Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Calloway grabbed my hips then adjusted me on the table, my ass barely hanging off the edge. He pulled up a chair then took a seat right at my opening, his shirt wide open. He gripped the backs of my thighs then spread me wide apart as he moved his face in and pressed a kiss to my lips.
Wow.
I closed my eyes as I felt his lips caress me gently, moving between my folds then around my clitoris. He worked slowly and gave me purposeful kisses, stimulating my entire body as well as my mind.
My hands glided over my tits then crawled into his scalp. I dug my fingers into his thick hair and held on to his head, my hips slowly rocking with his mouth to heighten the pleasure. “Calloway…” I was already in heaven, being adored by the man I loved. He was the only man who could make me crumble like this, and I couldn’t keep from saying his name the second his mouth was on my pussy.
He ate me out for fifteen minutes, making me come twice in the meantime. I just got to lie there and enjoy it, feeling Calloway love me with his tongue. I touched my tits and played with my nipples, still rocking with him.
Calloway moved farther south and suddenly kissed me in a place he never had before. His tongue stroked me until my opening could finally relax. Then he slipped his tongue inside my asshole, wetting it with his saliva.
I wasn’t sure what to think. I liked it, but in a different way.
He continued for a few minutes before he stood up and dropped his slacks and boxers. He grabbed my hand and shoved two fingers inside his mouth, sucking on them until they were slightly pruned. Then he placed them at my back entrance. “Finger yourself, sweetheart.”
The only reason why I did it was because Calloway told me to. He’d never led me wrong before, so I slipped one finger inside then two.
“Good.” He pointed his cock inside my pussy then shoved himself inside, stretching me with his huge dick. A dark gleam settled in his eyes as he thrust into me on the table. He gripped the backs of my knees as his cock impaled me over and over, moving through my slippery slickness.
It felt so good that I didn’t care what my fingers were doing.
Calloway didn’t give me any expression of affection, not like he usually did when we made love. Now he looked angry, his jaw tense and his eyes unforgiving. It looked like he just wanted to fuck me—plain and simple.
Not that I minded.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers out before he grabbed his cock and pressed it at my other entrance.
Goddamn.
He’d fucked me in the ass before, and it was definitely an experience I’d never forget. It felt like he was going to rip me in half because his length was so large inside me. I tried to get used to it but was never successful. What turned me on was how much Calloway enjoyed it.
He pressed his head into my tight little hole and pushed. My body struggled to accommodate him because his entrance was so intrusive. I tried to relax, but the pressure only made me tighten up more.
Calloway pushed until he got his dick inside. Then he slowly entered until he was he nearly covered to the hilt. He gripped both of my hips then adjusted me on the table, my ass hanging over the edge. He started to thrust inside me, ramming into my tight channel like he owned it as much as every other part of my body.
It was painful at first, but I got used to it. With every thrust, I felt so full, like I could explode at any moment. I watched Calloway, six feet and three inches of all man, as he fucked me on the kitchen table.
His right hand migrated between my legs, and he pressed his thumb to my clit, rubbing it aggressively as he thrust harder into my ass.
My head rolled back, and I released an involuntary moan. Being touched in both places made my body hum to life. My nerve endings were firing all over the place, sensory overload. He’d already made me come twice, but I knew another one was just over the horizon.
Calloway’s gaze was glued to mine as his thrusts turned aggressive. He fucked me harder and faster, ramming his enormous cock inside me. A quiet grunt escaped his lips from time to time. “You.” He thrust harder. “Are.” His hand moved around my neck. “Mine.” The muscles of his stomach tightened with every movement he made. The sweat that dripped down his body gave it a sheen that reflected the light from the chandelier above me. His thumb worked my clitoris harder, trying to bring me to home plate before he finished.