Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 74668 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74668 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
He leaned forward and wrapped his arm around my lower back, yanking me to him. “Because it’s right next to my trash, and Mocha wanted to eat whatever you’d left in the boxes. She was already halfway done with a couple of chicken strips before I stopped her. Now…it’s time to shut the fuck up.”
With that pronouncement, he slammed his mouth down onto mine and pushed us forward.
My back hit the bed as he followed me down, allowing me to wrap both my arms and my legs around his body.
“Mmmm,” he growled against my mouth. “You taste like chocolate and beer. My two favorite things.”
I giggled against his mouth. “Those are my two favorite things, too. But I’m still mad at you.”
He leaned up until his knees were resting between my splayed legs, then kissed his way down my belly until he came to the waistband of my pants.
Unbuttoning the snap, he lowered the fly and smiled as he read my underwear.
“Caution?” he asked. “Oh, I’m sure I’ll need to use caution all right…because I’m in the mood to fuck the hell out of you. You won’t be able to tell me no, either. You’ll just lie there and take it like a good little girl.”
I shivered, staring up into his eyes with not trepidation, but anticipation. “My parents.”
He shrugged. “I’m sure they can just get the hell over it for a couple of hours.”
“I’ll be quiet,” I vowed, sucking in a breath in surprise as his mouth met the heat of me.
He didn’t believe me. I could see it in his eyes.
As he moved my panties and jeans down my hips, I could see the determination in his eyes. His own vow that he’d do everything possible to make me be vocal.
Once my jeans slipped fully past my feet and fell somewhere below us to the floor, he leaned forward and bit down lightly at the apex of my lips.
“Oh, God,” I whispered quietly. “Oh, fuck.”
I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, hand covering my mouth as he descended into the seam of my lips, stiffening his tongue and licking all the way down.
His beard tickled my shaved lips, causing tingles to shoot up my belly to settle in my nipples.
My free hand went down to one turgid peak and started to pluck it lightly as Downy picked both of my legs up and rested the soles of my feet on a big shoulder.
The first time his tongue met my exposed clit, my back arched, bowing off the mattress as shocks shot through my core.
He flicked it lightly back and forth as he let two fingers run up and down the length of my sex, massaging lightly at my perineum, getting really slick with my juices before plunging both in deep.
I gasped into my hand, biting down on my finger in response to his shocking entrance.
All the while he watched me, gauging his effectiveness.
I looked down into his eyes as he worked me, fingers moving in and out at a fevered pace as his mouth sucked my clit between his lips.
The suction of his lips, and the curling of his fingers into my G-spot had me seeing stars.
He chuckled darkly before pulling away completely.
The first thing to go was his shirt, which he grabbed at the back of his neck and ripped from his body.
The next thing to go was the jeans, which were gone in nothing less than a push and a kick from his feet, sailing across the room with a large thump against the wall.
Laughingly, I asked, “Did you forget to take your stuff out of the pockets?”
He fell down onto the bed, crushing his body with mine. “My phone. My keys. Possibly a gun. I can’t remember.”
I shimmied my upper body, letting my nipples run along the hair on his chest, relishing in the feeling.
My sex clenched when I felt the head of his penis brush against my folds, arching my hips upward involuntarily, causing him to growl in appreciation.
“You ready for me, honey? Ready to take my cock into that tight, sweet, juicy pussy?” He asked, voice deliciously low.
When his lips came into contact with mine, my mouth parted, allowing his seeking tongue to penetrate.
His cock lined up with the seam of my sex and he rocked deliciously slow, running the hard ridge up until it met my clit.
I was doing rocking of my own, hips moving frantically against his, hoping in vain that he’d slip inside of me.
I should’ve known better. He marched to his own beat, and followed nobody.
Sex being no different.
He wouldn’t be pushing inside of me until he was damn good and ready, and he was enjoying teasing me too much to give me what I wanted right when I asked for it.
“Please,” I sobbed, needing him inside of me more than I needed my next breath of air.
He continued to tease me, hand moving up to pinch a nipple between two fingers, causing shocks to rip through my body in response.
Just when I was sure he was going to tease me forever, his hips tilted on his withdrawal, and the head of his cock notched at the entrance of my sex before he pushed all the way inside me in one smooth, effortless thrust.
He filled me up full. So full that it burned slightly where my vagina parted for his invading cock.
I groaned, pussy pulsing around his cock as he nearly split me in two.
“Fuck, but you’re so freakin’ tight. It’s like a goddamned wet fist,” he panted, looking down the length of his body to where we were connected.
He watched as his cock left my body, covered to the root in my juices.
I swallowed thickly, as I, too, was watching the sight before us.
I bit my lip, eyes rapt on the site where his thick cock parted my flesh.
“That’s ‘cause your dick is super human,” I teased breathlessly.
He snorted, eyes moving up to light on my expression, watching them flit across my face as he pumped his hips.
When I was nice and warmed up, yielding to his invasion, he started to move faster.