Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
“You need to come, darling?”
“The ache, take it away.”
I move, pinning her to the couch and kissing her mouth once more. This time I want more than her pussy rubbing against my cock. I need to taste her.
I trail my mouth down her neck. “Eros,” Lev moans, lifting her hips, trying to rub her pussy on me.
“You be still.” I grab her hips, pinning them down. Her eyes flare with desire. “Let me take care of you.” Her mouth parts, but no words come out, and she gives a small nod.
I release my hold on her hips to slip my fingers into the top of her shorts, making sure I get her panties too, pulling them down her legs.
“Fucking hell.” I groan, taking in her perfect little peach. It’s glistening with her tiny clit peeking through the folds of her pussy begging for attention. “See, Lev, a pussy this perfect needs someone to eat it every night.” I lean down, settling in between her thighs. I can see a blush spread across her cheeks. Lev is more innocent than she lets on.
“Eros.” She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip.
“I need a taste, but I have a feeling I’m going to be addicted.” I know without a doubt I will be. The same way I am to her already. This will only seal her fate more. I run my finger through her slick folds. “You want me to lick you, darling?” I press on her clit, making her hips jerk. I need Lev to get used to my touch, to crave it.
“Please.” The word comes out a whisper. She watches me, waiting, her eyes hooded by desire.
“All you gotta do is ask,” I remind her. I'm moving closer to her pussy. I can smell her sweet neediness. I part the folds of her pussy, giving me full access to her clit. My mouth waters to get my first taste.
“Lick me, Eros.” My eyes lock with hers. “Make me come.” I swear her brazen words filled with confidence make me come a little.
“I’m going to taste your innocence,” I say before I cover her pussy with my mouth, getting my first taste of her sweet sticky juice. Lev’s hips buck up, and I use my forearm to pin them back down and keep her in place as I keep eating her pussy, wanting her juices all over my face to wear.
“Eros.” She moans my name. I slip my tongue down farther, doing exactly what I told her I was going to do, thrusting it into her tight, unused hole as I’d expected. The innocence she tries to hide from the world is right there for me to taste before I return to her clit.
I run my tongue back and forth, swiping her clit to prolong this for a few more seconds, not wanting it to end, but I can’t keep her aching. Not when I can take it away from her.
I latch my mouth around her clit and suck, my tongue flicking back and forth. My dick leaks precum into my pants. My cock and balls are aching right along with her.
Lev screams my name, her legs shaking as the orgasm sweeps over her. I don’t stop. I make sure to savor every moment of pleasure with her until her legs begin to tighten around my head. The sensation is too much for her to take.
In time, she’ll get used to it. My life’s goal is to always keep her happy. She just has to let me.
13
LEV
Iwas worried that working with Eros would make things weird and a whole other list of things. That isn’t the case. My problem is I can’t stop thinking about sex and what he did to my body last night and then again this morning. He has opened some floodgates, and my mind keeps wandering, thinking about when I can have his mouth on me again.
Even more than that, I want to have mine on him. After he made me come last night, our food showed up. Once we finished our meal and watched a movie, I must have fallen asleep. This morning, I woke up to Eros's head between my thighs, experiencing another intense orgasm before he kissed me and said it was time for work. He’d gotten up and strolled into the bathroom, leaving me in his bed until I forced myself to get up.
But damn, had it been nice getting ready together this morning. He'd even had breakfast waiting when I was done. Then we just sat and talked. It was nice and so easy and simple. It's these small things you want in life, really. They mean more than you realize, especially when you've never had them. I was always trying to dodge people in my house to get out the door, only managing to steal a Pop-Tart and cereal bar from the cabinet first. There was always some sort of underlying tension.