Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 73043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
She licked her lips, then dropped down to press a kiss to my jaw.
“You just lie there and let me make myself come,” she ordered, straddling my thighs once again.
I watched as she did, my hard cock filling up the space between her parted thighs quite nicely.
Then she took the lube, clicked open the cap with one thumb, and upended it.
I didn’t say a word as she did what she would.
Instead, I watched her pour way too much on me, then start slicking me up and down. She’d used so much on me that it started to slide down my shaft, past my sac, and down to the crack of my ass to the bed.
I didn’t care that we were making a mess.
I only cared about the fact that she was here. That she was lubing me up.
Neither one of us said a word as she made the biggest mess in the universe.
I didn’t say a word at all while she worked the lube down over my length, then parted her thighs as she brought that same hand she’d been using on me to her own pussy lips.
Once she was sufficiently coated, she threw the bottle down on the bed and scooted into place high up over my cock.
And when she sat down, easily guiding my cock into her, it took everything I had not to arch up and meet her. Or better yet, grab her by the hips and force myself into her so deep and hard that she screamed.
Either way, I would’ve been happy.
Then again, I wasn’t unhappy, either, with the way she slowly sank down on me. I was just frustrated.
I wanted more. Harder, and faster.
But I didn’t do anything to stop her.
She was the driver of this show, and I was going to stick to my word whether I wanted to die right now or not.
My eyes closed, and I was fairly sure that every single muscle in my body was straining to stay where it was.
My palms were clenched in the bedspread. My fingernails hurt because I was hanging on so hard.
Then there were my feet.
My toes were actually curled.
She placed the tip of my cock at her entrance, and my eyes flew open.
And she was smiling.
She was enjoying this.
I broke.
I couldn’t do it.
Not today.
Not when this was so new.
Not when everything about her was still so new, so fresh.
I’d had her a grand total of five times.
Five.
Count those.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
And that wasn’t enough.
It’d probably never be enough, but at least after a few decades of having her, I might begin to control myself a little better.
I saw the change come over her face. She knew I broke.
She looked victorious. As if that was what she’d been planning this entire time.
“You little bitch,” I breathed.
Then I had her on her back, and my cock filling her sweet, hot pussy moments later.
Her back arched, and the cords on her neck strained, and she screamed as I filled her up.
With the amount of lube she used, everything slid all the way in.
Which was a surprise to her because normally I had to work myself in. But not today. Today, she’d been primed. Not to mention, she’d already given me a blow job, and I knew for a fact that it’d turned her on.
Speaking of that blow job, technically, I guess, that should mean that I shouldn’t be close.
But I was.
I was so close that if I didn’t at least gain some semblance of control, I would be blowing my load before I’d even gotten her off.
And that just wouldn’t be fair.
Not when she’d gotten me off so nicely in my living room just a short time ago.
I pulled out, even though I think I died a little inside when I did so and moved down her body.
I nibbled on her belly, pulling lightly on the soft curves there, and then moved down the moment she giggled.
Her hands went to my hair, and right then, I contemplated never cutting it again.
When I’d gotten home from this last ‘deployment’, I’d let it go a little wild. But I really didn’t like it this wild…not until she buried her fingers deep into my hair and cried out with a wild passion that was making my heart race.
“Ahhh, God,” I growled. “You smell so good.”
“That’s the lube,” she giggled again.
“No,” I disagreed. “I know exactly what that smells like, and though I do smell it, I smell you more. You,” I dropped my mouth down to hover just above her clit. “Smell like sugar cookies. Why is that?”
“I have this female, errrr, lotion,” she explained. “I bought it online with my vibrator. It’s supposed to cleanse as well as help it remain ‘fresh.’”
Well, it smelled fresh.
It also smelled fucking edible.
“Goddammit,” I growled. “I don’t know what I was ever thinking. This pull you have toward me,” I dropped a kiss directly on top of her clit. “It’s something out of this fucking world. I never stood a freakin’ chance.”