Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 62772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
15
TARA
Holy hell. That was way more than I’d hoped for. Lying on his chest, I wondered if I could convince him to go again. Three times was my record in one night. If I was going to tie it with anyone, he was a good option. I lay there, trying to decide my next move. As much as I wanted another full-blown sex session, I would love to feel his cock in my mouth just as much. I rolled over, letting my fingers slide down his waist. Maybe I would get lucky, and the blow job would lead to sex again. A girl could always hope.
His breathing increased as my fingers lowered, reaching my destination. I felt his cock move against my hand as I massaged his balls. He groaned and shifted, giving me better leverage. His lips moved across my forehead, his breath floating softly through the air. I dotted his chest with kisses, not stopping the rhythm of my hand. As I kept moving down, his body tensed first, then relaxed with my touch. Closer to his waist, I could taste the salty sweat leftover from our previous session. Then, further still, his legs spread apart, letting me slide in between his thighs.
His cock was at full height as my tongue danced around his shaft. I licked his shaft from the tip to his balls and then manipulated them with my fingers. He shifted again, and I settled in between his legs, slightly above him. I placed my hands on his thighs and balanced on my shins as I moved my mouth up and down his cock. He moaned louder, shifting his hips toward me. My mouth tightened on him, and I moved one hand around his shaft as I stroked gently. Licking the precum off his tip, I slid my mouth down again until I felt his head entering my throat. I relaxed my throat, taking all of him in.
“Fuck, Tara. This feels amazing.”
I felt his ass and thighs tightening as he shifted yet again, starting to fuck my mouth. I held on, widening my mouth, letting him have his way with me. He reached for the back of my head, holding me down. I gagged a little but kept going. His cock felt amazing.
“Tara, damn. I’m going to come.”
I squeezed his balls and felt his cock tighten again. My mouth was full of his sweetness in seconds, licking it up so I didn’t spill a drop. I swallowed and moved up his torso again. Our mouths touched, tongues on fire as we wrapped up in each other. He grabbed my waist and rolled over, resting on top. My breasts met his mouth as he teased my nipples taut. It didn’t take long for him to harden again. I felt his cock moving between my legs, stroking him the rest of the way. With my hand steering the way, I led him to my soaked pussy. Pulling up slightly, he granted my silent wish and plunged his thick shaft into me. I widened my legs, taking him deeper than I imagined I could.
“Landon. Oh shit. Landon.”
“You want it, baby? Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck. Shit. I need you. Fuck me hard.”
I didn’t have to say it twice. He pushed my legs back, knees close to my tits. The tip of his cock hit all the right nerves, and I couldn’t hold on much longer. I panted, arching my back and grinding my hips toward him. We were in sync, hitting our peak. He thrust against me again, sending me over the edge while I tried to catch my breath. In an instant, we connected on another level, both climaxing. Dropping beside me again, he let out a slow exhale, then reached over and pulled me closer, a look of complete satisfaction on his face.
We lay there, holding on to each other until we both drifted off to sleep.
I woke with a start, not knowing where I was. Landon’s soft snores beside me reminded me that I was in his bed. Hand to my forehead, I couldn’t believe we’d had sex. Shit, more than sex. We’d fucked hard. And I’d loved every minute of it. My hand moved down to my lips, caressing them. The last thing I remembered was swallowing his sweet cum. His cock was everything I’d hoped for and more.
But now, what would I do? How would he respond if I was still here in the morning? To my knowledge, I was the only outsider to be in his home in years. Would he be okay in the light of the morning? I sighed, remembering I didn’t have a car. There was no way I was calling my mom or dad to come to pick me up. And I didn’t want to involve Mina. She already thought we were dating. Wait until she found out we’d skipped the dating part and just jumped into bed. I didn’t regret what we did. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t mind a do-over.