Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Yes.” That’s the only thing she can say as I move to put my mouth over hers.
“Taste you on my tongue,” I urge her before I slide my tongue into her mouth. She sucks my tongue as if she’s sucking my cock, and I’m about to come in my fucking shorts. I close my eyes, letting her mouth go. “Look at my fingers,” I tell her and her eyes go to my fingers. “They’re fucking that perfect little pussy.” Her breathing is not coming as easy as it was before. “Do you like my fingers fucking you?” She arches her back as she nods. “Tell me what you want me to do?” My fingers slow down their pace as I draw them out. “If you don’t tell me, I’m going to take my fingers out of you.”
“No.” Her hand quickly flies to my wrist not to let it move.
“Then tell me.” I push my fingers up on her G-spot.
“Can you play with my clit?” I try not to smirk as I move back down to feast on her.
“Your wish is my command.” I look up at her as I suck it into my mouth. “Like that?” I flick it with my tongue as my fingers move even faster. Her pussy gets tighter and tighter with each thrust. Her juices are rolling down my knuckles, and fuck, do I want to fuck her into the mattress. Her hand comes to my head as her hips move on their own. “That’s it, baby,” I tell her. “Fuck my fingers.” I don’t move anymore, making her do all the work. “You’re almost there. I can feel it.”
“I don’t think so,” she pants out as my thumb comes to help my tongue at her clit. “I don’t think I can.”
“Baby, your pussy needs to come”—my fingers start to move—“and I’m going to make it come.”
“Brady,” she moans louder, “it’s like right there, but I don’t think—”
“Stop thinking.” My thumb flicks her clit as my teeth come out and bite down on it for a second before letting it go and then sucking it into my mouth. “Feel it, baby,” I tell her as my fingers push her G-spot. I bite down on her clit, and she thrashes in my bed. Her hips fly up, and I have to hold them down as her hand grips my hair. I swear, it’s like she clamps down so tight on my fingers they can’t move. “You’re coming,” I tell her, and she nods. “Let go, baby, I got you.”
“Brady,” she says one more time before her head goes back into the pillow as she arches her back, and she moans over and over. “I’m coming,” she tells me as if I can’t feel her gush all over my fingers. My tongue comes out to lick all of her clean, my fingers making her ride out her orgasm, stopping when her hips stop moving, and she goes lax in my bed. “Oh my God,” she declares, opening her eyes and looking at me. “That was…”
I slide my fingers out of her, her eyes watching me as I lick her clean from my fingers. “What was it?”
“I don’t think that’s ever happened to me, that big.”
I smile. “Can you imagine how hard you’re going to come with my cock in you?” I question, and her eyes get hooded. I know if I pulled down my shorts and slid into her, she would let me. But not fucking tonight. I want time with her when I fuck her. I want all fucking night and not just a couple of minutes. Also, not when her kid is down the hall, and he’s probably not settled.
She sits up in bed and kisses my stomach, her hand moving, and I stop her. “No,” I say, and she looks as if I slapped cold water on her. “You’re tired.”
“I’m the opposite of tired. I’m wide awake.” She twists her wrist out of my hand and then cups my cock. I close my eyes. “I’m not good at this,” she tells me. “I’ve only done it twice before.” Jesus fucking Christ, she was married, and she only sucked his dick twice? “He wasn’t a fan, so you should know that.”
“Harmony,” I whisper through clenched teeth when she pushes down the elastic to my shorts, and my cock springs free. “I’m going to go out on a limb and say you weren’t the problem.”
Her eyes fixate on my cock that is so hard I think it could cut through fucking marble. “It’s so”—her hand comes up to grip the base—“wide and thick.” She moves her hand up and down, and I have to control my breathing as she plays with my dick, not knowing the effect she has on me.
“You keep doing that, and it’s going to be over before you know it,” I hiss, and she giggles.