Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“I’m so what?” she asks quietly.
“Beautiful,” I breathe, taking her in. “Perfect. Sexy. Fuckable.”
Kelsey lets out a giggle, but it sounds like she’s choking. It’s a strange noise coming from a girl in her funeral best. I don’t point that out to her. We’re finally starting to get somewhere.
“This is a bad idea,” Kelsey says. “We have people downstairs expecting us.”
I run my hands up and down her arms, keeping her close to me. “They’re just going to have to wait.”
I press my lips to Kelsey’s in a long-wanted kiss. Our tongues swirl together as our hands struggle to pull each other closer until nothing separates us. I moan into her mouth when my hard cock brushes against her hips.
“Oh god,” Kelsey pants. “I want you so bad. Fuck me again, Marcus.”
I grin down at her. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Kelsey steps back until her knees hit the bed. I gently push her shoulders so she sits down on the mattress, big curves bouncing beautifully. Holding my weight with my arms, I guide myself over her so I can reattach my lips to her plump, luscious mouth. I would be happy kissing these lips for hours, but we both have something else in mind.
“Please Marcus,” Kelsey whines. I can’t say no to a begging woman. I sit her up and unzip her dress, finally watching the shiny fabric fall to the floor of my bedroom, exactly where it belongs. Oh shit. We’re definitely going to Hell now … and yet the Devil’s home never looked so good.
Chapter Eight
Kelsey
Being naked in front of Marcus again was the last thing I planned on doing today, but I can’t help it. I tried to put up a fight, but we both knew I would give in.
I’m so glad I did.
I tear at Marcus’s clothes so they fall to the floor beside my cardigan and dress. Within seconds of landing on the bed, Marcus and I are both naked. Oh shit, his cock is huge and my mouth waters seeing it.
But first things first. He kisses my lips then trails down my chin to my neck before settling on my breasts. I gasp when he pulls my left nipple into his mouth and sucks. His tongue traces my most sensitive area. I squirm beneath him, moaning.
“So good,” I pant. “God, you’re so good with my tits.”
He laughs into my chest before setting his attentions on my other nipple. This second attack is just as pleasurable. My hands seek to grab onto something, and I settle for gripping the bed sheets.
When Marcus has had enough of my breasts, he continues his journey down my body. He kisses my thighs, teasing me. I love that he does this.
“Baby, please,” I say. “Lick me there. You know, there.”
Marcus laughs low in his chest before continuing his assault on my thighs, kissing me anywhere but where I long to be kissed. I try pushing his head towards my center but he resists. Finally, when he can tell I can’t take any more of his teasing, he heads home.
“Oh, yes,” I practically scream when his lips close around my clit. He licks and sucks like a man starved. “Don’t fucking stop. That feels so good, big boy.”
He licks harder and faster. I was already feeling horny just from watching Marcus stroll around in his gorgeous suit, but now I’m absolutely soaked. Marcus inserts two fingers into my sopping hole without any resistance.
“Unnnh!” I scream. “Oh god.”
Marcus just smiles like a Cheshire Cat. He rubs my clit with his tongue while pumping his thick fingers in and out of me, making obscene wet sucking sounds.
“Add another,” I beg. “Fill me up.”
Finally Marcus obeys my request. He slips a third finger in and then quickly ups it to four. It feels almost as good as when he had his hard cock inside me.
It doesn’t take long for Marcus’s thrusts and sucks on my clit to push me near the edge.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” is my desperate gasp. “Don’t fucking stop. I’m so close.”
I wiggle beneath him as my orgasm builds deep inside.
Marcus’s blue eyes flare.
“Cum for me, Kelsey. Cum on my hand. I want to taste you.”
His words push me over the edge and my insides quake. He continues to pump his fingers while I shatter, fracturing into a million pieces.
“Uh, uh, yeah, oh God, SO GOOD!” I scream. I should keep my voice down knowing there are friends and family mourning below us, but I just can’t. If they felt the way Marcus is making me feel, they would understand.
Marcus removes his fingers and crawls back up my body when my orgasm subsides. I pant while he kisses my chest and neck.
“That was incredible,” I tell him. “Better than last time.”
“You know what would feel even better?”
I grin at him. “Yes, I do.” I spread my legs wide as he settles between them. I’m still sensitive, but the promise of Marcus’s cock buried deep inside overpowers it.