Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Which I can’t help but giggle at the many multiple meanings it carries in a place such as this.
His tongue work is exquisite. This is a man who knows that pleasing a woman is about more than pulling out your cock and ramming it into her again and again. The fire inside me ignites and spreads as his licks fan the flames, exploring my slit so completely, but not forgetting to neglect the tender parts of me that are all around the outside of my sex. Everything that could be called an erogenous zone, he pays attention to. A tender touch on my thighs, my legs, even caressing my tits, all devoted to keeping that fire going everywhere inside of me.
The intensity of it all grows stronger, and I moan for him, I let my voice echo freely through the forests, letting nature hear me as bliss consumes me so wholly. My muscles tensed, and I whipped back and forth against that free, my hands gripping the close cut of hair on his head as I held on for dear life. I want to experience all of this, I don’t want him to stop, and if I cum, I fear that’s what will make him stop.
As nature intends, however, I am only human and can’t resist his pressures forever. The intensity of it all soon hits me, and goddamn, does it hit me hard. The bliss roars through me, and I’m trembling as the intense might of it all wrecks me so fully. I scream out for him, riding through the orgasm as he laps at me, hoping to help me wring out every bit of bliss that he can with his dedication.
As the greatness fades, I’m left a panting, sweaty mess up against that tree, looking down at Fox and seeing a devilish grin on his face. So pleased with himself.
And he had every right to be.
“You have no idea how hard doing that made me,” he says as he stands up, and kisses me on the lips, letting me taste a bit of my own juices.
“No. I don’t. How about you show me?” I reply, my own sly grin growing wider.
“Oh, I’ll show you. In so many ways I’m going to show you.”
He pushes his jeans down his legs, and shows me in the first way. His cock, throbbing so hard with intense need for me. My legs spread wider for him, and I reach down between us, taking hold of the throbbing heat he has for me. I guide him toward me. Even after he had blown my mind with his lips and his tongue, I only wanted more of him. The intensity of need that I’m feeling at this moment is incredible. As he tickles the outside of my sex, and finally starts to slide down my form the immenseness of the moment is so damn incredible that I can’t possibly comprehend just how good it all is.
Feeling him all the way inside me just feels so unbelievably right. He gives me a moment to adjust to his presence inside me, but it doesn’t take much before I’m nodding enthusiastically and urging him to give it to me, to give everything to me. He grins, lets out a satisfied grunt, and then starts a slow and steady rhythm.
Goddamn, he’s so good. It’s all coming together. I’m shuddering like a madwoman around him, I’m a vice squeezing him right back. Our sexes are so perfect for one another, and makes me think that everything else about one another might be just as perfect.
I wrap my arms around him, and begin to grind against him, kissing him and making the luscious friction between us all the better. His thrusting increases in pace, his lust for me steady and strong. The electricity between us grows at a rapid pace. We move in concert so beautifully, his low groans and my high moans singing through the forest as I buck down on his cock as he takes me harder. My arms cross around his shoulders, my legs around his hips. I’m pressed up against a tree, and I’m so fucking thankful that it isn’t a particularly barky one.
Our tryst becomes harder, faster, more desperate as we yearn more and more for one another and everything that we can give to each other. I’m trembling against him, it’s all fucking too much, too fast. He’s just too good.
Too wonderful.
At everything.
The haze of lust is too much for me and I can’t hold on for much longer. I’m going to explode at any moment, and looking at how Fox is struggling, I know he’s right there with me. A perfect gentleman, always assuring that his own girl comes first.
He’s stroking my clit tenderly, even as we fuck one another, the intense lust we’re feeling consuming both of us. One more thrust, one more stroke, and that’ll be anything and everything for both of us.