Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 115833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
“Oh, yeah. That’s good, D,” he said. “Come for me. It’s all yours, right?”
I sucked in a breath, nodding as he pushed in deeper. It was mine right now. All mine. Nothing could take it away.
“You have the perfect ass, baby. Keep your back arched just like that.” His voice was thick and sweet like honey. “I wanna keep looking at that beautiful ass while I fuck you.”
This man.
His voice.
He was beyond anything my mind could comprehend. He was so primal, so blunt, so damn sexy.
I pressed my cheek to the cushion and moaned. I swear he felt harder, bigger, like he was swelling inside me with every pump. His breathing quickened, and he gripped my waist so tight I was sure it would leave a bruise, but I didn’t care.
“You’re about to make me come, baby,” he panted.
After several rigid thrusts, Deke sunk his full length into me while unleashing a thunderous groan.
Then he yanked himself out just as quickly and came on my lower back. His come was hot as it spilled downward, and as he breathed raggedly, I collapsed, belly flat on the sofa.
We stayed that way a moment, catching our breath, letting the moment sink in.
Deke finally got up to find some napkins and wipe his release away. When it was gone, he lowered to his knees beside the sofa and met my eyes.
“You good?” he asked with a playful laugh.
I smiled at him, and his smile turned into a grin. He was so boyishly handsome, with his brown eyes sparkling and those adorable dimples popping out.
When I sat up, Deke claimed the spot next to me. He tugged on my hand and pulled me toward him. I bit a smile as I climbed onto his lap, then settled myself on top of his sated dick.
Wrapping my arms around the back of his neck, I leaned forward and kissed him. He groaned behind the kiss, palming me in his hands. I felt him spasm beneath me.
“You trying to get me hard again?” he mumbled on my mouth.
“Maybe,” I returned with a coy smile, and he laughed, spanking me. After another deep kiss, I sighed. “Let me find my panties.”
I climbed off his lap, but it was when I stood in front of him that Deke caught my hand and stopped me, before I could move away.
I looked down at him as he leaned forward, with his face so close to my sex I could feel his breath running between my thighs. With ease, he gripped one of my legs and propped my foot on the sofa cushion, leaving me spread wide open.
I suppose he hadn’t completely gotten his fill, because he looked up at me, held my waist, and buried his tongue in my pussy.
I gasped, my knees buckling, but he kept me steady with one hand at my hip and the other clutching the outer thigh of my propped-up leg.
“Deke,” I moaned. “You’re just . . . you’re too much.”
A throaty laugh vibrated through him, and to show me just how much he was, he took my hand and placed the palm of it on the back of his head. That action alone sent a spiral of pleasure through me. He was telling me to own him, to control him, that he was mine to use and that I could do whatever I wanted to him.
I skimmed my fingers down the coarse hair at the nape of his neck and brought them back up again to rest my hand on the back of his head. I pushed his face in deeper, moaning as I looked down the soft, curvy hills of my body to lock eyes with him. Just like I had on the rooftop cabana, I held his head, but this time I wanted to ride his face, so I rocked my hips.
His tongue slid from my clit to just around my entrance, and when he picked up on what I was doing, he repeated that same motion over and over again until I threw my head back and cried out with pleasure. It felt so good, so bad, so fucking delicious.
When Deke pulled his mouth away, I staggered backward and attempted to catch my breath. He rested his back against the sofa again, spreading his legs apart as he swiped the pad of his thumb over his glistening bottom lip.
“I swear I love watching you come, D,” he said, giving me a mildly arrogant grin.
I huffed a laugh, and because I couldn’t help myself, I straddled his lap and kissed him. With thick, heavy breaths, he kissed the hollow of my throat and the crook of my neck and then gripped my face in one of his large hands to press his hot mouth to mine.
He coaxed my lips apart so our tongues collided, then gave my ass a squeeze. I sighed in ecstasy, feeling him grow hard again.