Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
And with those pretty green eyes looking up at me, she plunged two fingers inside.
The moan that ripped through her was pure ecstasy, and she bucked off the bed, toes curling as her eyes closed and her head fell back.
“How does it feel?” I asked her, and then I rewarded her with the soft keychain, rolling it in sweeps over both her nipples with enough friction to make them harden into points.
“So fucking good,” she mewled, rocking her hips against her palm. I watched greedily as she pumped her fingers in and out, desperate to reach deeper.
“You look so fucking pretty right now,” I praised, and I traded for the leather keychain, running the tassel over her swells. “These perky little tits bouncing,” I said, and I swatted each one, leaving pink marks on her skin as she gasped and fucked herself harder. “The way you’re making a mess of this hot little sundress,” I added, twisting my fist in the fabric, but carefully enough that I didn’t touch her while I did it. “How you keep spreading your legs wider for me.”
She took the cue, stretching even more, and I bit my lip at the sight she revealed with it.
“Goddamn, you’re so tight, baby,” I said, watching her struggle just to fit those two fingers in the way she wanted to. “I want to watch that pussy stretch over my cock.”
“Yes,” she whimpered, and she stopped touching herself only long enough to rip off her thong before she spread herself again. I realized she needed both hands — one to fuck her pussy, and one to rub her clit.
I was a greedy fucking bastard as I watched her do just that.
Her legs shook, teeth pinning her bottom lip as her face turned red from the effort of reaching for her climax.
I bent over her again, even closer this time, my next words ghosting over her lips.
“I’m much bigger than those fingers of yours,” I said, and her eyes popped open, flicking between mine as she continued working herself. “But you could take it, couldn’t you? You could take me deep in this throat.” I trailed the plush keychain over her open lips, and then I skated it all the way down to her clit, nudging her fingers out of the way. “Deep in this tight little cunt.”
“Fuck,” she screamed, and the way I was teasing her clit with that keychain wasn’t enough. She pushed me out of the way and rubbed harder, fucking herself faster, deeper, her eyes rolling back.
“Look at me,” I said, snapping my fingers above her face until her eyes shot open. I smiled, wetting my lips as I watched her. “That’s it. Keep those pretty green eyes on me and come.”
Her moans grew louder, her entire body trembling with the effort to reach the finish line.
She tried to capture my mouth, but I pulled away, smirking at the attempt, which only made her whimper and fuck herself with more gusto.
“Come on, baby. Just imagine it’s me between these perfect thighs,” I said, dragging the tassel of the keychain along her shaking leg. “Sinking in, deeper and deeper, stretching you.”
Grace moaned and bucked and thrashed.
“I want you to come. I want you to squeeze my cock with that pussy and ride out every last wave.”
That was it.
She went off like a firework, those filthy words the spark she needed to light. I moaned with her as she quaked beneath me, her eyelids wavering with the effort to keep them open and locked on me. But fuck, that’s exactly what she did.
Grace Tanev let me watch her come, and she cried out my name when she did, her eyes never leaving mine.
It was better than any puck I’d stolen on the ice, than any goal I’d scored, than any game I’d ever won.
“Oh, my God,” she cried, and then she fell limp, her chest heaving, sweat beading on her neck.
I kissed the leather keychain, and then dragged it over her lips.
“Good girl.”
I pressed off the bed and away from her before she could respond, rounding the bed to set the keychains back on the table. Then, without looking at her, I bolted for the bathroom.
I was so ready for my own release, I could have come with just a stiff breeze.
I couldn’t even make it to my own room, couldn’t lock the fucking door. Hell, I barely shut it behind me before I ripped my shorts and briefs down to my ankles, palming my throbbing cock with a groan of relief.
But I didn’t make it a step farther before the door slid open behind me, and Grace’s eyes caught mine in the mirror.
Tell Me What to Do
Grace
I didn’t know what kinky spell Jaxson Brittain had me under, but I hoped it’d never end.
I was still in a daze from my orgasm, legs shaking under me as I followed him through the hotel room. Because that motherfucker had just rocked my world with his dirty mouth and made me come without even touching me.