Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
But I didn’t care.
I wanted it there.
I wanted it, I wanted him, and I didn’t care who knew.
Which was bad, because I was supposed to be playing married to his brother in a few days.
But tonight? Tonight was ours.
Something in which he was proving to me moments later when his fingers went three-wide inside of me.
I cried out then, unable to control myself, and burst apart at the seams.
He continued to pump his fingers into me, giving me exactly what I needed, then finally came to a stop once the shudders subsided.
I was breathing like a damn dog, but I felt lighter than I had in a really long time.
“Holy shit,” I breathed, unable to control my mouth.
He laughed against the back of my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down the length of my spine.
He pressed into me tighter, his hard cock grinding against my backside before he pulled away.
Seconds later he was slowly pulling my thong up the backs of my legs and smoothing it expertly in place.
He didn’t even give me a freakin’ wedgie with it, which was impressive because even putting it on my own body I still didn’t manage to do that every time.
My jeans were the next thing to go, and at one point his fingers dragged along my belly as he buttoned my jeans from behind, leaving behind moisture.
My moisture.
From my orgasm.
Things pulsed with need all over again.
But I didn’t make a move to remedy it or anything.
Instead, I turned around, then dropped down to my knees.
He hissed and cursed, knowing exactly what I was about to do.
I reached for his belt, unsurprised to find him also carrying a gun, and tapped it with my hand.
He took the hint and moved it, allowing me to unbuckle and unbutton him before I slowly unzipped his jeans.
He groaned when I bent forward and pressed my lips against his erection through his underwear.
“Still wearing boxers?” I teased.
“The moment they allowed me to wear what the fuck I wanted again, I went back,” he said. “The boys are meant to be free, not confined to enclosed spaces.”
I snickered and tugged his pants down a bit, wishing I had light, but also really loving the fact that I was doing this in the dark.
That way he couldn’t see my hands shake, or how worried I was that I wasn’t doing it correctly.
When I finally pulled his underwear down far enough for his cock to come free, it hit me in the chin.
I burst out laughing, giggling at the meaty sound of it hitting me in the face.
“You just hit me in the face with your penis,” I told him.
He threaded one hand into my hair, and I forgot what I was laughing about.
“Had no control over that, baby,” he growled.
His voice was so gravelly and deep that my nipples hardened under my shirt again.
The need that I could hear from him in person was sending shivers of excitement through me.
“Please,” he pleaded.
I wrapped my hands around his cock and squeezed, enamored with the fact that he was bigger than he used to be.
My hand barely fit around him, and my fingers no longer touched.
“I didn’t realize that penises got bigger,” I mused as I leaned forward and swiped the tip with my tongue.
He hissed as he said, “Maybe your hand just got smaller. Or your perception is off.”
“Or maybe your penis got bigger, and I didn’t forget a single fucking thing when it comes to you,” I countered.
He chuckled at my words.
“Down girl,” he said. “I guess it might’ve gotten bigger. I don’t really know. I don’t pay attention to the specifics.”
That actually amused me.
Which I told him right before I sucked the entire head of his cock into my mouth and pulled.
He cursed, his hand tightening in my hair, and bucked his hips, forcing his cock even farther into my mouth.
“Dammit, I’m not going to last long,” he said. “It’s been too long.”
Well, it was good to know that he was losing control just as fast as I was.
I was currently trying to tell myself that I didn’t need to shove my hand back down my pants and rub myself while I sucked him.
“What do you want?” I asked. “Hard and fast? Do you want to fuck my face?”
He placed his other hand onto the side of my face and answered my question by slowly pulling his cock out and then shoving it back in.
“Fuck,” he cursed as he went even deeper into me.
I licked and sucked for all I was worth, allowing him complete control over everything.
“Use that suction,” he ordered, “and put your hands on my cock, tighten them as much as you can.”
I did what he asked, and he fucked me using the first couple of inches of his cock, which my jaw and throat were extremely happy about.