Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Her hand slowly glided down my chest while her eyes stayed locked on mine. “I guess I don’t believe you’ll do it either way, whether we’re together or not.”
“Trust me, I would have shot you already if you weren’t pregnant.”
“But you would have regretted it—and you know it.”
My eyes shifted away.
“And if you really are going do it, I would rather enjoy all the nights I have left with the only man I want to be with.”
I refused to look at her as my body hummed to life. My sweatpants did a terrible job concealing my hard-on. Within seconds, I was thick and hard, the outline so visible, it couldn’t be ignored.
Her hand grazed over it, starting at my balls and moving to my head through the material. “You want me. I want you. Stop fighting it.”
I kept my lips away from hers, fighting her seduction.
“Cato.” She dug her fingers into my hair and pressed her lips to the corner of my mouth.
My eyes closed involuntarily.
Her hand slipped into my sweatpants until I was hot in her hands. Then she kissed me again.
This woman seduced me. She was smarter than I gave her credit for, and she was using my desires against me. She knew I cared about her, saw through my lies and noticed my actions. When she got me between her legs, I would be lost. I pushed her off. “Suck my dick and leave. Or just leave now.” I pushed my boxers and sweatpants down and let my cock rest along my stomach. I wouldn’t fuck her, but she could suck me off like a whore. That was the best she would get out of me.
That seemed to be a compromise she liked. “I’d love to.” She moved to her knees on the floor and pulled her top over her head. Her perky tits came into view, with their hard nipples and firm size. She pulled her hair out of her ponytail and let it fall around her shoulders. “I want to thank you for what you did…and I can’t think of a better way.” She wrapped her hand around my length, stared at it lovingly while licking her lips, and then deep-throated me instantly.
My head immediately rested back against the couch. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed getting my dick sucked until now. Her flattened tongue rubbed against me perfectly, and she practically unhinged her jaw to accommodate my girth. The best part was the way she stared at me as she sucked my dick, like getting me off was more than enough pleasure for her.
Her hand played with my sac while she kept moving up and down, keeping those plump lips wide apart.
“Harder.”
She moved deep and hard, slobbering her saliva all over my length. She pushed me deeper like I asked, slightly gasping every time my crown penetrated her as deep as it could go.
I hadn’t had any action for two weeks, so this became the greatest sexual experience of my life. My hand moved behind her neck, and I pulled her at the pace I liked, making her work hard to take that big dick.
I didn’t give a damn about pleasing her, so I had no inhibitions. I yanked her mouth far over my dick and came in her throat, groaning and thrusting my hips upward. I dumped a mound inside her, but she didn’t gag. She swallowed it as I gave it to her, taking my come like a pro.
When I finished, she licked all the drops from the head of my cock, getting every single ounce of my seed before she licked her lips. She pulled her shirt over her beautiful tits then walked out without trying to stay.
I stayed on the couch with my pants around my ankles. All the muscles in my body relaxed as the chemicals in my brain kicked in. That was a damn good blow job. It made me wonder how good the sex would have been. But that was all she was getting from me. If she wanted me that bad, she would have to settle for sucking my dick.
7
Siena
I didn’t mind getting on my knees for Cato.
It was a treat for me.
When a dick was that beautiful, it deserved to be sucked.
The interaction was more than enough for me to return to my room and please myself. With the taste of his come still on my tongue, I could picture his focused expression as he came deep inside me.
I would rather have the real thing, but this would work for now.
Until he decided he would finally put out.
A few days later, Cato walked into my room unannounced. He was in a navy blue suit, like he’d just finished a meeting. The house was so big that I never really knew when Cato was home or not. Sometimes he was in Florence, and sometimes he had meetings in his parlor downstairs. I was told not to bother him during work hours.