Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
The soft, velvety skin presses against my face, the heat and wetness engulfing me. I feel her inner muscles contract around my tongue as it delves and explores every inch of her. Her hips move in a steady rhythm, urging me to continue.
It’s obvious how good this feels to Tempe, but it fucking feels amazing to me as well. My dick is hard as a rock and I want to fuck her, but my determination to give her the most intense oral sex she’s ever had spurs me on. The taste of her arousal on my tongue is so addictive.
Her hands grip my head, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer, pushing my face deeper into her. I love her demanding ways, but I’m stronger than she is. I pull back slightly, teasing her with light licks before diving back in with more force. Her swollen clit begs for attention, and I oblige by swirling my tongue, alternating with gentle nibbles and hard pushes.
Tempe moans and writhes, turning me on even more. I have to reach down to readjust myself, my erection pressing painfully against my zipper.
I curse under my breath as I continue pleasuring her, feeling the intensity building between us. Every flick of my tongue brings us both closer to the edge.
Tempe’s movements are fervent and desperate. She lets out a deep breath, her legs tensing as I continue to bring her closer and closer to climax.
But I just need more.
I abruptly rise with a sense of urgency.
“What are you doing?” Tempe demands, and I bet if she could have gotten her hands on my head, she would have pulled me back down. Her cheeks are pink, her eyes glazed, and the pure desire within them has me nearly delirious with the need to get off.
“I want to feel you come while I’m balls deep inside you.” I pull out my wallet, nab the condom.
If I thought Tempe’s gaze was heated before, she nearly incinerates me with her smile. She surges upward, grabbing at my jeans. I watch spellbound as her fingers deftly release the button, zipper, and then she’s pulling my cock free from its confines. I groan as she squeezes me around the base.
I try to open the condom, but I can’t concentrate with her hand on me. Tempe seems more in control at this moment, so I shove the foil packet at her. Her laugh is husky as she takes it, fingers moving with assurance against the wrapping, and once she has it free, I bend down and sneak a hard kiss before ordering, “Put it on.”
She does, squeezing hard as she rolls the rubber over my length. My hand goes back to her chest, pushing her down on the bed and roughly spreading her legs. I come down on her, cover her body and rub the head of my dick through her slick folds.
“Oh God… Rafferty. Quit fucking around.”
I pay no attention to her words, instead focusing on the sensation of my body moving against hers, barely slipping inside. With each movement, I feel her muscles relax and her eyes become heavy with desire. I shift my hips in a circular motion, teasing the tip of my cock inside her tight, wet heat. Looking down at her, I can see all the pleasure that is yet to come and it only fuels my own desire.
My balls tingle with anticipation at the thought of being completely swallowed by her. I catch Tempe watching me—raw lust evident in her features—and it only adds fuel to the fire burning inside me. “This might make you scream,” I warn her with a dark smile. “I may have some explaining to do to the neighbors tomorrow.”
Before she can respond, I thrust into her with all my force and she lets out a loud, primal moan. Her hands grip my ass tightly, urging me deeper into her. I bite down on my cheek to suppress my own need to howl with the pleasure. With no need for a slow buildup, I pound into her, hearing her grunt each time I hit the depths of her inner walls. I consider asking if she wants me to slow down, but just one word from her has me dizzy with need.
“Harder,” she moans.
My eyes roam over Tempe’s face—her lids squeezed shut in ecstasy, lips curled in a dreamy smile. Her nails dig into my flesh with just enough pain to heighten the pleasure. It’s a symphony of slapping skin and heavy breathing, filled with dirty commands and begging for release.
The debauchery of it all, the frantic pace of our fucking and the wetness of her juices on my lips—it’s all too much for me to handle and I feel myself reaching the peak of orgasm. I decide to let go, hoping that Tempe will climax with me, but if not, I’ll take care of her afterwards.