Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Jesus,” she whispers out, her breath fanning over the length of my cock. Her hand fists my length, the tips of her fingers not even meeting her thumb as she surrounds me.
“You don’t have to do this right now,” I tell her even though in the back of my mind, I know I want nothing more than to feel her mouth on my cock.
“Oh, I’m not intimidated, but I had no idea what you were packing beneath your jeans all those times I was pressed against you,” Rowen says without missing a beat when I feel her tongue take its first lap against the head of my cock, lapping at the precum that’s gathered there.
“Fuck, woman,” I ground out when she traces the underside of my cock, the vein pulsing as she licks it from base to tip. She does this twice more before she engulfs the head of my cock, going down as far as she can, both of her hands now pressing on the back of my thighs as she sucks me with everything she has to give.
“Where the fuck did you learn to do that shit?” She swirls her tongue when she meets my head.
“I’ve watched a lot of porn these past three years.” Rowen pulls off my length, a smile playing on her face.
“There’ll be no more of that shit. You want to watch something, we’ll make our own and we can watch it together.” I hold my hand out to her. She gets what I’m trying to do. I step out of my shoes, shed the rest of my clothes, toeing my socks off before going after Rowen. It’s time for her to be naked for me. Fucking finally.
“That could be fun,” she responds, helping me by unclasping her bra while I strip her out of her jeans and panties.
“Get your ass on the bed,” I grouse, watching as she listens to me. Her ass is up in the air as she makes a production of doing just what I say. Yeah, tonight is going to be fucking perfect.
Eleven
Rowen
My knees barely hit the bed, my ass upturned for Braxton, when I feel his fingers blaze a path up the backside of my thighs. The sensation causes a full-body shiver. There’s no way to stop it.
“You ready for my mouth on you, siren?” he groans before I feel him nudge my thighs further apart, making room. Not knowing what for only heightens the feeling trembling through me.
My body does what he’s silently asking. Only then do I feel his tongue take the same path his fingers were just skating.
“God, yes.” My head drops to the mattress, my hands finding purchase in the bed sheets, and when he glides his tongue from my clit to the entrance of my pussy, I let out a guttural moan.
“Fuck yeah.” He moves so quickly I barely understand what he’s doing until Braxton is on his back beneath me, his shoulders wedged between my spread thighs, his hand pushing my body down.
“Holy fuck, I thought this only happened in porn movies,” I breathe out. Braxton laughs against my center he just had his mouth on, and it only makes my body shake that much more.
“The things I’m going to do to this sweet cunt.” I feel him. Braxton is surrounding me everywhere. From the depths of my soul down to the marrow of my bones.
The sweeping of his tongue, the firm grip he has on my inner thighs, it keeps my completely on edge. I’m holding on to the sheet beneath my fingers as he takes my clit into his mouth, giving it to me softly, as if he’s working my body up. Because I know that in a matter of moments, he’ll use his teeth to scrape my clit as his tongue slides through my wetness and mimics just what he’ll do with his cock once he finally gives me what I want.
“God, Braxton, more.” My voice comes out in a purr. My hips move downward when he licks forward, both of us working seamlessly together. I feel one finger slowly slip inside me. My pussy bears down on it, not used to feeling this sensation yet grasping at it all the same. I’ve dreamed of feeling him inside me, even though it’s not his cock yet.
He works me up, then brings me down, never stopping using his mouth and finger until I’m hovering over that precipice of happiness.
“Don’t stop,” I groan when I feel him take his finger away from my greedy pussy.
“Not stopping. I’m going to give you more, just stretching you so I don’t hurt you, siren,” he grumbles.
“Thank God,” I smart off. His other hand that was gripping my thigh leaves it, smacking my ass.
“Fucking hell, woman. I can see how much you enjoyed that. We’ll be circling back to that too,” he says firmly. This time placing two fingers at my entrance, my thighs starting to burn, but in a delicious way, as his lips surround my clit. He presses firmly inside me while slowly scissoring them and stretching me.