Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
I tug at her leggings, trying to pull them down, and when she realizes what I want, she begins to help me. She leaves her panties on, and I point to the ground in front of me. It takes her a second before she catches my meaning and kneels. Her eyes widen when my hands go to my belt and I unzip my slacks. My cock springs out of my boxer briefs between us, hard and throbbing for attention.
Sitting back in my chair, I keep the phone to my ear as I watch her lick her lips and lean forward. She grips me around the base and tentatively licks over the head. She closes her eyes, and I have the feeling she’s savoring the taste. Fuck, I’m not going to last.
“Listen, John, I can appreciate your situation.” I have to swallow hard when her full lips cover my cock and she hollows out her cheeks to suck on me. “But I need you to work with me.”
Gripping her hair with one hand, I hold her steady as she moves up and down, taking more of me every time. She’s so fucking good at sucking me off, I have to wonder if she practiced on lollipops. When her tongue circles me, I have to close my eyes because the sight of it is too much.
“I’m going to send you a proposal in an hour. I’d like for you to look it over and call me back. I want to make you turning this down worth your while.” He says something on the other end that I don’t catch because I’m too busy locking eyes with my wife while she swallows my dick. “Yes, speak later.”
As soon as I slam the phone down, I haul Phoebe up in my arms.
“Did I do something wrong?” Her lips are so soft from blowing me that it makes me even harder.
“No, I just didn’t want to nut on your face.” Reaching between us, I pull her panties to the side and see that she’s drenched. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
She makes the sweetest little whine as I rub my cock through her folds and push into her. I’m stopped by her tight barrier just a few inches in, and she cries at the pinch of pain.
“I wish it didn’t have to hurt, but it’s past time for me to fuck my wife.” I push in a little more, and she stretches, her nails digging into my chest.
I’m still not all the way in, but even halfway in I’ve popped her cherry, and I see the small streak of it on my cock. Fuck, I wish I could lick her pussy right now and taste it, but I’m greedy and want to cum in her like this.
I brush my thumb over her clit, and she clenches around me and cries out. I do it over and over until she’s pushing down on it, ready for her own release. Using my other hand to move her hips up and down just a little, I jack off the end of my cock with her cunt. The sight of her on me is all it takes, and I toss my head back and shoot inside of her. Her own orgasm goes off at the same time, and she clamps down around me, desperate to hold on to my cock.
Chapter Nine
Phoebe
My body is putty, and I’m not sure I’ll ever move again. I’ll lie here on Boone’s desk for the rest of my life, and right now, I couldn’t care less. That is, until he moves to kiss me. I gasp because the action causes more of his cock to fill me. I thought he’d been all the way inside, but I was wrong. I’m so full that I didn’t think I could take much more of him. I swear there is always more to this man. I know he came inside of me, and even now some of it runs down between us. It’s a mixture of both our pleasures, and I can’t say it’s not hot.
“There’s more?” I ask between kisses.
“There is, and as much as I want to thrust all the way into you, I won't risk hurting you more than I already have,” he says before he kisses me at the same time he pulls out. I whimper against his mouth. The mixture of pain and pleasure is not one my body is used to. “Don’t move,” he orders as he drops down to his knees beside the desk.
I watch as he runs two fingers up and down the folds of my sex while his eyes are trained there. Each time he passes by my overly sensitive clit, I jerk. He keeps doing it until I’m moaning again. My body is begging for more already.
“Boone.”
“So damn greedy. Did you not touch yourself, petal? Give yourself some kind of release?” I shake my head as I start to blush. It’s crazy because he’s on his knees inspecting me between my legs right now. “I want words,” he orders, and his fingers stop moving over me.