Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
But Selena wasn’t in a playful mood. She wrapped her arms around my head, like she wanted to hold me there. I wasn’t complaining about that either. I sunk down to my knees in front of her, kissing her flat stomach up to the band of her bra and then down to the snap of her jeans, then I unsnapped them and went lower. I knew what she liked now, and the answer was nearly everything. She gasped above me as I yanked her jeans and panties down around her ankles and pushed my fingers up into her hot, wet tunnel. I looked up, trying to get a read on her face as I worked her toward her first orgasm. She was looking down at me, her mouth pulled taut with her next moan, eyes dark with lust, but unreadable otherwise.
I frowned. I never had to wonder what she was thinking anymore. When we were like this, it was like we didn’t need words or even expressions. I would look into her eyes and know everything. Except now I didn’t. I had to rely on what her body was telling me, and from the way she was soaking my fingers and her knees were trembling as she held onto my shoulders for balance, she was enjoying herself.
She came quickly, a cry ripping from her lips.
“I want a turn,” she murmured when she recovered. She pulled me toward the bed and sank down in front of me. She was still wearing her bra, and even though it still made her breasts look like the best present I’d ever received, I wanted it off. I fumbled with the row of tiny clasps that went up the back, having a hard time concentrating on what I was doing as she enveloped my cock in her warm, eager mouth. I gave up on the bra and moved my hand to the back of her head, holding her steady as I began pumping into her throat. She looked up at me as my cock disappeared nearly entirely into her mouth, and the sight nearly had me shooting my load right then. Only through great perseverance did I manage to hold back, to slow my rhythm to a tolerable ecstasy.
I made a ponytail of her hair and pulled free of her mouth. “Take off your bra.”
Her eyebrows arched in challenge, but then she reached behind her back compliantly and flicked the clasps free. I let go of her hair to pull the corset-style bra off her shoulders. “I want to see these bouncing over my face,” I said, palming her breasts and squeezing. I laid back, and she crawled over the length of my body until she was poised right above my cock. It was hard and damp and pointing straight up, swollen with how much I wanted her.
Selena hesitated as she arranged her knees on either side of my hips. I’d had her in nearly every position, but she’d never had to lower onto me herself. I reached around to flatten my hand against her lower back. “You can do it,” I murmured.
Slowly, she fit her opening over the head of my cock and began lowering down, letting it fill her inch by inch. At first, she moved slowly as she was getting used to it. Then she moved slowly because she knew it was torturing me. I let her do it, watching her glorious breasts get closer and closer. When she was all the way down, I reached up to pinch them. The way she tightened around my cock when I did nearly put me over the edge again. Again, I held myself back. Her tits still in my hands, I began thrusting slowly upward. She wanted to reach for my shoulders to balance herself, but my arms were in the way. Instead, she reached back, grasping my upper thighs. The angle took my cock deeper, clamping it in a hot vice.
“Fuck,” I hissed, squeezing her tits tighter and beginning to pump up into her. Soon, I had to let go and wrap my hands around her waist, holding her steady as I pounded up. Her breasts were bouncing wildly, and the moans that escaped her were breathless and disjointed. Her small hands grasped my thighs, and when she leaned her head back, I felt the tips of her hair tickling between her fingers. “Fuck,” I repeated, coherency leaving me. I’d always held myself back just a little with Selena, not wanting to go full throttle on her. But now I couldn’t help myself. I clamped my hands around her waist and began bucking upward like I was trying to throw her off. More than once she rose up only to come slamming back down on my cock.
“Come,” I demanded, knowing she had to be close.