Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 53880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“Put your hands over your head and keep them there,” I instruct softly. When she seems to hesitate, I say, “Obey me, Lyriope.”
I once again kiss her palms, pleased when I release them to find that she continues to pull them up until they are over her head. The move elongates her torso, causing her breasts to push up, her nipples taut at the tips of breasts that are round and generous.
“Good girl,” I praise, giving her a smile before I once again lower my head.
Her reward is another suck of her clit, another few bites that have her squirming beneath me, her soft cries of “please” noted, and yet once again ignored. Leaving her clit now a bit swollen and visibly trembling, I again stroke my tongue some more before I push it inside her, causing yet another cry and a quick touch of her hands against my shoulders before they are returned to their place with my single look.
I feast and Lyriope provides the music of this dance as she makes sounds that keep my cock rock hard. Every utterance has me determined to make sure this incredible woman will remember this moment, praying that each second spent worshiping at her altar will drive a bit of her father further away. When she is giving more whimpers than mewls, I replace my tongue with a single finger, pushing it deep into her pussy, feeling velvet walls clench around my digit as if wishing to keep it in place. Soft cries communicate her distress at not being completely filled, yet I continue to tease her with the softest of strokes as I return to lick and nibble at her clit.
“God, please! Nick, I beg you…”
How could any man resist such a plea?
I add a second finger, curving my hand to find that special spot inside her pussy, stroking the surface as I draw her clit into my mouth. Her keening sounds of pleasure and her arching against my hand has me making each suck a bit stronger than the last, each stroke a bit harder until she is uttering a continuous, unintelligible plea for release. Every muscle of her body tenses, telegraphing her impending explosion.
Lifting my head for a brief moment, I see her fingers clutching the sides of the chaise and her chest heaving. Her beautiful eyes are closed. Her soft mouth opens the tiniest bit as she continues her moans of desire.
“Come for me, Lyriope. Let go and let me taste your pleasure.”
With that, I lower my head and once again capture her clit. It doesn’t take but another moment before she splinters, muscles that have been tense before now contracting violently around my fingers buried deep inside her as her cream flows. I’m not yet satisfied, continuing my sucking, adding a few nips and another finger. I pump my fingers in and out of her, loving that each thrust inside is met with clenching muscles of her body, drawing me deeper and seeming reluctant to allow my escape with each withdrawal.
My mouth never leaves her body, my tongue swiping, my teeth nipping, my lips kissing as I encourage her to ascend that mountain again until, with a cry of my name, she shatters again, the convulsions even stronger as she lets herself fly from the precipice.
I slowly bring her down, my touch softer, my mouth gentle as she whimpers, and when next I feel her hands on my head, I don’t order her to remove them. Instead, I give her a final long lick, a last kiss and then slide my fingers free.
Looking up, I see that her eyes are once again open, a look of such unadulterated bliss filling them that only grows as I put my fingers into my mouth to suck the last of her juices from them.
The blush that begins in her breasts and moves up her neck to color her cheeks at the sight of me enjoying her taste only makes her even more beautiful in my eyes. Her look of contentment has me determined to conquer her mouth, to once again nibble on the lips that are curved in her pleasure. Reversing my original direction, I repeat the path I’ve taken earlier. I kiss the top of her mound before licking once again up her abdomen to take another dip into her belly button. Her flesh is still pebbled and her nipples still hard as little diamonds as I again pull each one into my mouth. After kissing the hollow of her throat, I finally hover a centimeter from her lips as she licks the bottom one.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll never not be able to feel my cock again,” I whisper against her lips. “So hard. So bruising. So punishing. I’m going to fucking damage you for good.”