Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30399 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30399 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“Kissing makes you wet, does it?” I trace the edges of her petals with a finger.
She quivers and gasps, but has enough presence to retort, “Kissing makes you hard, does it?”
I reach down and cup myself. “You bet your sweet ass it does. Looking at you makes me hard. Kissing you makes me volcanic. Touching you like this makes me want to blow my wad.” I give my cock a bruising squeeze before release. “But I’m not going to come until I’ve had a snack, so I’m going to lay my mouth against you and you are going to cream on my tongue.”
Her response is to widen her legs for me and that provocative act is almost enough to send me over the cliff. I manage to haul myself back and do what I promised. Her pussy is fragrant and spicy and thoroughly addictive. Eating her out isn’t just a prelude to fucking her with my cock. It’s a main course in and of itself. When she moans and writhes and claws at my scalp, it makes me want to beat my chest and roar with pride.
I take it slow, flicking my tongue along her wet folds, dipping in and out of her hot channel, sucking on the little clit. Her scent, her essence fills my head. Between her legs there’s a singularity of meaning. This is what I was born for—to please this one woman. All the worldly possessions I have accumulated are to be able to spoil this princess the way she deserves.
She tugs on my head and wriggles her hips. “Finn. I’m dying. Please. I need more.”
“I want you to come for me. On my tongue,” I breathe against her cunt. I flatten and harden my tongue and lash it against her pussy. Her heels press hard against my shoulders and her nails dig into my scalp. I keep up a deliberate lashing and the thrum of her blood pulsing against my tongue matches the beat in my head.
Above me, her cries for relief turn into a song, a prayer. Hurry hurry please more now now NOW!
Her cum splashes across my tongue, filling my mouth, wetting my chin. I swallow it all because this is the sweetest nectar, the stuff that gods start wars over.
I rise up, shove my pants down, and pull my shirt off. My cock falls out, hard and throbbing and hungry. She stares up at me with wide eyes and I just want to fall on her and devour her with no finesse and no foreplay. I must look like a savage with her juice painted across my face and my desperate cock red with want, but I can’t keep my need throttled anymore. From the moment I saw Lucky, I had to have her.
I swipe the back of my hand across my face. “You’re mine now. No one else can ever touch you. I will kill them.”
It’s no empty promise. If I ever see Kevin lay a finger on her, even breathe the same air as her, I won’t be held responsible for my actions. This woman is mine.
She spreads her legs and points a finger at her dripping cunt. “Then take me.”
The erotic words send all my blood rushing to my cock. Cum leaks out. I thumb it off and then press the pearly liquid into her mouth. Her tongue curls around the end like a kitten lapping up milk. One of these days, I’m going to have her sit on my cock while I feed her with my hand. It’ll be an all day event where she won’t be allowed clothes. I’ll carry her everywhere, from the bedroom to the terrace to the kitchen and then back up here. Her cunt will be soaked from her cum and my seed. I lick my lips. One day soon.
I drag my thumb out and press it against her tight opening. “You ready to paint my cock with your virgin blood?”
She shudders and nods. I push my thumb inside. Her channel is so hot, it nearly burns the tip of my finger off. “You think your little pussy can handle me? You’re tight, baby. Real tight.”
I push in farther, feeling the scalding wetness envelop my digit. It’s hard to even get a finger in here, let alone my massive cock.
“I can take you,” she says, but there’s a quaver in her voice, an uncertainty because I am very large and she is very small.
“I’ll be careful,” I promise, slipping my thumb out. “I’ll take you real slow.” It’s a promise that’s going to be hard to keep. She’s so fucking beautiful right now. Her whole body is flushed with the heat of her arousal. Her lower lip is pink and swollen from her biting it while I ate at her cunt. The little hairs around her forehead are damp with sweat. I splay a hand across her chest and drag my cockhead through her drenched folds. “I’m going to let your pussy eat me up inch by little inch.”