Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Shivering, she climbed out of my arms. “Are you done?”
The words were bold, but her body screamed that she was shaken.
You’re getting pretty bad at hiding your true emotions from me.
“Where are you going?” I asked as she pulled away.
“To take a shower.” She got out of bed.
“No. You’ll take a shower, after I’m done.”
“You’re delusional.” She stood by the bed, searching for her robe. I leaped for her. Shrieking, she jumped to the right. Too slow, tesoro. I trapped her in my hands and yanked that lush body back down to the bed. The headboard hit the wall. Our bodies bounced on the mattress as she struggled and giggled. “You’re absolutely cuckoo!”
“It’s time to show you what tesoro means.” Her gown’s material was so thin, I could rip it with ease, and I did. Tearing sounded in the space. Her breathing increased and mingled with the noise from the ripping.
She was mine.
Her body knew it; her mind would too, eventually. She couldn’t keep me from her flesh, only do her best to deter me. It was a possibility that could never happen for too long. Her body was my food. It nurtured me, kept my head at ease and my emotions stable. Without it, I would go blind and probably fall into seizures. That separation from her weeks ago had shown me enough. I’d lay in the back seat of my limo, staring at her window with trembling hands like a junkie slumped in the corner of an alley, waiting for his next fix.
“Probation ends today.” I wrenched away the rest of the gown, exposing her big breasts. They wiggled with the force of my ripping, chocolate nipples jiggling on top of almond pillows. “Holy mother of God, your titties should have caution stickers on top of each one.” I lapped at the first nipple. “One right here.” I sucked on the other. “And one right here.”
My lioness purred. Yet, I didn’t relax. I could never lose focus with my treasure. If she were too badly shaken, the claws could come out, and then I’d truly be on probation. I flipped her over.
“What are you doing?” she screeched.
“Put that lovely ass in the air.”
“Why when my ass will be teasing you?” She attempted to crawl away.
I smacked her body. Murmuring her delight, she stayed. I laughed. “You want this cock as much as I want to give it to you. Don’t you?”
“No.”
Now who’s lying?
I freed my erection from my pants. “Look at what you do to me.”
With her behind up in the air and her head lying on the bed, she glanced back at me. “You did that to yourself.”
“Ah, says the horny woman with her ass high and waiting.” I captured that big beautiful bottom. Those cheeks were pillows in satin flesh. I could never squeeze too much or linger for too long. I slid one hand down to the center where her panties were moist. “Hmmm. Why are you so wet?”
“I’ve been thinking about my other man.”
Tread carefully, tesoro. I’m not that sane.
“What’s his name?” I slipped a finger inside of the panty’s lining.
“Why would I tell—” Her words ended once my finger met her velvety flesh.
All discussion ceased.
What came next was a symphony of pleasure-filled murmurs. I added another finger and let them travel in and out her slick path, so soft I feared I would touch too hard, so wet, I yearned to lap her arousal up with my tongue.
“What’s his name?” I destroyed those panties, shredded them as if they’d done my family and me harm. Both hands ripped them away and slung fabric off the bed. I had to expose her, had to see that fat cunt, bare and spread open for me.
“Chase,” she moaned.
“No, tesoro. That’s my name. What’s this man’s name?” I lowered myself until my face was on the same level with that drenched pussy. Those two folds stared back at me, plump and dripping. Even during our separation, she’d maintained the wax.
I can eat you for breakfast with nothing in my way.
“What’s this man’s name who had you so wet?” I blew against her pussy.
Purring, she grabbed at the sheets in front of her. “Oh, Chase, lick it, baby.”
“Lick it? But I’m on probation.” I delivered a long lap to her center, starting at her throbbing bud and ending at her tight little anus. Again, she shrieked. I could tell no one had ever done it like that to her. She could barely keep herself up as I swiped at her again, in long strokes, dipping my tongue wherever I could.
“Oh, Chase!”
“No. I couldn’t have gotten you wet.” I dove two of my fingers into her. Warm flesh surrounded those lucky digits. I sniffed at the sweet area and breathed in the haunting fragrance of Jasmine.
She’s going to fucking kill me if she ever tries to leave.