Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 65184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Back upstairs, I put the tray on the bed and headed back into the bathroom, where she was lying half asleep in the cooling tub. I tested the water and heated it up for her before heading for the shower across the room. She was ready to get out by the time I was done with my shower, and I had another issue on my hand.
She stood up in the tub, water glistening off her skin in the bathroom light, her body a thing of perfection. My dick sprung up hard and ready, and I only had one foot out of the shower stall. “I’ll get you a towel; stay right there.” It didn’t help that her eyes stayed glued to my dick as I crossed the room to get her and myself a towel each.
I wrapped mine around my hips, which did nothing to hide the condition I was in, and shit got worst when I wrapped her up in hers. She just stood there and let me tend to her with this satisfied look on her face. I swear I only meant to lift her out and take her back to bed to feed her, but she wrapped her arms around my neck and went after my lips on her own. I had nothing to do with it.
Next thing I know, my tongue was in her mouth, and her legs were wrapped around my waist as I walked blindly back into the bedroom with her attached to me like a limpet. “Look, baby, food!” I said brightly as soon as she let me up for air. I was trying to distract her for her sake, but she didn’t seem to get it because she ignored the food after he put her down on the bed and went after my lips again.
I’ll just kiss her. Nothing wrong with a few kisses, and it’s her pussy that got the beating, not her mouth. I’ll just kiss her and touch her tits a little, make her feel good, then we can eat, and she’ll be safe. Those were my intentions, but once I laid her back across the mattress, her legs came up to hold me hostage.
“Babe, we can’t.” How can I make her understand without going into detail about the crime scene between her thighs? My dick wasn’t in the least bit cooperative with my thoughts because while I wanted to give her time to heal, he wanted to fuck. So I came up with a great compromise, or so I thought.
I left her lips and made my way down her middle, coming to a stop between her thighs. Just lick it but don’t stick it. I repeated that disgusting mantra in my head over and over again as I opened her up to take a look.
She didn’t look any worse for wear, just a little red around the edges and inside, her pussy felt a bit hot to the touch when I dipped my finger in her, but other than that, it didn’t look like I’d torn her like I feared. She cooed and writhed against the sheets when I gave her my tongue, further proof that she was okay.
I got lost in the taste and smell of her. In the feel of her fingers tugging at my hair and the sounds she made makes me feel ten feet tall. It was her tugging and pleading that brought me up her body. She did that shit herself with no help from me, so I wasn’t going back on my word. I could’ve fought her off a little better, but the truth is I wanted back in.
This time I made sure to take things nice and slow as I slid into her. My cock bottomed out at ten inches, and it was a tight fucking fit, but nothing had ever felt so good. I was hyper-aware of her every sound, her every move, even the way she breathed in my ear as I moved in and out of her.
The sting of her manicured nails in my back was welcome, and so was the way she wrapped her legs and arms around me like she’d never let me go. Like she wanted to keep me close, be one with me. I tried my best to hold off, really I did, but it was a losing battle.
It’s true what they say. Making love to the right one is a whole different experience. Somehow it felt like she was sucking my life through my balls with every move. Her pussy felt like none other, and just the feel of her was making me dizzy. “Alex.”
“Right here, baby.”
“Alex!” I realized that she called me that way when she was close. Inside, her pussy clamped down like a vise, and she moved her ass wilder, and I started a pounding thrust inside her, going deeper with every stroke I made. The deeper I fucked, the more she seemed to want, and she wasn’t shy about letting me know that shit.