Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Fuck. This is going to be my new hobby.
Emily slowly arched her back, and another soft moan left her.
A wicked smirk came to my face.
After I make her cum, she will pass out in my arms.
I left her breast, swallowed down the milk, and slowly slipped her pajama pants down over her hips.
She murmured something and yawned.
I pulled the pants down her legs and took them off.
She looked fast asleep, but I hoped she was still up.
I tossed the pants to the floor. “Emily?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Are you up?”
She yawned but said nothing.
Well. . .I know how to fully wake you.
I slipped down to her pussy and slowly parted those delicate folds.
The warm scent of her arousal filled my nose.
She will definitely be pregnant by the time we return to Russia.
I lapped at her pussy. Her warm juices coated my tongue. I savored her sweetness.
Fuck.
Since meeting Emily, I had wanted to consume her, and now I was feasting from her breasts and pussy.
Soon, I was intoxicated with her.
My head went dizzy, and it had nothing to do with all of the vodka that I had enjoyed earlier.
Like a mad man, I kept licking and licking, needing to taste more of her.
She squirmed a little.
Mmmm.
I flicked my tongue on her clit.
Her breaths became deeper, and her body shivered in pleasure.
I slipped my finger inside of her.
A small groan left her. “Ooo.”
Ooo?
“Ooo. Ooo. Ooo.”
I lapped at her pussy. “You like that?”
She didn’t respond.
I wasn’t sure if she was asleep or not.
But my cock was hard, and she damn sure had woken me up with my length in her mouth many times before.
Groaning, I spread her thighs wider, slowly slipped up her body, and realized that her eyes were open.
Oh. She is up.
I smirked. “So you are awake, mysh.”
She widened her eyes.
“You like how I licked your clit?” Slowly, I slid my cock inside of her.
Her bottom lip quivered.
She closed her eyes and groaned so loud and. . .so oddly. . .as if she had never been fucked before as if she were some virgin feeling dick for the first time in her life.
I blinked.
O-kay.
Still, I couldn’t deny the fact that it made me crazy.
“Ooo. Ooo.”
Groaning, I pushed into her again. “Open those eyes.”
And Emily did as she shivered.
Yet, on the pillow she tilted her head dramatically to the side and crinkled her nose.
“Why am I so addicted to this pussy?” I thrust in and out of her. “Tell me.”
She parted her lips in shock. This expression of puzzlement covered her face.
It felt so good to be inside of her so. . .
Wait a minute.
I quirked my brows and thrust in her again.
Her eyes—usually lust-filled and focused during sex—now darted around my body as if she’d never seen me naked before.
Why is she looking at me like that?
I paused with my cock deep inside of her pussy and stared at her.
She tensed and watched me in silence.
“Emily?”
The creases between her eyebrows deepened, but she. . .never responded.
No. . .no. . .I mean. . .it could not be. . .
And I wanted to return to fucking. That wet pussy felt too good to not go back to thrusting and pounding.
The pleasure of her pussy hugging my cock was too damn intense, yet. . .
No. . .she is just. . .drunk. . .that’s why she is being. . .different. . .
But then, an odd voice left her. “Keep. . . doing it to me.”
Fuck. This is not Emily.
I clenched my jaw and gritted my teeth, struggling with the concepts of wrong and right.
Get out. You cannot do it.
Determined, I fought against the tidal wave of sensation and inch by inch slipped my cock out of her.
FUCK!
It took EVERYTHING within me to pull out.
Everything that I had.
All of my strength.
Was this body not mine?
Did this pussy not belong to me?
Yet. . .
“Goddamn it.” I grunted as my wet cock bobbed between us. “Lunita?”
She batted her eyes.
I glared. “Lunita?”
She pouted. “I like how it feels.”
“Goddamn it!” I rolled over and lay on my back. My cock dripped wet and pointed to the ceiling. “Fuck. When did you get here?”
“When you were licking the special place.”
Jesus Christ!
It shouldn’t have, but the way she said it, made my cock jerk.
I ran my fingers through my hair, grabbed the sheet next to me, and yanked it over my cock. “You should have stopped me.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“It does.”
“It doesn’t.” Sadness coated her voice. “She already hates me.”
I sat up. “Emily does not truly hate you. She is just upset with your killing Olga.”
“But, it was one for one.”
“She does not care about one for one, Lunita. She loved Olga too.”
She scowled at me. “But, you loved Olga more, and I wanted you to cry.”
I stared at her. “What are you doing out here?”
She turned away from me and tried to get out of bed.
“Sit the fuck back down.” I glared. “You will not leave this room.”