Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 108342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
His tongue action slowed, but not before vibrations and aftershocks of her orgasm made her tremble and sigh. Then she felt warm water all around her as he lowered her into the tub…
Floating.
Her eyes fluttered then fully opened when she heard the sloshing of the water as he got in on the other end.
There he was… this beautiful beast. Tattoos across his hairy chest. Eyes piercing her soul. He gripped the edges of the tub with his big hands, and he raised his long, muscular legs, knees up and cresting out of the sudsy water like mountain peaks in a thick fog. ‘Trouble,’ by Lindsey Buckingham, was now their music.
She looked at his phone resting on the vanity and covered her mouth as she laughed.
“What?” he asked with a big, beautiful smile.
“You have some of the strangest musical tastes… but I like it all though.”
“I like listening to songs my mother and grandparents liked.” She nodded in understanding. “Brings back a lotta good memories and feelings. I like some of the new stuff, too. Not really into rap music, at least not the most recent hits, but I’m pretty open minded when it comes to music. I want you to be comfortable. Music helps. You’ve had a hard couple of weeks.”
“Jesus, where have you been all of my life?” She cocked her head to the side and raised one leg in the air, watching the soapy suds run down it.
“…Been right here in Portland. Waitin’ for ya.” He winked at her, grabbed her leg and kissed her ankle.
“They don’t make ’em like you anymore, Nikolai. You’re a hopeless romantic. I am still so surprised by that. In fact, you surprise me every day. Something you say… something you do…”
The water sloshed as he drew close to her. They slipped about, both laughing and carrying on until he pressed his mouth to hers. The warmth from his touch and his skin sent beautiful shivers down her spine. His big hands massaged her lower back as he eased her on top of him, dragging her with him to his original position in the tub. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, deepening their kiss as he grinded against her pulsing pussy. She felt his hand beneath her then, spreading her pussy open, V’ing her lips apart, his kissing drawing more intense as he took control. She bucked as he entered her, pushing the thick head of his dick within her.
“Ahhh…Ahhh… Oh, baby!” She shivered as he went deeper. “Nik, I’m so addicted to you…”
“I don’t mind that all… I want you to crave me all day, every day…” His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he pivoted, rocking his hips up and down.
She looked up at the ceiling as he held her down, pushing her into his slow strokes and deep plunges. Tony! Toni! Toné!’s ‘Slow Wine’ serenaded them, and she found herself matching his movements as he fucked her to the beat of the music.
“Hold on. You’re moving too fast, Porsche.” He laughed lazily, through hooded eyes. Her cheeks burned with excitement. “When I go up, you come down, but move slow. Don’t beat me to the punch… There you go, baby…”
He rocked higher, bumping his groin against her clit with each lunge. Putting one hand on the edge of the tub, he tapped his fingers to the music.
The water sloshed as he slowly increased the pace, and she felt the extreme fullness—her pussy spread wide as he went balls deep. Shuddering slightly, he leaned back, eyes closed, and reached for her, wrapping both arms around her waist and squeezing her tight, lips slightly parted. He moved faster now, and she kissed him again. Their loud breaths mingled. Harsh. Needy.
“You feel so good inside me! Fuck me harder, Nik…”
“You sure you want me to do that to you, baby? You know how I can get. Last time I got finished with you, you could barely walk and had to put ice on it.”
“Yes, do it!”
“I’m going to knock your sweet pussy out the fucking frame!” he roared as he moved so fast, the water surged high, splashing out of the tub onto the floor.
“YES! YES!” She wanted to feel the pain. The intense pleasure. The love. The orgasms his long, fat dick promised her.
“Uhhh!!!”
They moaned at the same time, their curses tumbling on top of one another. He gripped her hard, looking into her eyes as he fucked her soul clean out of her body. Their intensity filled the room like fireworks, their love exploding in a wet kiss. She gripped his shoulders, barely able to hold on as the smacking sound of his wet balls beating up her pussy lips echoed in the bathroom. ‘Under the Influence,’ by Chris Brown, now filled the air… but by this time she couldn’t breathe…