Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 137077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 685(@200wpm)___ 548(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 685(@200wpm)___ 548(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Finally, with a ragged groan, he explodes, shooting his hot and salty cum down my throat. I hungrily take it all, not losing a single drop. When he’s spent, I even lick up and down his length and swipe at the corners of my lips, slipping my thumb into my mouth to make sure I get it all.
“Jesus, Riley,” Cameron pants. His chest is rising and falling so fast that even his abs are contracting with every breath. But his eyes are mine, all mine as he looks down his body at me, still between his legs. “Come here,” he orders. His hands, which are still around my head, pull me up, guiding my mouth to his.
He has no compunction about kissing me with the taste of his cum still on my tongue. In fact, I think he likes it because he shoves his tongue immediately into my mouth, kissing me passionately.
I think that’s it, figuring he’ll need some recovery time after coming so well, but after a few seconds of kissing, he keeps pushing me higher. Confused, I pull away with a questioning look. “Sit on my face. I want to see how wet you are after sucking me like that.”
I already know the answer to that. Very wet. Like I can feel the slickness on my inner thighs. And when I position myself over Cameron, my knees folded beneath me as I straddle his face like a queen, there are clear strings of arousal coating me. His grin is pure evil as he slowly… so slowly… runs his palms up my inner thighs to draw teasing circles in the slickness.
“All this from giving me pleasure?” It’s a rhetorical question that he definitely already knows the answer to. Still, I nod even though his eyes are fixated on my center.
“Cameron.”
When I say his name, his gaze slowly lifts to mine, heat burning in those blue eyes as he licks a languid line from my entrance up to my clit. “Yes?” he murmurs, a cocky smirk lifting one side of his lips before he goes back for another taste.
I whimper, not sure what to say. I want him to lick me, to relieve this throbbing ache in my clit the way I know he can. And though he is licking my pussy, it’s not enough. He’s torturing me now, the same way I did to him. I might be the one on top, nearly pinning him to the bed, but he’s in control now and I’m at his mercy, begging for more.
“Hold on to the headboard,” he says. It’s all the warning I get before he buries his mouth fully in the folds of my core, devouring me ravenously. I worry I’m going to suffocate him, but he lays his arms heavily over my thighs, holding me down, keeping me tight as he consumes me, feasting with wet-sounding smacks like I’m the most delicious delicacy he’s ever had.
It feels so good, but my pussy is clenching, painfully aware of its empty hollowness and desperately wanting Cameron’s cock. I try to reach behind me to see if he’s hard again, praying he is, but he growls against me and the rough vibration has me collapsing against the headboard. “Oh, fuck,” I cry out, the orgasm taking me by surprise.
My hips buck wildly, but Cameron never loses his hold on me. I can feel the roughness of his scruff marking my thighs, his fingers denting the flesh of my thighs, and the soft heat of his tongue on my clit as I shatter apart and then bang back together, time after time, coming in waves.
Suddenly, I’m flying. Well, it feels like I am, but it’s Cameron rolling us over. Beneath him on the bed now, he slams into my still pulsing pussy, and the orgasm that was trying to subside sweeps me under again.
I’m shivering, my muscles clenching uncontrollably, all bodily control gone. No, not gone. It’s Cameron’s. My body is his to do with as he wants.
Apparently, what he wants is to fuck me to death because I think I might die from orgasms. Later, I’ll laugh at that, but right now, I don’t have enough oxygen to laugh. All I can do is moan senselessly.
Cameron interlocks our fingers, pressing my hands to the bed above my head, and distantly, I hear him calling my name. “Riley. Look at me, baby.”
My eyes spin, my head nothing more than a roar, but I fight through it to find him, looking for the brightness of his blue eyes as a touchpoint of reality. I blink, and when he sees my vision clear enough to focus, he smiles. “There you are. Stay with me. We’re going together this time.”
Again? He wants me to come again. I can’t. I shake my head, my eyes rolling back. And being the asshole he is, Cameron chuckles. Apparently, he has enough oxygen for silly things like that.