Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
“I’m sure Fletch has duct tape around here somewhere,” he muttered. Duct tape could fix just about anything.
“I think we both need it. Look… How about we keep our mouths busy in another way?” She dragged the pad of her thumb across his bottom lip again. “You’re a really good kisser.”
Now she was giving him a compliment? No damn way. Were pigs about to fly?
She hooked a leg over his hip. “Now… Kiss and fuck me like you mean it.”
Instead of verbally responding, he figured it was safer to do just that.
When he took her mouth, she hooked her other leg around his hip and finally… finally, they fell into a rhythm that did what needed to be done… It evicted everyone else from that room and that bed, except for the two of them.
What started out to keep either of them from saying stupid shit, turned into a kiss that was purely electric. It drove all the blood from his brain back into his cock. He could finally concentrate on the movement of his hips, as well as the movement of hers and the way their lips and tongues connected. The way her hard nipples brushed against his chest as they bounced with each thrust.
He swallowed her gasps after digging his knees deeper into the mattress so he could power up and into her relentlessly. Her pussy pulsating around him made him worry that he really would finish before her.
He might have made that threat, but in reality, that wasn’t what he wanted.
He wanted to give her an orgasm that would make her pussy clench later when she thought back on this time together in her bed.
He wanted to make her come so hard, she’d be inviting—if not begging—him to come over to do this again.
He wanted to make her climax so intensely, her thighs would turn to Jell-O for a full five minutes afterward.
He wanted to give her all that and more. But to achieve it, he needed to keep his head in the game and ignore everything and everyone else.
Her sucking on his tongue pulled his balls tight and he had to blank out his thoughts to keep from coming right then and there.
No surprise that the difference between them when they both kept their mouths shut was like night and day.
He twisted her nipple, capturing her cry within his mouth. Then he slid his hand along her jawline and drove it into her hair, fisting it. Using that grip, he forced her head to tilt back before breaking free of her mouth and pressing his face into her arched neck.
It was a risky move since doing so left her mouth free. He hoped he didn’t regret it.
Thank fuck a few seconds later the only thing escaping her mouth was, “I’m going to come. Oooooh fuck, make me come. Keep doing that… with your hips… Like that. Yesssss…”
Holy fuck, that wasn’t helping him last. Neither was her pussy squeezing his cock tightly, like she was trying to milk his come from him.
He continued to pump his hips, and every time he hit the end of her, he’d grind even deeper. By embedding her nails into his ass, it encouraged him to continue that pattern over and over. To get her to the finish line before him.
When a climax ripped through her, she cried out his name and convulsed against him, slamming her hips up one more time and holding there.
But he didn’t stop. He kept going.
He needed to finish before she said something that would throw him off track. To prevent that, he lifted his head and slapped a hand over her mouth, her warm breath beating a tattoo against his palm.
Catching her eyes and holding them, he set his jaw and began to drive harder and faster.
He didn’t have time to waste.
While focused on his own race to the finish line, she smashed her pussy against him again and shuddered, surprising him. Either she had another orgasm or an intense after-shock. But whatever it was, snapped the dangerously threadbare rope he was clinging to and sent him tumbling along with her.
When he landed hard at the bottom, he was panting just as quickly as she was. His cock continued to pulse as he emptied inside her.
It was the most intense orgasm he’d had in a long time.
She squirmed underneath him, pulling him back to reality. “Am I too heavy?”
“No, it was another mini-gasm.”
Damn.
“You did it.”
Of course he did. Had she doubted he could make her come?
He blinked in confusion when she raised her hand with her palm facing him. “What?”
“High-five me.”
“What?”
“It’s for a job well done.” A smirk curled her lips.
Of course.
With a groan, he shook his head and secured the condom at the root of his cock before slipping from her and dropping to her side.