Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 133682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
In a flash, she sets both hands on my chest and pushes me down on the bed. She plays with the waistband of my boxer briefs. “Take it off, boss,” she says, and my entire body crackles with electricity.
“You like calling me boss,” I observe as I reach for her hand.
“I also like your orders,” she says.
Well, then. “Then, you take them off.”
Like I’ve given her the keys to a sports car she’s been raring to drive, she tugs them down, gasping as she frees my cock.
Her lips part into the most devilish smile. “Oh, yes. I see the stockings have definitely been hung. And I’d like to say thank you for that.”
I laugh, but I’m too turned on for my laughter to last long. Besides, if she wants to say thank you, I’m going all in with this game. I reach for her face, running my thumb along her jawline. “Do it, Fable. Thank me with those perfect lips.”
She shivers. She fucking shivers, like this is her fevered dream when it’s completely mine. I wrap a hand around the base of my aching shaft and point it toward her. “Don’t make me wait,” I tell her in a rough, demanding voice. “That wouldn’t be very courteous, now, would it?”
A gasp falls from her pretty mouth as she slides down the bed, settling between my thighs. Then, she darts out her tongue and licks the head, and I groan so loud I’d be afraid neighbors would hear if we had any.
“Yessss, you’re so fucking polite,” I mutter.
“But I’ve barely touched you,” she says, teasing me with another caress of the crown with her tongue as she licks off a drop of pre-come.
“And that’s about to end. Because I want you to show me your manners,” I tell her. “Take me deep right now.”
She stops licking only to slide her face down the side of my dick. Holy fuck. She’s rubbing my cock against her cheek, and I am shaking with lust. Her eyes float closed as she moves her face, returning her lips to my shaft, then licking down the other side. “I will…I swear, I will…It’s just…so good,” she murmurs.
I can’t take it. Can’t stand how good this feels. How sexy she is. How much I want her. I can barely handle the way I’m strung tight in every goddamn cell. The desire to take her, throw her down and eat her, then finger her, then fuck her till she comes all over my cock overwhelms me.
But.
I’d come too soon. I’m already close to the edge. I’m not sure I can last long. I fight off the urge to say let me fuck you now, honey. Instead, I say in my most stern voice, “If you say please, I’ll fuck your throat.”
She lifts her face, meets my gaze, then swirls that wicked tongue around the head one more time. “Please and thank you,” she whispers against my cock. Then, she drops down, and takes me all the way into her lush mouth.
Sparks fly across my nerves. Pleasure rockets through my whole body. And Fable sucks me deep, and relentlessly, and urgently. “Yes, fucking yes,” I tell her, letting go of the manners game at last. I curl a hand tighter around her head, her silky copper hair falling through my fingers. She reaches up, presses her hand tighter around mine, a signal to grip harder.
I comply as she swallows my dick once more, her hands returning to my thighs.
Her lips are stretched wide. Her head bobs up and down. I guide her along. “Yes, you’re so good at that. Look at you. Taking my dick all the way.”
The praise seems to spur her along. To suck faster. Relax deeper. Work my dick over and over with her intoxicating mouth. Lust barrels down my spine. My balls tighten. “Don’t stop,” I command. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
She goes faster with the order, then her right hand disappears…under her jammies and between her thighs. I go up in flames. “You’re soaked, aren’t you? Bet your fingers are so fucking wet right now. All from you sucking my dick.”
On a nod, she moans. She fucking moans against my cock. And that’s it. I’m done. My release crashes into me, obliterating all my senses as I come down her throat with a long, strangled groan.
My vision blurs. The world burns away. I am nothing but white-hot lust. And I don’t stop moaning for a long, long time.
But I’m not so far gone that I lose sight of one very important thing. When she lets my dick fall from her mouth, I shoot her a wicked grin. “Where are my manners? I need to say I’m sorry for coming first.”
I tap her hip, and in no time, she pushes off her pajamas.
“Good,” I say. “Now sit on my face.”