to get a glimpse of the swollen lips of her pussy from behind. Getting down on my knees, I spread her open and blow across her wet sex.
“Sage.”
“Shhh, I want to eat in silence.” I lick through her folds, listening to her moan deep in her throat. I love the way she tastes, but I love the way she lights up every fucking time I get my mouth on her more. Keeping her open, I lick and suck every inch of her pussy but her clit.
“Sage.” She twists at the waist and grabs onto the top of my head.
Smiling, I give in and pull her clit into my mouth. The second I do, she goes up on her tiptoes trying to get away, but I keep a tight hold on her ass, so tight I know she will have marks from my fingers. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I flick my tongue over the tight bundle of nerves until the sound of her coming bounces off the walls in the bathroom. She falls forward, her forehead resting against the top of the vanity, and I stand, keeping one hand around her waist while I use the other to free myself from my slacks.
Wrapping my hand around my painfully hard cock, I press the swollen head against her slit then slide into her slowly, inch-by-inch, feeling her walls tighten, and ripple. Her head flies back, causing her mass of hair to hit my chest.
“Sage,” she breathes again. My mouth goes to her shoulder and I nip there, listening to her moan as I pull out and slide back in.
Lifting my head to look at her in the mirror, I watch my hands slide across her creamy skin, one down to her clit, the other up to her breast, cupping and squeezing her roughly. “Take me there,” I growl, and she does. She fucks back onto me, matching me stroke for stroke until my spine tingles and her pussy pulses around my cock, sending me over with her.
“I can’t move,” she whispers as I lift her up with my arm around her middle, and rest my chin against her shoulder, catching her smile. “I don’t even know if I will be able to walk.”
“I’ll carry you.” I tip my head to the side and kiss her neck, and then my cell rings and I groan against her skin.