Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 91820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he groans, his strong fingers threading into my hair, gripping the strands tight.
I like the feel of him pulling my hair. It’s turning me on. I can feel myself getting slicker between my thighs.
It’s true. I’ve never sucked any liquid of any variety off a cock before. But this seemed like a good idea. And he seems to like it. And the gin actually tastes better, coming off him.
I’m surprised by how confident and daring I am with him. I don’t know where it’s coming from. Actually, I do. It’s because his confidence is infectious. He makes me feel like I can say or do anything, and he won’t judge me. He might tease me a little. But he wouldn’t think any less of me. That I’m sure of.
I can be more myself around him than I’ve ever been around anyone my whole life. Maybe it’s because I know this thing with him is only temporary. But whatever it is, I like it.
For the first time in my life, I actually like the person I am right now. The one who’s been trapped inside, desperate to get out.
More confident. Happy. Sexy. Maybe even a little bit naughty.
I suck his dick harder, bringing out my A game. If his whispered words of praise and labored breaths are anything to go by, I’m doing it just how he likes it.
“Jesus. Fuck. Dillon. You’re too fucking good at this. Babe, I’m gonna come. You need to move if …”
I look up at him, letting his dick slide out of my mouth. “Never have I ever swallowed before,” I whisper. Holding his stare, I take him back in my mouth.
It’s true. I’ve never swallowed before. But for some reason, with him, I want to. I want to taste him. I want to know what it’s like to have West come in my mouth.
His hand cups my cheek. “You’re fucking amazing. Have I told you that?”
I shake my head.
“Well, I should have, and I will do so every day from now on. But right now, suck me like the bad girl that I know you are.”
I love it when he talks dirty. Also, he thinks I’m amazing. So, there is that.
I start working him over with my mouth again. Hollowing out my cheeks, I suck him harder, which he seems to really like.
“Fuck yeah, that’s it. Suck me dry, babe. Fuck … harder … shit … Jesus … I’m fucking … coming!”
He grunts. I feel his thighs tense under my hands. Then, his cock starts to jerk in my mouth.
I feel the first hot spurt hit my tongue as he starts to come in my mouth. And come. And come some more.
My eyes water, and I have to breathe through my nose, but I take all he has. I swallow everything down.
When he’s done, I release his dick from my mouth and sit back on my heels, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
West just stares at me, chest heaving up and down.
Then, the next thing I know, he’s on me, pushing me down onto my back and kissing me hard, leaving me totally breathless.
His lips leave mine and brush over my ear. “My turn.”
He picks up the bottle of gin and pours it all over my breasts. The feel of the cool liquid hitting my heated skin is exhilarating. “Never have I ever licked gin off a woman’s tits before.”
His tongue laps the liquid sitting in the valley of my breasts before moving over and licking and sucking every drop off my boobs.
He pours some onto my stomach. “Never have I ever drank gin from a girl’s belly button before.” He leans his head down and sucks the liquid off my stomach.
He moves down my body and parts my legs with his hand. Dark, heated eyes meet with mine. The look in them has my lower stomach coiling tight with excitement.
“Never have I ever fucked a woman with a bottle of gin before.”
Holy fuck. Does he mean …
Jesus. He does.
He waits there, watching me, waiting for me to let him know if I’m okay with this happening or not. My body starts to tremble at the thrill, at the thought of what he wants to do to me. What I’m considering letting him do to me.
I feel crazy and so unlike myself in this moment. And I’m starting to think that’s maybe a good thing.
I can’t believe I’m actually considering it. Maybe the gin has loosened my inhibitions. Maybe it’s being with him, such a sexually confident guy. A guy who I don’t know well and will also never see or hear from again in a few weeks.
Holy shit. I’m actually going to say yes.
I’m going to let him do this. Fuck me with that bottle.
I bite my lip and give a small nod of my head. His jaw tightens.