Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 43551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
I think he likes it when I gag, though. He groans every time I do it, so I keep sucking him, faster and faster. I love his moans, they drive me wild, keep me going, push me further.
Pleasure mounts through my skin and I know I’m moaning louder now. I’m sucking him less, stroking him more, concentrating on the pleasure flooding through my body.
I feel his fingers press inside of me and I groan, rolling my hips. I stroke him faster as he fucks me with his fingers. He pulls them out and licks me, alternating between fucking me and sucking me, and it’s driving me absolutely wild.
He slaps my ass hard, and my skin stings, sending a shiver along my spine. He doesn’t stop, licking my ass, my pussy, my clit. He’s relentless and starving for me, and I think that’s what I love the most.
He wants me, he wants me so badly. He loves licking me, touching me, making me feel good. And I love it just as much. I love his hands on my skin, his cock in my mouth, his moans in my ears. I don’t want this moment to end.
I suck him again, taking him into my throat as he fucks me fast with his fingers. I’m moaning loud, rolling my hips, pleasure mounting, spreading, rolling through me in waves. I’m totally lost to the bliss and I know it’s coming, building up inside of my chest, inside of my entire body.
I pant and start to moan his name. “Oh, god, Daddy. Please, don’t stop. I need you to keep fucking my pussy like that. Keep going.”
He obeys, fucking me fast with his fingers. “I love this little pussy,” he says. “You dirty little girl. You love having your pussy licked and fucked. You can’t help yourself. You’re just a filthy girl, begging for more cock.”
“Yes,” I moan, and he spanks my ass. “Oh, god, yes.”
He licks my pussy and clit and I know I can’t take it anymore. I let go of his cock, both hands on the floor, and I come hard as his tongue explores my every inch.
It feels incredible. He spanks my ass as I come and that only sends me into spasms of joy and pleasure. He doesn’t let me go, relentlessly licking me, until I find myself face down on the carpet, my whole body tingling with relief.
He laughs gently and slides out from underneath me, stroking his big cock slowly.
“Look at you,” he says. “Naked and lying in a puddle of your own cum. I fucking love it.”
I smile at him and slowly get up to my hands and knees. I crawl toward him and take the tip of his cock in my mouth.
I moan as I suck him nice and slow. He watches me, kneeling, hands in my hair. He pulls my hair tight and I suck him faster, bobbing forward, sucking hard.
He moves back and sits on the couch. I get between his legs and take his cock in my mouth. I push forward, as deep as I can. He pushes me deeper and I gag, but I don’t stop. I keep sucking, moaning the whole time, lost in the need to finally get him off.
He groans and fucks my mouth, gripping my hair tight. I moan and let him do what he wants to me. I need him to come so badly. I need him to feel the way that I feel right now.
I suck him faster and faster and finally look up at him, stroking his cock, eyes locked on his. “Come for me, Daddy. Please, come for me.”
He groans and I take him between my lips just as he spurts deep and hot into my throat. I swallow him, every single drop, letting him come deep into my mouth.
When he’s finished, I curl up on the couch next to him. He holds me tight, kisses me softly, and we just stay like that, bodies pressed together. I’m slightly damp with sweat and he has this big smile on his face.
“What?” I ask him finally. “You’re smiling.”
“I’m just content,” he says, shrugging. “Haven’t been content like this in a while.”
“Yeah?”
“Just sitting here with you. It’s… it’s good.”
“Yeah.”
I nuzzle up against him and let myself breathe deep and slow, enjoying the moment.
8
Julian
I have Avery on my mind every second of every day.
I can’t help myself. I don’t see her again that weekend, but I’m like practically giddy heading into the office on Monday. It’s not because I love work, although I kind of do, but because I can’t wait to fucking see my girl.
Avery is there, bright and early. “Morning, boss,” she says as I walk past her desk.
“Come into my office,” I say to her, not glancing down.
She follows me back and shuts the door behind her. I put my stuff down and pull her against me for a quick kiss.