Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
She closed her eyes and nodded, her breathing coming faster and harder.
I ground against her belly, groaning like a damn teenager who couldn’t control himself. I couldn’t control myself, not where Calissa was concerned, not when she was right here with me, about to give herself over in every fucking way. I slammed my mouth onto hers, devouring her. I wanted more. I wanted so much more.
“I’m going to fucking fill you up,” I grunted against her lips. I forced myself to back away. “Are you wet for me, ready for my big dick?”
Calissa nodded instantly.
I held onto her waist and pulled her forward with force, her body slamming against mine. I knew she could feel how hard my cock was for her. Staring into her eyes, I ground myself against her like a filthy bastard. “I’m so fucking hard for you, like granite. I feel like I could drill nails through steel right now with my shaft.” She gasped. “I want this in you.” I thrust forward. “No more waiting.” She shook her head. In the next few moments I made short work of getting her undressed. I needed her bare, needed to see her creamy flesh.
Once she was naked I reached between her thighs and placed my hand on her pussy. She was soaked. “Christ.”
“Tex.”
I groaned at the sound of my name falling from her lips. “Beg me to touch your pussy, to slip my fingers deep inside.” I was being such a dirty bastard right now, but I couldn’t help it.
“Yes,” was the only thing she said. It was good enough for me.
Instantly my balls drew up tight to my body. Her pussy was smooth like silk.
She licked her lips then moaned softly for me. Calissa thrust her pussy against me. I started rubbing her pussy lips, sliding my fingers toward her center, and then ran the digits up and down her slit. Leaning forward, I ran the tip of my tongue up the arch of her neck.
As I worked my fingers along her pussy lips, I told her all the dirty fucking things I was going to do to her. How I was going to devour her cunt with my fingers, mouth, and especially my cock. I told her she was the only one who could make me feel like I was losing my mind.
“Only you.”
I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting back and forth against her belly, the friction feeling so incredible. But I had to brace myself because I didn’t want to get off before I was balls deep inside of her.
“How much do you want it? How much do you fucking love this, Calissa?” I was a selfish bastard for wanting her to tell me this. But hell, I wanted her to say it over and over again. I’d never get tired of hearing it.
“I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything before,” she groaned out and I grunted in pleasure. Hearing her say these things was like an aphrodisiac all on its own.
“That’s good, Calissa. That’s really fucking good.” I moved my thumb to her clit and worked that bud back and forth, and she threw her head back.
“I want to be inside of you. I need that now. I need to feel your bare skin along mine, need to have your pussy clenching my dick as I come, as you come right along with me.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“I want to be so deep inside of you, fuck you so hard and thoroughly, that neither of us can think straight, let alone walk comfortably tomorrow.”
“I’m getting wetter.”
I groaned at her words. “I want my cock in your cunt, want to feel your pussy milking my dick until you suck all the seed from my balls.” I stroked her clit faster, harder. She started moving her hips, grinding her pussy on my hand, clearly wanting to get off.
Removing my hand, I lifted it so she could see how glossy my fingers were. “Open your mouth. Open fucking wide and take what I’m giving you.”
Calissa did so without hesitation, like a good girl. My good girl.
“Suck on them.” I placed my fingers in her mouth, growling low when she moved her tongue around them. “Clean them off,” I demanded. I watched in a trance as she did what I said, greedily, hungrily sucked the digits until her cream was cleaned off.
“How does that taste? How do you taste?” I took my fingers from her mouth.
“Good.”
I licked my fingers, tasting her flavor.
“Yeah, you do.”
He groaned, tasting her flavor, wanting it fucking engrained in me. “Your flavor. It’s so damn addicting. It’s mine. All mine.”
I needed her now. I needed to fuck my woman so she knew whom she belonged to.
8
Calissa
His body was pressed to mine, his hardness to my softness. Before I knew what was happening he had me lifted in his arms, started moving forward, and then I felt the table in the kitchen stop us both. He set me on top of it, used his body to spread my legs wider, and then tangled his hands in my hair, holding me to him, making me kiss him fiercely.