Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
His words turn me on.
“Thinkin’ about you riding my face, damn girl, killing me here. I wanna lick you from pussy to ass and nip your pussy lips before sucking on them. You ever had your lips sucked baby?”
In the dark of the room, I don’t care that he has me blushing.
“If we weren’t here, I’d undress you nice and slow before pulling you to me and kissing that sweet cunt of yours. Before I even kiss you I wanna taste you there.”
His hand glides up my thigh between my legs. “Gonna let me taste that pussy, baby girl? Gonna let me see how wet you are? Gonna let me send you over the edge,” his voice is this sexy gravely that only has my body on fire as he presses his palm against my heat. His teeth graze my neck softly before his lips press against the same spot. “Wanna mark you. Wanna taste every inch of you. I’ve never wanted to drink someone in like you. But damn, if you have me ready to break my own rules.”
“Rules,” I murmur. “I’m sure the rules are meant to be broken.”
I arch into him as he moves his hand through the side of my jumpsuit now his digits roam my flesh. His fingers slide under the elastic of the shelf bra. The touch of his skin to mine has me craving more. I feel every inch of him against me with only the denim of his jeans and thin fabric of my pants between us. I skipped panties tonight not wanting lines.
His hand goes around the front part of my outfit and finds its way to home base. Pressing my back into his chest, I open my legs leaning my head back against his shoulder and his lips come to my neck. His fingers slide over my mound as I whimper wanting him to finger me. I’ve lost track of the songs and the movements as his hands have explored my body lighting a fire inside me. I rock into his fingers wanting him, begging him silently to slide in. He doesn’t. This slow tease is a beautiful torture.
“Greedy, girl. You want more?”
I nod.
“Say it,” he encourages, and I bite my bottom lip.
“Yes,” I pant.
“Wanna feel your cream coat my fingers then I’m gonna lick it off.”
I turn my head to him wanting to cover my face with his neck because it sounds so naughty, but in this moment, I want it all. The noise of the club, the dark ambience, and the way we are off to our own space gives this illusion we are alone. Or maybe it’s the alcohol surging through my system. Either way I simply don’t care as my body is climbing higher seeking a release.
Lifting my head with my face to him as he looks to me, his lips crash to mine as he surges two fingers inside of me. I stop breathing as he begins flicking his fingers back and forth inside me. The sensations are too much as I climb higher and higher. How does he know my body when I don’t even know his damn name?
I can’t think as he kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. His thumb comes to press against my clit as he works me in and out.
“Happy New Year,” is yelled out around me as I feel myself tighten and come right there on his fingers.
I’ve never had an orgasm before. I feel my pussy pulsing as he slows the pace letting me come down. His fingers come out as I am whimpering wishing we were anywhere but here so I could have more. He brings his fingers into his mouth and smirks as he thoroughly licks them moving them in and out not at all hiding his own delight.
“Good to the last drop, baby girl. Best I’ve ever tasted,” he whispers as I try to drop my head to hide from the intensity of his gaze.
“Oh no, don’t you get shy now. I’m nowhere near done with you. Tonight is just a taste.”
“Huh,” I whisper.
“You think I’m gonna taste you on my fingers and let that sweetness go. Nah, baby girl, I’m gettin’ your number, and this is gonna be the first of many orgasms I’m gonna give you in every way possible.”
“Oh,” is all I can manage. He wants my number, I’m too dizzy from my release to take it all in.
He spins us around in his chair again. “Next one you’re gonna be sittin’ on my face.”
Heat flushes me.
I’ve never encountered a man this bold before. He leaves me speechless.
If I’m honest, he leaves me wanting more.
So very much more.
If this is the beginning of my new year, this one is going to be one full of experiences. I once read somewhere, whatever you do on New Year’s Day will be what you do all year long. Holy shit, a year of orgasms? I’m not sure I can take it.