Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 97684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Then a little harder.
Harder.
"Fuck." Her toes curl. "That's… fuck."
I match the pressure with my tongue. Try a little harder, a little lighter, until I find exactly what she needs.
She rocks her hips as I lick her.
There.
I explore her. Higher. Lower. Right. Left.
Her nails scrape my skin.
Her thighs fight my hands.
Her hips rock to meet me.
I lick her up and down one more time—for me, because I want every fucking drop of her—then I bring my tongue to exactly where she needs me.
I work her with steady strokes.
"Holden." She tugs at my hair, holding me in place.
I scoop her hips into my hands. Hold her against me.
Her thighs press into my cheeks.
Her nails dig into my skin.
I work her with those perfect steady strokes.
Again.
And again.
Until she's right at the edge.
Until she's panting and shaking and writhing.
One more flick of my tongue and I push her over the edge.
She groans my name as she comes.
She squeezes me with her soft thighs.
I work her through her orgasm. But I don't release her. I hold her in place. Work her a little harder.
A little more to the right.
"Fuck." She rocks her lips into my mouth again and again.
Until she comes on my lips again.
Fuck, she tastes good.
I never want to stop.
She has to pull me away.
She does pull me away.
Her palm brushes my chest. Stomach. Crotch. "Can I?"
"Can you?"
She pushes me onto my back. Climbs into my lap.
"I don't have a condom."
She nods with understanding. Brings her lips to my neck. Then my chest. "I've never done it before."
Fuck.
"Will you show me?"
I nod yeah. Hell yeah.
She kisses her way down my stomach.
I lift my hips so she can pull my swimsuit to my thighs.
Fuck, now I really am dreaming.
There's no way this is possible.
I've officially lost it.
But I haven't.
Daisy Flynn is straddling my thighs, staring at my cock like it's the best thing she's ever seen.
This is actually happening.
Fuck, I'm supposed to be instructing her.
"Wrap your hand around me." I curl my fingers around her wrist. Bring her into position.
Slowly, she wraps her hand around my cock.
"Harder."
She grips me tighter.
Fuck, that already feels so good. I'm going to come too fast. "Run your hand up and down."
She pumps me with a soft stroke.
"Harder."
She does it a little harder.
My eyelids flutter closed. "A little harder."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
She pumps me harder.
"Fuck." I reach for some more specific instruction, but she's too fast. She runs her hand over my cock again.
Again.
Again.
"You're gonna make me come," I groan.
"How do I…" Her cheeks flush as her eyes meet mine. "I haven't—"
Jesus Christ, she wants me to tell her how to suck my cock.
This is going to kill me.
It's actually going to kill me.
"Wrap your lips around me."
She looks at my cock like it's an ice cream cone she's desperate to taste.
She leans down. Brings her mouth to my flesh.
Her lips brush my tip.
Then it's her soft, wet tongue.
I reach for her. One hand on the back of her head. The other on her chest.
I nod go on.
Slowly, she takes me into her mouth.
"It's the same motion." I run my thumb over her nipple. "But with your mouth."
She takes me deeper.
Deeper.
Deep enough she gags.
She pulls away. Sits back on her heels. "Sorry, I—"
"It happens. Should have warned you."
"Oh."
"You don't have to go that deep. You can—" I take her hand. Bring it to the base of my cock. "Keep it here."
She runs her thumb over me.
Fuck. "If you want to make it happen faster—" I draw circles around her nipple. "One here—" I repeat the motion on my tip.
She watches with rapt attention. "Would you?"
"Would I?"
"Touch yourself? If I asked?"
"Yeah. But I'll come too fast. Won't have—"
"I want to be the one." Her cheeks flush. "Like you said. I want you to… to come in my mouth."
My balls tighten.
"Please."
"You're gonna kill me."
"Good." She holds my gaze for a moment, then she watches herself work.
One steady stroke.
Her thumb against my tip.
A slow circle.
Fuck.
She lowers herself. Brushes her lips against my cock. Around my tip.
I knot my hand in her hair as she takes me into her mouth.
She runs her mouth over me again.
Again.
"Harder, baby."
She follows the instruction immediately.
Works me harder.
And harder.
Until my eyes close.
And my body takes over.
I toy with her nipple.
She sucks on my tip.
I tug at her hair.
She flicks her tongue against me.
Swirls it around me.
Then it's the soft pressure of her entire mouth.
Harder.
Harder.
"Fuck." My hips buck of their own accord.
She jumps back for a second. Goes right back to that same pressure.
I toy with her as she toys with me.
Harder.
Harder.
That same perfect pressure again and again.
"Fuck." I tug at her hair. "I'm gonna come."
She keeps her hold on me.
Works me though my orgasm.
I groan her name as I come in her pretty mouth.
She waits until I've spilled every drop. Then she sits up. Swallows hard.
She beams with pride for a moment. Then her eyes catch mine and her cheeks flush.