Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“So fuckin’ wonderful!” I whimpered, meeting his gaze in the mirror. Knuckles’s big body shuddered around me and my pussy pulsed in response. So did his dick. It was a vicious cycle.
Once we’d both adjusted once again, Knuckles fucked me with feeling. He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he established a punishing rhythm. The bathroom counter wasn’t the most comfortable place, but, oh my God, I wouldn’t change a thing! I loved watching his face as he lost himself in my body. It was almost better than the orgasms he gave me without fail.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the bathroom as Knuckles drove into me relentlessly. I met his gaze in the mirror, mesmerized by the raw hunger in his eyes.
“Touch yourself,” he commanded, his voice rough with need. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”
I slid one hand between my body and the counter, finding my clit and circling it with practiced fingers. The dual stimulation -- his cock filling me and my fingers on my clit -- was overwhelming, and I felt myself hurtling toward another orgasm embarrassingly fast.
“That’s it, baby girl.” His pace quickened. “Give it to me.”
My second orgasm hit me even harder than the first, a scream tearing from my throat as my inner walls clamped down on him.
Knuckles’s thrusts grew more urgent, his breathing ragged as he watched me in the mirror. His eyes were dark with lust, possessive and hungry as they locked with mine. He cursed, his rhythm faltering as he chased his own release. “You feel so fucking good.” He slid his hand up my back to tangle in my hair. He tugged just enough to arch my back farther, changing the angle so he hit that perfect spot inside me with every thrust.
“Oh, God,” I gasped, my fingers scrabbling for purchase on the slick counter. “Right there!” I screamed as one last orgasm ripped through me, making my knees go weak. If I hadn’t been trapped between the counter and Knuckles’s powerful body, I doubt I’d have been able to stay upright.
With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his body shuddering as he came. Deep inside my body. And I wasn’t torn up about it.
For several long moments, we stayed like that, both of us breathing hard. Knuckles pressed soft kisses along my spine.
“That was…” I couldn’t even find the words, my brain fuzzy from the multiple orgasms. And yeah, I felt kind of smug about that. I’d gone from never having an orgasm with a partner to having them all the fucking time. And it rocked so hard…
“Yeah,” he agreed. “Definitely.” He carefully withdrew from me and helped me stand upright. My legs trembled beneath me, and he steadied me with a strong arm around my waist. “Shower now? For real this time?”
I glanced at the clock on the wall and groaned. “We have fifteen minutes before people start showing up.”
Knuckles chuckled, reaching past me to turn on the shower. “Then we better be quick.” He helped me into the steaming water, following close behind.
We didn’t make it. Not even close.
Totally worth it.