Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
I don’t want to, of course—in fact, I want to hold on to her as tightly as possible—but if I did, I could.
“Mack,” Katy breathes, pulling her lips away from mine just long enough to let an anticipatory shiver run down the length of my spine. There’s a nervous air to her tone, and a shred of panic makes my fingertips dig into the flesh of her ass a little tighter.
“Are you okay? Do you want to stop?”
Katy smiles, leans forward to take my mouth with hers once more, and then pulls away gently. Her eyes swirl with a promise of a thrill. I thought the bathtub was the most erotic moment I’d ever experienced, but I swear, I’ll never know a look as seductive as this one. “No, I don’t want to stop.”
Thank God.
“Take me to bed, Mack.”
My feet are moving before my brain can even process it.
Carrying and kissing simultaneously, I head toward my bedroom and gently lay her back in the center of the bed. She looks dainty and beautiful in the middle of the expansive space, and I can only think of one good thing that would make her fit better. Me.
Climbing up quickly, I seal my mouth to hers again and groan in satisfaction when she lifts her hips up to meet mine, grinding to emphasize the contact. She licks her lips on a reflex, and because of our proximity, catches mine with the tip of her tongue.
“Fuuuck,” I moan, digging a hand into her hair and taking her mouth deeply. But something makes me pause, a tiny thought that reminds me of her injury. “Shit, your foot,” I say and start to pull away, but she just wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me back to her mouth.
“It’s fine,” she breathes, her warm breath brushing against my lips.
And then she kisses me hard, even greedier than before, and a moan jumps from my lungs and into her mouth as she rolls me onto my back, peeling her tank top over her head and revealing perfectly perky breasts in a see-through lace bra. In one exquisite motion, the bra’s gone too, and I have to take a deep breath to calm myself as she shifts herself on my already-hard cock temptingly.
Our movements become frantic as she paws ferociously at my shirt, and I quickly lean up to rid myself of the fabric with a curl of my abdominal muscles. It knocks her off-balance briefly, but she uses it as an opportunity to yank her pajama shorts off, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this has to be divine intervention from a higher power.
“Katy…you’re so fucking beautiful.”
She blushes, tilting the apple of her cheek toward her shoulder in a brief display of shyness. It’s beautiful, just like everything she does, but I’ll be a monkey’s uncle before I let insecurity slip in and derail this beyond-perfect moment. I reach up and cup that side of her face with my hand, bringing her back toward me until our mouths meet once again.
She pulls at the button of my jeans, dislodging it easily enough so that I can reach down to my hips and shove. My hard dick pops free like a jack-in-the-box.
Trust me, there’s absolutely no question whether or not I’m enjoying the moment, but there’s something that I simply have to do. Something I haven’t stopped thinking about since I saw her touch herself in the bath.
Gently, I move her to her back again and slide my body down hers, kissing every bare inch of her body as I go. First, her neck, then her shoulders, then her breasts and her belly, and I don’t stop until my mouth is hovering right between her thighs.
Her pussy is gloriously bare in front of me, and I lick my lips at the sight.
“I’ve been thinking about this,” I tell her and let my tongue sneak out to take one tiny lick against her core. “Ever since you let me watch you come in the bathtub, I’ve been thinking about what you taste like.”
She whimpers, and I take another lick, this time letting myself savor her sweet and tangy taste. Her hips jolt forward, and her hands find their way into my hair.
“Fuck, you don’t disappoint,” I whisper against her already-wet pussy. “I’ve never tasted anything as fucking sweet as you.”
She moans, and I can no longer hold myself back from pressing my mouth against her and eating at her pussy in all the ways I’ve fantasized about doing.
I lick every inch of her.
I slide my tongue inside her.
And I suck at her clit, loving the feel of her swelling inside my mouth and the way she only grows wetter against my tongue.
Her thighs shake and her fingers grip the strands of my hair tightly as more moans start to fall from her lips. She’s close. So close. And my dick grows rock hard over the thought of knowing what she feels like when she comes against my tongue.