Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
He moved up to my clit, his lips wrapping around it and sucking gently as his tongue swirled in slow, maddeningly teasing circles. I went to pieces for him, moaning and whimpering, my slick juices coating his chin and dripping down my ass to his desk. His tongue swirled over my clit, his groans vibrating through me and sending me reeling as the pleasure exploded through me.
Jackson growled, making me gasp as his strong hands gripped my thighs and pushed my legs up high and wide. His tongue traced down lower, over my lips, and then lower still. My eyes went wide, my breath a gasp on my lips as his wicked tongue swirled over my tight little asshole.
“Oh God, Jackson—”
“Lay back, angel,” he growled, his hands tightening on my skin possessively. “Lay back and let me show you how good you can feel.”
His tongue dragged across my puckered, sensitive ring, making my whole body tremble in forbidden, wicked pleasure. My face blushed bright red at the thought of this man kissing me in so private a place, but he felt so fucking good that I never wanted him to stop. My whole body shivered in raw ecstasy as he tongued me slowly, teasing my little ass. His thumb moved to my clit, rolling over it in slow, deliberate circles as my entire world blurred at the edges.
His tongue pushed against my ass, pushing the tip against my ring as his thumb worked faster and faster. My breath caught in my throat, my pink nipples straining into hard little points and my whole body trembling with pleasure. He growled into my skin, his tongue and his fingers and his masculine groans pushing me higher and higher, until suddenly, the whole thing shattered.
I screamed, my hips arching off the desk against him as the powerful orgasm exploded through me. Jackson groaned, pinning me against his desk and keeping his tongue and his fingers moving, pushing me right through my climax until I was gasping for air and melting into a puddle on his desk. I trembled as he moved away, pulling me off his desk and scooping me into his arms as he sat back in his office chair.
I could feel his thick, throbbing cock so hard against me through his pants. I gasped for air and shivered in the aftershocks of my orgasm as I reached between us and curled my fingers around it.
“I want it,” I moaned quietly. “I want all of it. I want you to have me, Jackson.”
He groaned, pulling me into him and kissing me fiercely.
“Please,” I panted.
He pulled back, his face hard and lined with raw lust and need, his eyes burning fiercely.
“Not here, sweetness,” he purred.
“But, I want—”
“Oh, I’m going to take you, Ada. I’m going to push my cock inside that sweet, tight little pussy and show you what a man feels like. I’m going to spread you wide and drive so deep you’ll miss me when I’m not inside of you.”
I gasped, kissing him hungrily.
“But when I do that,” he purred. “It’ll be with sheets at your back, like a queen.”
“Where…”
“My penthouse,” he growled. “Get dressed. I’m driving you there now.”
8
Ada
Jackson’s dark matte-black Mustang roared through the streets of New York, making my heart thunder in my chest as the city blurred past us. Though, the car was only part of the reason for the thrill and adrenaline blazing through me. The other part was him, and the things we’d just done, and the promise of what was about to happen.
Also, the thrill that under my loose top and yoga pants that I’d put back on, I was bare. He’d plucked my panties from my hands when I’d tried to pull them back on and stuffed them into his pocket.
“These are mine now,” he’d growled.
The yoga pants were thin, and the car rumbled fiercely as we drove, sending naughty little tremors through my core as the seat beneath me throbbed against my bare little slit and aching clit.
Jackson turned to me, his face hard and full of raw lust.
“Take them off,” he growled.
“What?”
“Take off your yoga pants, angel. I can’t wait until we get home, I have to see you.”
I panted, my tongue darting out to wet my lips.
“Here? In the car?”
“Show me how wet that pussy is,” he purred, his eyes flashing fire. “Show me how ready that little pink cunt is for me.”
I whimpered, the thrill of his fierce words thundering through me.
And slowly, I nodded.
I turned towards him in my seat, my hands sliding to the elastic waist of the skin-tight pants. My thumbs hooked inside, and slowly, I started to peel them down as my pulse raced and the dirty girl inside of me roared to life.
“Like this, Doctor?” I cooed.
I grinned, watching the lust blaze across his face and the way his hands tightened to a white-knuckle grip on the wheel.