Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 61953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
My mouth popped open, and he stuck his thumb inside before I could utter a word.
“Yes. Just like that, baby girl.”
I closed my mouth around his thumb, teasing the tip with my tongue. I’d given plenty of head before. I actually enjoyed it. But now, I was debating whether or not him edging me all night would be a punishment or a privilege.
Hmm.
He didn’t give me much of an option as his pants dropped to the floor and he replaced his thumb with his cock. I opened wider to accommodate him, and still, it was a stretch on my jaw. My hands went to his hips, and I bobbed forward and back on his length. Well, as much of him as I could fit in my mouth. But what I couldn’t, I made up for with my hand on the shaft and unbridled enthusiasm for the task. I wanted him to come hard enough that he also turned into a fucking puddle on the ground.
“Fuck,” he growled, his hands moving into my long blonde locks. “Fuck yes, baby girl, just like that. Fuck, your mouth feels so good. So hot and wet. You’re making me so hard that I’m not going to be able to hold on.”
His words only drove me forward. Heating me up just as much as he was. Somehow, he lengthened more as he throbbed inside my mouth. A desperation took over as he was barely able to hold himself back.
Just as I felt he was near the edge, I slipped a hand to his balls and massaged them. He grunted, thrusting deep into my throat. Hard enough to make me gag, but then he was coming, hot and salty into the back of my throat. I could do nothing but swallow him down. My eyes were watering as he retreated, and he ran his thumb over an unshed tear.
“Perfect,” he told me, adoration in those eyes. “I’m going to need that pussy now.”
And I was shocked to see he’d lost none of his hardness from the orgasm. It was still long, thick, and veiny, now pointing upward.
He stepped over to a side table, removed a condom, and slid it onto his impressive length. I took the time to pull the side zipper on my dress and shuck the garment onto the floor.
When he turned back around, he widened his eyes, hand on his cock, pumping once, twice.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he groaned.
I felt the same. With his pants discarded, I could see his powerful thighs and his tight ass and every corded muscle in between. I’d never been so turned on just from looking at someone.
“Come here,” he commanded.
I came to my feet, all shyness evaporating in the wake of his adoring gaze. I slunk toward him, my breasts hanging heavy, nipples pert. His hands slid to my waist, and he drew me against him. His cock was hard against my stomach between us as his lips descended, and I tasted our mingled arousal on our tongues.
He pressed me back into the bed, yanking my ass until it was nearly off of the bed and spreading my legs wide so he got a full view of my wet pussy. I was glad for the years of ice skating so that I was limber enough to hold the pose.
Then, our bodies met as he aligned his cock with my opening. Grasping my hand in his and pressing it hard back into the mattress, he thrust home.
I cried out at the full length of him plowing deep inside of me. He smothered my cry with a kiss before retreating, placing a steadying hand on my stomach, and then pulling out. It felt just as fucking good on the way out before he slammed back in. My back jerked upward on the mattress with every blow, and I was seeing stars as we united over and over again.
“So close,” I gasped.
His thumb came to my clit, circling it round and round as he continued to ram into me. I was barely coherent as my body built and built and built to a crescendo. I reached for him, wanting to feel his skin against mine, but he was relentless, drawing out my pleasure until I believed to my core that he really would edge me all night before letting me have another orgasm. And I would like it.
“Come for me,” he said.
With one more thrust, I crashed into a million pieces. I screamed into the room, tightening all around him. He only lasted another minute, thrusting harder and faster through my orgasm before he bottomed out inside of me, coming with a roar.
It was primal, feral, and fucking hot as hell to watch his head tip back and his mouth widen. To see the haze of satisfied desire in his blue eyes. And to see contentment cascade over him as he finished and slumped forward over me.