Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Jesus Christ,” I growl.
“Do you … Do you want me to put a shirt on?”
I dart my hand out and grab her wrist, and motion with it for her to keep rubbing herself through her tights.
“No, Jade, I want you to keep rubbing those greedy lips like I fucking told you to.”
She gasps and then I feel her take control of the rubbing, leaving me free to return my full attention to her magnificent full breasts. It’s so easy to imagine milk oozing from those pert-as-fuck nipples, and that’s what I do as I bring my mouth to one and grab the other.
I grab it hard, squeezing her flesh so that her nipple bulges between my possessive fingers.
She gasps and her breath stills for a moment.
“Does it hurt?” I demand.
“No,” she whimpers. “It feels—oh, God, don’t stop.”
I pinch and tease one nipple and then bring the other to my mouth, closing my eyes and sucking it. It tastes like sweat and Jade, a million just-her flavors surging over my tongue. Her greedy nipple gets even harder as I suck it into my mouth, moving my tongue around in quick circles so that her musical moans dance in the air, wavering and then going taut as she becomes breathless.
“You’re close,” I snarl.
“Y-yes,” she moans.
“Good little virgin,” I growl, squeezing her breast with more force, fucking loving the way she squirms in the computer chair the more I suck, the more I tease her with my hands.
Soon she grows still as if she’s holding her breath, everything coming to a pause.
I tongue her until all she can do is lie back in the chair, not even rubbing herself anymore, just riding the pleasure of her tits and the wave of her pleasure.
Right when she’s about to properly explode, I savagely grind my free hand up her thigh and clamp it down on her pussy, feeling the wetness through her tights and her panties, an absolute river of lust down there.
I palm her hard, pushing the heel of my hand against her lips and her clit and, I swear to God, I can taste the goddamn orgasm in her, the flavor of her eager flesh changing as her panties get somehow even wetter and she whines like a trapped animal.
I let go of her nipples and pommel her cunt with my hand, staring at her and watching her writhe and gyrate, pinned exactly where I want her.
Her breasts jiggle up and down for me as she twists here and there, her orgasm causing a torrent of delicious juices to squirt into her panties and onto my hand.
Finally, she grows still, lying back with shock cascading across her face.
“I’ve never … I didn’t even know you could, you know, by doing that.”
I smirk as I withdraw my hand. “Still so innocent. Are you trying to say you didn’t know you could squirt like that just by me sucking those big juicy nipples?”
She bites her lip as lust fires through her at my words and then nods.
“Well, yeah, pretty much. I mean, I know you rubbed … down there. But it was mostly what you were doing …”
“Up here?” I banter.
She leans forward and slaps my arm playfully, causing her breasts to pendulum and bounce in an even more magnetizing fashion. I bite down as my cock gives an insistent throb, telling myself that I can control myself, I can wait.
I’ve already wasted my seed once by giving in to my desire.
I should wait.
And yet as I stare at those round pleasure mounds, I can’t stop.
Something snaps in me and I stand.
“What are you doing?” she whimpers.
“Lean forward and put your hands behind your back,” I tell her, bringing my hand to my belt and swiftly undoing it.
“What are you going to do?” she whispers, but despite the anxiety warbling in her voice, she does as she’s told and puts her hands behind her back.
“I’m going to fuck those tits and come all over them,” I snarl. “I want to be strong, but I can’t. Fuck, they’re too juicy. They’re too big.”
Wide eyed and innocent-as-fuck, she whimpers, “Big in a good way?”
“In the best way,” I snap. “Now spit on those tits and get them good and wet for me.”
Her mouth falls open in shock and her eyebrows shoot up, as she sits there, topless, her gorgeous breasts bouncing and ready to be fucked and owned.
God, she’s mine.
Mine alone.
And that will never change.
“Spit on them?” she murmurs.
“Yes,” I growl. “Do what you’re told.”
She looks down slowly and spits a few times, getting them good and slick.
I yank down my pants and wedge them underneath my overfull balls, my massive cock springing up, precome clinging to the end and glistening in the low light of her room. She gaps at me, her mouth making a perfect O shape, but it’s not her lips I’m interested in right now.