Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
She pulled the front of my jeans down slowly, and then moaned when she got the first good look at my cock’s base.
In fact, she was so enraptured with the first sight of it, she forgot what she was doing, and leaned forward to lick the base while the waistband of my underwear cut off circulation to the rest of my cock.
But the moment she pressed that hot tongue to the base and trailed up the vein to where my cock was being bisected by my underwear, I threw my head back and moaned.
“Fucking goddammit,” I found myself saying.
I hadn’t been aware that the base of my cock was even all that sensitive; but apparently, it was.
Greatly so.
“I wonder if I could take all of you up to right here,” she blew a breath along the line where her tongue had traced along my bare skin. “It’d take a lot of practice.”
I couldn’t stand it anymore and reached forward, putting the palm of my hand over her ear.
“Seriously should go back into the shadows at least,” I muttered, gritting my teeth lightly when she reached forward and tugged down the front of my boxer briefs.
My cock bounced free, bobbing lightly with the beat of my heart.
She reached forward and encircled the middle of my cock with her hand and gave it a few expert pumps.
I closed my eyes in bliss.
Then I felt the heat of her mouth on my tip right before she circled her tongue around it like one would a melting ice cream cone as they tried to catch all the drips at once.
I saw stars.
With her down on the ground, knees likely uncomfortable as hell due to the uneven road, I could do nothing but watch. It was hard to convince her why we shouldn’t be doing this, especially with her choking on my cock.
Literally choking. Each time she would push forward, I would hit the back of her throat, and she’d try to push a little bit past where she’d gone the first time.
Then she swallowed, and all of those beautiful muscles in her throat clamped down on my cock tightly, stealing my breath.
“Fuck!” I grunted, circling the base of my cock with my own fist, halting my release that was already boiling in my balls.
“Get up,” I barked.
She pulled off my cock and stood, looking at me uneasily.
“Bend over the back of the bike.”
She blinked at me.
“Now!”
I started to slowly work my fist up the length of my shaft, waiting for her to comply.
Which she did.
Only, before I could do anything crazy like rip her jeans down to her ankles and plunge inside of her, I heard the unmistakable sound of a motor.
“Fuck,” I grunted, going up to her and pulling her up and spinning her around.
I pinned my cock between us, holding her close, and waited for the car to pass.
It did moments later, topping the hill from the opposite direction in which we’d been headed earlier, and passing us all within five seconds.
Only, they pulled over about a hundred yards down from us.
“Goddammit,” I grumbled.
I looked down at the woman in my arms.
“This is all your fault,” I grunted, pulling her into my hold tighter than before.
She blinked her eyes at me innocently.
“What did I do?”
I leaned down and nipped the side of her neck with my teeth, causing her to jerk in surprise.
My cock twitched between us.
She batted her eyelids.
“Y’all okay?”
I looked up at the shout, and saw a man half leaning out of the window of his truck, staring at me like I was crazy.
Sure, my bike was kind of hanging out in the road, but I suppose it wasn’t every day that you saw a couple kissing on the side of the highway…even if we were in the middle of Podunk, Texas.
“I’m fine, thank you. Just stopped to stretch our legs.”
My words turned from sure and confident, to a high-pitched squeak at the end due to Kennedy raising her hand and encircling it around the head of my cock.
When she swiped her thumb over the hole and collected the fluid that’d started to form there, my eyes nearly crossed.
I cleared my throat. “Thank you for asking, though.”
The man waved and then took off without another word.
I stayed where I was, glaring down at the woman in my arms who didn’t even have the decency to look up at me, until the man was so far away that I could barely see him any longer.
“That was fucking rude,” I growled, then lifted her up into my arms and started walking into the trees off the side of the road.
She easily circled my hips with her legs, and locked them behind her back. Though, as we walked, she started to unbutton her jeans.
When she shoved her hands down the front of her pants, and came back out with wet fingers, I leaned forward and sucked them clean.