Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“You’re not fucking it up,” she rasped, leaning up to kiss me.
“No?”
“No way.” She raised her hands and ran them down my sides as her legs fell open, her knees bracketing my hips.
Her mouth dropped open as I slid down her body, running my open mouth over her chest. I pulled one nipple into my mouth and slid my tongue around it, then moved to the other one and gave it the same treatment.
I’d heard the guys talking about the taste of women, and I understood it. There was nothing like the taste of pussy. But when my mouth was on other parts of a woman’s body, it was all about the texture for me. The softness of Heather’s skin and the little ridges on her nipples made me insane. I fucking loved feeling the way her tits had a little give to them when I gripped them and the way her hip bones jutted out a little when she was lying on her back.
I moved my mouth down farther, running my tongue around the bottom curve of her breast before sliding it down the ladder of her ribs. Her stomach was smooth and just barely rounded, and she had a piercing in her belly button that I couldn’t stop myself from pulling on a little with my lips.
“Tommy,” she sighed as her fingers slid along the side of my face until one of her palms was resting just over my ear. I wanted to bite at her skin, rush so that I could finally feel her wrapped around my dick, but the way she cradled my face in her palm had me slowing down.
When I finally reached the nirvana between her legs, I groaned against her skin. The textures there were even better. The wiry short hair and the smooth slick skin were such a contrast that it made my head spin. Most of the women I’d been with were waxed completely bare. This was different. In some ways, it was hotter.
I slid my tongue over all that flesh and shuddered as the hair rasped over my tongue. Then I found her clit, already swollen and sticking out like an arrow pointing me to the promised land.
When I ran my tongue over it, she shuddered and her thighs tightened around my head. That was clearly what she needed. I moved my tongue the exact same way a second time, then a third, and soon her hips were thrusting against my mouth and she was whimpering and babbling shit I couldn’t really hear with her thighs pressed over my ears.
I was hitting the right spot over and over, but after a couple minutes when she hadn’t come, I knew she needed more. I loosened the grip I had on her thigh and smoothed my hand over her ass and between her legs. Damn, she was so wet, we were leaving a damp spot on the comforter. I groaned again when I slid my fingers inside her. She was clenched down so hard it was a tight fit. A really tight fit. Turning my hand, I curled my fingers upward and pressed gently. That was all it took to make her come, soaking my hand and the bottom of my face.
I let up on the pressure against her clit, but I left my fingers inside her as her cunt pulsed around them over and over. Yeah, I was gonna need to feel that against my cock at some point.
I finally lifted my head when her legs relaxed and fell back against the bed. She was lying there, gasping for breath, but I smiled when I saw that her hand was frantically searching the bed for the condoms I’d dropped.
“Come here,” she ordered, curling her upper body toward me as I moved up the bed. I swiped my hand over my face right before her lips met mine, but the wetness didn’t seem to bother her and she opened her mouth instantly so my tongue could slip inside.
“Damn,” I groaned as one of her hands wrapped around my cock.
“Condom,” she murmured against my mouth as she wrapped her legs around my hips. “Quick.”
I lifted my head and searched for the packets I’d left on the bed, finally finding one stuck to her sweaty side. It only took me a minute to get it on, but it felt like an hour.
Then I was sliding inside. Slowly. Because even though she’d just come, she was tight as hell. I pulled back a little and tried again, but I only got a little farther inside. She was so fucking tight it was almost uncomfortable.
“Heather?” I asked quietly, lifting my head so I would meet her eyes.
She looked at me in confusion.
“You’ve done this before, right?” I asked, making her cheeks go red.
“Of course.” Her words came out sort of shaky as I pressed harder against her.