Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
I’ve never done anything like this before, so you would think I would be nervous or embarrassed, but all I am is turned on and horny. I turn the camera around and make a show of slowly licking my pointer and middle finger.
“Does it taste good?” Landon asks. His breathing is heavy and he’s barely even blinking. Knowing I’m doing that to him makes me feel sexy and powerful.
“It tastes bitter,” I say honestly.
“No.” Landon shakes his head. “I bet it tastes perfect. Bring your fingers back to your pussy and find your clit.” He shifts in what appears to be his bed and I wonder if he’s touching himself.
“Let me see you,” I say. Without having to explain what I mean, he flips the camera on his phone. On the screen is his rock-hard dick in his hand. He’s stroking it slowly up and down, and I wish he were here so I could taste him. Pretending isn’t enough.
“You should come over,” I say, my voice breathless like I’ve run a mile. “Please.”
“Not tonight.” Landon chuckles. “Are you massaging your clit?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Keep rubbing on it. If I were there, I would lick up your slit. Then bite on your clit. I bet it’s swollen, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I murmur, my finger working my sensitive nub over.
“If I were there, I would push two fingers into your tight cunt,” Landon says, continuing to stroke his dick. His fist is tight, and the head is swollen with a bead of pre-cum dripping out.
“If I were there, I would lick that cum from the tip,” I tell him.
“Fuck, yes, you would.” He groans, his fist tightening harder around his shaft. “Keeping going, baby.”
“Landon, I’m so close.” I feel my orgasm creeping up on me.
“Come for me, Harp. Let me see you come all over your fucking fingers.”
His words are my tipping point, and with a couple more swipes to my clit, I detonate. My legs tremble, and my pussy contracts as I come, moaning out my release.
“Fuck.” Landon groans. His strokes turn frenzied, and a few seconds later, spurts of white cum are covering his hand and stomach.
We’re both quiet for a long moment and then Landon’s face appears, so I flip my camera so mine does as well. “That was fucking hot,” Landon says with a half-smirk. “When do I get to see you so we can do that in person?”
“Richard is taking the kids tomorrow.” If he actually stays true to his word.
“How about I pick you up at seven?” he suggests.
“Or we can order in…”
Landon laughs. “I’m taking you to dinner.”
“Fine.” I huff. “Dinner first, then dessert back at my place.”
Landon: On my way
I send him a text back that I’m ready and then take one last look in the mirror. I’m wearing a blood-red off-the-shoulder dress that hugs my curves in all the right places. The dress stops several inches above the knee and is paired with my black four-inch peep-toe heels. It’s probably the sexiest outfit I’ve worn in years. I bought it shortly after Richard and I divorced, when I was going through a ‘I’m single and starting over’ phase. Of course I never had any reason to actually wear it. But now I do. My hair is down in soft waves, and my makeup is on point. Not too much, but enough to make my green eyes pop and my cheeks look naturally flushed. I’m also wearing red lipstick instead of my usual lip gloss.
I grab my clutch and throw my phone into it, then head out to the living room to wait for Landon. I’m not sure where he’s taking us tonight, but I’m excited to finally be going on our first date.
There’s a knock on the door. I open it to find Landon holding a beautiful bouquet of roses, dressed to the nines in a suit that looks as if it were tailored for his body. His gaze begins on my face, then slowly his eyes rake down my body, taking in every inch of me. When his eyes meet mine again, he frowns and I worry I don’t look as good as I thought.
“What?” I ask, glancing down at myself.
“You look fucking stunning,” Landon says.
My eyes shoot back up to meet his. “Then why are you frowning?”
“Because I had all these plans for us tonight and now I’m afraid I’m going to have to cancel them all and take you straight to bed, because there’s no way I’m going to make it through tonight with you by my side looking the way you do.”
“Landon!” I laugh at how cheesy and sweet he is.
I grab the roses from him and start to walk away toward the kitchen to put them in a vase, when he grabs my arm and pulls me backward into his chest. One hand grips my hip and the other pushes my hair to the side. “I mean it, Harp. You look gorgeous.” He presses a kiss to my neck and then inhales my scent. “And smell delicious.” He runs his nose along my flesh. “I’m torn between wanting to fuck you with the dress on and wanting to rip it off to see what’s underneath.”