Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 77576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Don’t get swept away by the sex and confuse it for something it’s not.
It’s okay to feel.
Just don’t mistake the feeling for love.
Good enough.
I jump into Brendan’s arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
BRENDAN
Ava’s legs are wrapped around me, her pussy grinding against my hard cock.
Her little titties are squished against my chest, and her lips—those full and beautiful lips—are sucking at my neck.
Oh my God.
If we didn’t have our underwear separating us, I could plunge into her right now.
If only…
So much I haven’t yet done to her. I haven’t licked and sucked on those cute little nipples. I haven’t kissed every inch of her body. I haven’t made slow sweet love to her.
But slow isn’t in the cards for tonight.
I’m aching right now. Literally aching. My cock is so hard, and my balls are scrunched up to my body…
If I don’t get into her pussy soon, I may explode.
Damn, what she does to me.
“Ava,” I whisper in her ear.
“Yes?” she says against my neck.
“I need to take you to bed. I need to get inside you. God, I need you more than I need air.”
“Yes. Please.”
I turn then, she still safe in my arms, and carry her to her bedroom. I set her on the bed, ease her panties off her, and toss them on the floor.
Then I inhale the fragrant scent of her pussy.
“God,” I growl.
“I want you,” she says. “I want you so much, Brendan.”
“Oh, Ava, you have no idea…”
I spread her legs, needing to taste the secret treasures between them.
I clamp my mouth onto her pussy, licking, sucking, chewing on her labia.
My cock beats against my body. Ready. So ready.
“Ava,” I say against her wet thigh. “I’m going to fuck you quickly. Quick and hard and fast. But I promise next time will be slow. Next time will be everything you deserve.”
“All I need is to feel right now, Brendan,” she says. “Feeling you inside me—that huge-ass cock—how you burn through me—it’s exactly what I need. So please, Brendan. Fuck me. Fuck me now.”
“God,” I groan.
I move away, quickly rid myself of my offending boxer briefs, and within another second I’m inside her—my cock embedded deep inside her wet, tight pussy.
I stop for just a moment. A solemn moment to enjoy the complete joining of our bodies.
But then I can no longer wait. I pull out and thrust back in.
In.
In.
In.
In.
In.
And—
I release. It happens even faster this time. The second time. I don’t know how it’s possible, but she feels even better tonight.
And I’m a complete heel.
I didn’t make this sweet woman come first.
What a selfish lover I am. But I can take care of that.
I allow myself a few moments, relishing the feeling of being inside her as I release, but then I withdraw.
“Your turn,” I say.
She’s lying on her back, her eyes closed, her arms above her head. Her pink hair is fanned out on her pillow, and she looks so relaxed.
She looks like… She looks like she’s already had an orgasm.
“Baby?” I say.
“Mmm?”
“I want you to come.”
“Mmm…okay.”
“You look so relaxed.”
“I am. You gave me what I needed.”
“I did?”
She opens her eyes then, and a soft smile curves her lips.
“I just wanted to feel, Brendan. And you inside me? It’s an amazing feeling.”
I lift my eyebrows. “I can make you feel way better than that.”
“I know you can. But believe me, what you did was perfect.”
“Are you saying you want me to stop?”
She widens her grin. “That’s not what I’m saying at all.”
“Okay.”
“Do what you need to do. What I can tell you is that if you chose to do nothing at this point? I’d have all the satisfaction I need right now.”
Women are so interesting. They truly can be satisfied without an orgasm. Men are so much more carnal.
But you know what?
I have the capacity to give her an orgasm. Maybe two or three. If she thinks she feels good now? Just wait.
I hover above her for a moment, taking a few seconds to appreciate her flushed beauty. Then I kiss her, dive between those beautiful lips, and tangle my tongue with hers.
She groans into my mouth, and I meet it with a moan of my own. We kiss for a few timeless moments, and then I break it, trailing my lips over her jawline, her neck, her shoulders. Her skin is like silk, and I flick out my tongue to lick her, kiss her, give her a few little sucks. Until I get to those beautiful little tits.
“My God, Ava, you have the most perfect tits.” I kiss the top of one and then the other, and then I go in for that beautiful little nipple.
It’s hard as a berry when it meets my tongue, and I suck. I suck, fueled by the eager moans coming from her throat.
I’ve always loved tits. I’ve been infatuated with them since I was a little boy. And when I came of age? All I could think about was getting my hands on girls’ breasts.