Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
I shook my head as he pinched again. I bit my bottom lip as I let out a little moan and rubbed my rear against him. His dick was hard, and I was getting wet.
“I was thinking all I had to do was pull the sweatpants down and your pussy would be bare and ready for me to feast.”
As he said it, his hands moved down to my waist. His fingers worked quickly to release the drawstring of the sweatpants before letting them drop to the floor.
“Step out of them,” he ordered.
I did so quickly, laughing when he pulled up the hem of the t-shirt and pulled it over my head. He then made quick work of unhooking my bra before pushing it forward so it trailed down my arms. It landed in a heap on the floor next to the discarded sweatpants and t-shirt. I squeaked when he gripped me by the waist and lifted me up, turning me to face him before setting me down on the island and stepping between my legs.
“I’m still hungry,” he growled.
I blushed as I licked my lips. “You are?”
He nodded. “I have a very specific addiction, and it hasn’t been fed today.”
I swallowed thickly as my heartbeat picked up speed. Ryan ran his hand up my torso to my neck before sliding it behind my head and pulling me forward. I met him without hesitation, whimpering as he traced my lips with his tongue. I loved the way he took over and kissed me, especially the way it always seemed like he couldn’t get enough. Only when I was thoroughly kissed and completely enthralled did he pull back.
“Lean back,” he commanded.
I leaned back onto my elbows and stared at him as he spread my legs and bent forward. Setting his nose against my mound, he trailed it back and forth a half dozen times.
“Mm,” he rasped. “You smell so good.”
My eyes rolled back when he slowly licked from the bottom of my sex to the top. Wrapping his arms around my thighs, he held me in place as he licked and sucked my sensitive clit. I cried out as I ground against him, lost in the sensations of him feasting on me. When he slid two fingers inside of me and began moving them in and out, I felt my pussy getting wetter.
“Fucking love how wet you get,” he said.
I groaned his name when he touched the tip of my clit.
“Please,” I begged. “Oh, please.”
The pads of his fingers began rubbing a magical spot inside of me that I’d heard about but never found myself.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, “that’s… so… oh!”
He tapped against it several times before he went back to rubbing, his motions getting faster.
“That’s right,” he rasped. “Be a good girl, Julia. Come for me.”
My back arched as the breath exploded from my lungs and I came with a silent scream. I heard how wet I was, heard how fast his fingers were working inside of me, and it made me crazy. His tongue swirled over my clit as my orgasm went on and on.
“Ryan,” I gasped. “Ryan!”
I had only just finishing coming when he picked me up off the counter and headed to the hallway, walking all the way down to where my bedroom door stood open. He set me down on the bed before standing up and tearing his clothes off. Seconds later he was over me, his cock rubbing against my soaked pussy.
“We haven’t used a condom even once,” he noted. “If you have anything here you want me to use, now’s the time to tell me.”
We’d talked about it the night before, so I knew he hadn’t had sex in years. I knew most people would argue that we needed to use protection, but I didn’t care. Even thinking of him getting me pregnant turned me on. Plus, it wasn’t like I had condoms.
I shook my head. “I don’t have anything.”
He grinned down at me as he lined himself up. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he admitted as he thrust inside.
It was the fourth time we’d had sex, but it didn’t matter. I still felt my body stretching to accommodate him, the sweetest sting of him being a little too much spreading through me as I gripped his forearms with my hands.
“Your pussy is so fucking perfect,” he groaned. “I don’t want to wear condoms, Julia. Ever.”
I nodded as he reared back and then thrust in hard.
“I want to fuck,” he said as he pulled out and slammed back in, “your tight little pussy without anything between us, ever.”
I whimpered as he pulled out and then thrust in several times in quick succession.
“I want to go deep,” he rasped, “and cum inside of you as much as humanly possible.”
I gasped as my pussy clenched around him.