Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“Oh, god. Yes,” she panted, eyeing my thick shaft.
“First, I’m going to slide between your tits, and that pretty little mouth of yours is going to suck on the head until I’m ready to spill my cum down your throat.”
I climbed on the bed, throwing my leg over her body, resting my cock in her cleavage, and grabbed her chin to look at me. “Are you going to swallow my cum like a good girl?”
Her eyes blazed with fire, but she nodded.
Reaching back, I swiped my palm between her legs and collected her cum to use as my lube. Her lips parted as she watched me stroke myself inches from her face like she was silently begging for a taste against her will.
Cradling her curves in my palms, I pressed them together around my length and moaned at the first stroke between the soft flesh. As I told her she would, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, sucking hard. I almost came right then and there with one single push, but I grit my teeth and held back, not ready for the sight of her ruby-red lips stretched wide to be over.
Pulling back, I circled my thumbs over her hard nipples, groaning when she jerked up, her soft body brushing against my balls.
Another suck. Another push. Another circle. Again and again, until I couldn’t hold back anymore. Watching her for any cues of discomfort, I abandoned her breasts and gripped her jaw. I dug my fingers into the joint and held her mouth open.
“I want to watch my cum fill your mouth.”
She held my stare, her eyes blazing with a silent chant. Do it. Do it.
I jerked my cock frantically, panting just as hard as her. With my cock at the edge of her lips, she flicked her tongue against the head, and I was a goner. My chest vibrated with the rapid beat of my heart, and groans of pleasure were ripped from my soul. The orgasm hit me like a freight train. Through it all, I never looked away as rope after rope of cum pooled against her tongue.
“Swallow,” I ordered when the orgasm finally abated enough for me to speak.
The minx that she was, did as I commanded but took the time to give one last suck to my head to collect every drop, sending another shudder of lightning through my veins.
“Mmmm. Not bad.”
I growled, thinking of all the ways I could make her pay for the feisty comment. She knew what she was doing, pushing me to react—issuing a challenge with a single raised brow and quirk of her lips.
But I had more important things to get to. “My turn.”
I slid down her body, sucking one nipple, and harshly twisting the other. Her whimpers urged me for more with each bite down her flat stomach until I wedged my wide shoulders between her slim thighs. I hovered my mouth over the sweet scent of her pussy, drooling at the soaking, pink folds. She shuddered when I blew softly against the swollen nub. Just when she expected me to eat her out, I adjusted my plan, throwing her off when I flipped her over and jerked her knees under her.
I kept her too far back for her to get her elbows under her, so she was forced to keep her chest to the bed, arching her ass up for perfect display. And between it all sat the purple circle wedged tight in her little ass. I considered abandoning my original plan and tugging it free just to replace it with my cock, but now that the edge of my need had been softened, I could think clearer—I could take my time.
The golden color of her skin extended to every hidden place on her body—a perfect canvas. Without warning, I smacked my hand across one cheek, listening carefully for her response. A shocked gasp. Quickly followed by a shuddering whimper.
“Look at that,” I said, stroking my palm over the perfect red print blooming against her skin. The first time I saw her, I wondered how many smacks it’d take to create such a rosy blush against honey skin. Now that I knew, all I wanted to know was how dark I could make it and how long it would last. Goddamn, what I wouldn’t do to make it permanent. “Like a brand, marking you as mine.”
Still soothing one side, I smacked the other. Next came a frustrated growl of pleasure that sank into my skin, marking me in her own way.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes,” she hissed.
“Hmmm, I’m not sure I believe you,” I taunted. “Maybe I should stop.”
“No,” she cried out.
“Well, let me see for myself.”
I swiped my palm between her legs, collecting her cum, making sure to brush her clit on the pass.