Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
That obscene V of pure sexual charisma disappears into his black boxer briefs, and I really want him to keep going.
“You’re not going to just stand there and watch me, are you? Because that’s not how this is going to work.”
That jolts me out of the moment. I clear my throat and look down at the floor. “Sorry. I was staring.”
“It’s okay, little fencer.” He takes off his pants then comes to me. He’s in only a pair of underwear, and his very impressive bulge is clearly hard. His shaft is thick and long, and I can clearly see the outline of the tip of his cock. I picture it in my mouth and my heart starts racing.
His hands touch me. He gently pushes the straps of my dress down. Then he kisses my neck and runs a hand into my hair, and my eyelids flutter as he slowly takes off my clothes. He pushes my dress down, revealing my strapless bra, and kisses my collarbone and my chest. He praises me as he does it, which sends me into a whole new dizzying level of need. I’ve never heard a man talk so openly about wanting me like this before and it’s intoxicating.
“You really are beautiful, my little fencer,” he whispers.
“You don’t have to call me that. My name is—”
He shakes his head and kisses me before I can blurt it out. I mumble it into his mouth instead.
“I like calling you my fencer instead.” He touches my lower lip with his thumb. “I think that’s better for tonight.”
“Okay,” I say, shivering, and I realize how much I like that.
I can be her then. His fencer. This man’s woman for the night. Suddenly, a whole persona populates in my head, built from all the pieces of my life that I like—my athleticism, my confidence on the fencing strip—and filled in with traits I wish I had.
I kiss him back then. I run my fingers through his hair as he takes off my bra and lets it fall to the floor. My nipples are stiff and brush against his warm skin as I push myself against him tighter.
He bends down and kisses me, then picks my clutch up off the floor. I watch him pluck out the vibrator.
“Now, little fencer,” he whispers. He licks it, rolling his tongue around the end, before grabbing my hair. “Open your mouth.”
He makes me lick the end. It’s not very big, but I suck it anyway, aware that his cock would fill my mouth and then some. He sucks my nipples, rolling his tongue around them, before dragging me to his bed.
“Open your legs,” he whispers, kissing my chest, encouraging me. He kisses my neck and lips, and I’m trembling as I take the vibrator from him.
And open my knees.
“Turn it on.”
The vibrator has one speed. I’m insanely used to it by now, and it hits me just right. The little guy starts to buzz quietly, and anticipation fills me.
“Lower.” He kisses my chest and licks a nipple. “There you go, baby.” I press the tip against my slit, moving it up and down over my panties at first. “You like that, don’t you?” He kisses my lips, burying me, hungry and dominant. “Keep going.”
I slide it up and down, moaning softly. He pulls back to watch, stroking himself over his boxer briefs. I stare at his incredible body, shaking with pleasure—
Then he reaches forward and tugs off my panties.
I lift my butt as he slides them off. He tosses them to the floor and grabs my wrist, taking control as he guides my hand to my pussy.
I’m so fucking wet. It feels so goddamn good when the vibrator glides up and down my lips. I don’t think I’ve ever been this soaked before, not on my own at least. “You’re so fucking pretty, little fencer, with that dripping pink pussy and your hard nipples. You love this, don’t you? I bet you taste so fucking good too.”
“Oh, shit,” I moan in reply as he holds the vibrator over my clit. The second it feels like it’s becoming too much, he glides it back down and up again, then releases me and leans back.
I watch him take off his underwear as I stroke myself after.
“That’s right, baby, keep going.” He fists his thick, hard cock, kneeling at my side. “God, you look so fucking pretty like that. Your legs spread, that vibrator rubbing up and down your slick pussy. You’re a filthy little fencer, aren’t you? With that athletic body of yours. I bet you know how to use it too, don’t you?”
“I want to learn,” I moan, which is closer to the truth. “Oh, fuck, I’m so close.”
He grabs my hair tight. “Mouth,” he commands.
I open, and he slides his dick between my lips.