Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
She spreads her legs wide and without shame as I grip her ass and bring her pussy to my mouth. One long languid lick between her soft lips and I can taste her desire. She’s rich and tangy and oh-so-fucking sweet as I suckle on her mound. My cock was here not more than a few hours ago, and I’m desperate for it once again.
“Goddamn, it’s like a drug.” I lick her again and she cries out as she grips the sheets. “You’ve made me addicted to this. It’s your fault I can’t have you without the taste of this sweet cunt on my tongue.”
“Timber, don’t tease.” She wiggles and raises her pussy to try and get closer to my mouth.
“You tease with the way you keep this between your legs and don’t share it with me,” I grumble as I eat her like a ripe peach.
“I never tell you no,” she moans, her breath catching.
“And you never will.” I slide two fingers into her tight little pussy and it grips me as I rub her sweet spot inside. “That’s it, right there.”
“Timber!” she shouts, and her body has no choice but to fall over the edge and cum for me.
I lap it up like the greedy bastard I am and hum my appreciation. “There’s nothing sweeter.”
When the last of her orgasm has left her I move up her body and undo my jeans. My cock falls into my hand, thick and swollen with need. It’s hot and the end of it is wet with cum so I smooth it down my shaft and slick it up. I jack it off a few times right before I line it up at her entrance and slide it all the way home. Her wet hot heat squeezes me tight and I have to force myself to stay calm and not cum right that second.
“Always so perfect,” I groan, lying on top of her.
Her lips find mine and I love the taste of her being shared between us. It’s dirty and yet so fucking intimate. I crave this closeness and don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.
“I love you,” she says against my mouth and it’s enough to undo me.
“Again,” I grit out as I pull out and thrust back in. “Say it again.”
“I love you.” She arches her back and closes her eyes while I sink deeper and deeper into her.
“I get bigger every time you say it.” Her body is slick with sweat and I slide over it as I enter her with my heavy cock. It’s so full and tight that I know I won’t last much longer.
“I love you!” she cries out and I feel another climax rock through her as her pussy pulses and slicks my path.
“Fuck,” I groan as I hold myself deep and the rush of my own orgasm hits me. Hot cum fills her pussy and leaks out between us as I empty every drop of myself into her. “I love you.”
She moans and rubs my back, her legs falling limp on the bed. I can hear the hum of appreciation as I lie on her and try not to smother her with my weight. I should roll over or pull her on top of me, but I’m not ready to leave this embrace. I love being on her like this and having her under me. It feels like I’m protecting her and keeping her safe.
When I feel her lips on my cheek I turn my head to the side to meet them. Our kisses are slower now and not as rushed, but I know we don’t have much longer.
“I need to get dressed. People will be here soon.” She rubs her nose against mine to soften the blow and it works.
“You’re lucky you agreed to let me be your date.”
“I wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t said yes?” She smiles at me as her hands rub across my chest and I see the diamond on her finger flash.
I snatch her hand and kiss the ring as I look into her eyes. “We’re never going to find out.”
“Never,” she agrees, and I lean down and kiss her once again.
Epilogue
PIPPA
Six weeks later…
I wiggle around because I’m too excited to sit still.
“You got ants in your pants?” my sister teases me. She’s smiling and her pink lipstick is flawless. We’re both all done up but there’s one thing left to do. I have a feeling I already know the answer, but I want to be sure before I get Timber’s hopes up.
“No pants,” I remind her as I point to my robe.
I’m not putting on my big fluffy dress until after, because who knows how hard it’s going to be to pee with that thing on. The dress is only going on and off one more time and the last time it comes off will be when Timber is my husband.