Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
I repositioned myself, nudging her legs apart with my knee. Surprisingly, she spread her legs wider, the sides of her dress slipping off her gorgeous curves. I knelt between her legs, looking at her flat stomach and creamy olive skin. She was so fucking beautiful.
Sliding my hands along her smooth thighs, I alternated my strokes. Sometimes squeezing, sometimes brushing lightly. But always teasing. Always promising more.
Leila bit her lip as she watched me. She wanted this. She probably didn’t know what all it entailed, but she wanted it, nonetheless.
Gradually, I moved closer to her core. Each time my fingertips got an inch closer, she gasped, froze, and then eventually relaxed as I stroked her legs.
Finally, my hands were at the top of her thighs, and I spread her legs farther. As they parted, I could see her hips grind against the floor. Soon, she’d be grinding against my mouth.
I lowered my head, kissing her mound through her panties. Then I nuzzled my way down, positioning my head between her legs. I blew warm air toward her slit, and she groaned.
Using both index fingers, I traced the edges of the gusset of her panties. Girls were usually ticklish there, so I made the pressure firm. When her hips rose and she pressed against my fingers, I slipped my fingertips under the elastic of her panties, letting the cool air reach her heated skin.
Fuck, she smelled good. I could feel the heat coming off her slit and could smell her arousal. It was partly the familiar sweet scent of her skin, but also something more. Some intoxicating combination of factors that drew me even closer.
Tilting my head to the side, I blew warm air on her bare skin, and she squealed. Her arms moved, and I sensed she was clutching the blankets on either side of her. I was trying to be patient and go slow, but I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her. I pulled her panties to the side and nuzzled my nose along her slit. When my tongue snaked out, her startled gasp turned into a deep moan.
My tongue dipped in further and found slippery moisture. She liked this. She wanted this. And I was going to make sure it was the most powerful orgasm of her life.
I lapped at her slit as she groaned and squirmed. I held her thighs down, and for a moment, she pushed against me, perhaps reflexively, and then her muscles relaxed. I slid my tongue up her folds, flicking over the little nub that was the center of her pleasure.
A thought hit. Did she even know what a clit was? This poor girl had so much to learn. Judging from the way she gasped and moaned, she knew that it felt good when I guided my tongue over it.
My cock was rock hard, but I ignored it. She was the only one coming today. I circled her clit with my tongue while she writhed underneath me. Then I drew my finger along her slippery folds, gathering moisture. When I rubbed directly against her clit, she almost bolted off the floor. Then her hips resumed undulating as my finger glided down, finding her entrance.
It was an entrance I wasn’t allowed to enter, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t circle it. I did just that, pressing my fingertip just inside as her moans filled the room.
Easing off her clit, I pushed gently against her tight channel from all angles. Her breathing grew more ragged, and suddenly, her small hand was on my hair, pushing my head.
I knew what she wanted. I pressed my face more firmly against her heated folds, lapping at her clit as I kept up the pressure from my finger. I let her moans, groans, and labored breaths tell me when to ease up and when to give her more.
Until she was nearing the point of no return. I wouldn’t be doing her first time justice if I didn’t drive her into an explosion of pleasure, and that’s exactly what I intended to do. I angled my tongue at her clit, licking it from all sides until it was finally time to suck the whole thing into my mouth. I pushed a second finger just barely inside her and scissored my fingers slightly apart as I sucked hard on her little pleasure center.
Her legs trembled on either side of my face, and she clutched my hair so tightly that it hurt.
Not that I minded.
Her hips rose off the floor and her entire body froze, her muscles tense and rigid. Then she cried out, a loud, almost inhuman noise that probably reached the first floor. She was a live wire, bucking underneath me, her limbs flailing as she gasped and groaned. I could feel the vibrations as her inner walls spasmed.
I worked her clit hard, wanting to make her pleasure last as long as possible. Her scream turned into a hoarse groan as her fingers returned to my head, fisting my hair. Finally, her hips sunk back down, her muscles losing their tension as she collapsed beneath me.