Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 117336 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117336 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
When she is naked in front of me, she is beyond gorgeous.
Melina smiles up at me, and she raises a hand. To my surprise, she begins to undo the fasteners at the neck of my flowing robes. "I want you naked, too," she tells me. "I want to touch you all over."
Usually our pleasuring involves me remaining clothed so my seed doesn't brush against her skin and give her discomfort. The fact that she wants me naked adds another layer of intimacy to this moment, and I crave it almost as much as I crave her. I remain still as she undresses me, and when my robes slide to the ground, she runs her hands delicately over my chest, tracing muscle. Her touch glides down to my waist, to the pants I wear, and she tugs them down, as well.
Naked, I stand in front of her, and Melina tilts her head up, giving me a soft, dreamy smile. Then she turns, pressing her back to my chest and rubbing against me. She takes my arm and pulls it over her shoulder, caging herself in my grip. "I love how warm you are. How good it feels to press myself against you."
"Does it?" I lean in, sliding one hand over her soft breasts, seeking out a nipple. I find the tight peak and give it a pinch, loving the sharp inhale of breath she takes. Her breast fits my hand perfectly, and I squeeze the mound of it, entranced by the softness of her body. I slide my other hand down her front, towards the vee between her thighs. Her scent drenches the room, calling me with its siren song.
I brush a finger over her folds and Melina moans, pressing back against me. She shifts her weight, spreading her legs a little more so I can touch her.
"Soaked already, my love?" I murmur into her hair. "Is this sopping cunt for me?"
She whimpers.
"I do believe it is." I rub my face against her hair as I stroke a finger over her clit. "So beautiful and responsive, my pretty, pretty mate. Every other male in Fort Dallas must be furious with jealousy at the thought of me getting to finger this loveliness every day. Do you think they resent me for that? Because I know how this luscious pussy tastes and they don't?"
Melina rocks against my hand, her plump backside pressing my cock. I want to rock between the cleft of her bottom, but I'm afraid to drip pre-cum on her sensitive skin. Already, I'm so very hard that I know I won't last.
As much as I want to make her come like this, it's better if I keep her far away from my cock. So I pinch her nipple again. "Get on the bed. All fours. Put your cunt in the air for me."
"So bossy," she huffs, but she does as I command. She moves to the bed and crawls forward a little, then raises her ass into the air, displaying her wet folds for me.
With a groan, I grab her hips and pull her back toward me, lowering my mouth onto her flesh. She lets out a little squeal when I make contact, and I can feel her clench the moment my tongue strokes through her slickness. Her taste is sublime. I barely manage to hold back a groan of my own, lapping at her sweet core. I indulge myself a little, teasing with the tip of my tongue and making her wriggle, drinking in her taste. After months of being together, I know how to make my mate come, and I know what she likes. So I nose at the entrance to her core before finding her clit with my tongue and rolling it.
She moans, pressing back against me. "Oh, Azar. That's so good."
I grip one thigh as I nuzzle at her clit, teasing it with little circles before flicking it with my tongue. With my other hand, I press two fingers into her core, pumping them. I work her cunt with my fingers and lick her clit, using the rhythm I know she likes best. She shudders, rocking her hips in time to my movements as she chases her release, and I add another finger, thrusting harder as her cunt begins to squeeze. Lapping at her clit, I grind my cock against the mattress edge, desperate to press into her with my shaft instead of my fingers, but this is how it must be.
Melina breathes my name, faster and faster as she approaches her climax. I crook my fingers inside her and rub against the front wall of her cunt, hitting the spot that I know will send her over the edge. With a low cry, she comes, quaking, her body tightening against me, her toes curling and her wet cunt making obscene sounds as I work her through the orgasm, not stopping until she cries out and pushes my hands away.