Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 78576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
I need to find out who I am.
To accept that my life may not include Dave Simpson.
I have to be okay with that.
But right now? Right now, I want something nasty. Something to remember. I want orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, and it’s starting with his lips on every part of me.
I close my eyes, surrender to the moment. I let my body go, let it be my guide, and let it guide Dave as he sucks on my nipple, pinches the other one, making me insane.
He slides his fingers over my body, trailing them over my sensitive abdomen to my clit, where he massages gently… And then not so gently.
He sucks on my nipple.
“Harder,” I grit out. “Suck it harder.”
He obeys quickly, and in that next moment, he thrusts two fingers inside my pussy.
As his thumb rubs my clit, his lips and teeth work my nipple…
“God, yes!”
The orgasm catapults through me, making my flesh buzz, my skin heat.
It ricochets throughout me, from my pussy outward and then inward, as if my entire body is on fire with a thousand sparklers.
Dave drops my nipple and meets my gaze.
“Look at me, Maddie.”
I open my eyes.
His eyes are on fire. “Look at me when you come. Tell me I made you come.”
“You made me come.”
“I did that. Tell me. Say ‘Dave, you made me come.’”
I meet his gaze head on. “Dave, you made me come. Now make me come again.” I close my eyes and throw my head back on the pillow.
He grins. “Your wish is my command. I want to suck those nipples. Suck them until they’re sore.”
“God, please…” I breathe out.
“Then I’m going to eat that pussy, Maddie. I’m going to suck every bit of juice out of you until you’re screaming at me to stop.”
“Won’t happen in this lifetime,” I whisper.
“Don’t be so sure about that. I can eat pussy for a good long time.”
He goes back to my nipples, sucks on the other one, twisting the first one with his fingers.
Then he adds his teeth… God, what perfect teeth. He nibbles on me, bites me, and then nips so hard that I jerk, my hips rising, my back arching.
And it’s good. All so fucking good.
He drops the nipple. “You like it a little rough? I didn’t know you had it in you, Maddie.”
“I can take whatever you can dish out,” I say through gritted teeth. “I want it all tonight, Dave. Every single fucking thing.”
He groans above me, nibbles on my nipples again, moves to the other one, and gives it a sharp bite.
My God, the currents are sliding through me, like electricity sparking across a tidal wave. Only instead of electrocuting me, it’s setting me on fire, flames skittering across my flesh all the way down to my pussy.
Dave Simpson is a god in bed. He can fuck me sweet and gently, and then hard and fast. And he can do what he’s doing now—make my body burst into flames with the pleasure and pain he inflicts.
I want to roll over, tell him to spank my ass, but do I want that more than I want him to eat me?
No.
When he’s finally done with my nipples, he trails his lips over my chest and abdomen, nipping as he goes. Harsh bites, and some sucks, which I’m sure will leave a trail of hickeys.
And I relish that. Relish being branded by him. This is what I need right now. Knowing it may be the last time we’re together.
He spreads my legs, inhales, and then dives into my pussy.
“God, you taste good.” He slides his tongue over my opening, up to my clit, and then he puckers his lips around it and sucks gently.
I’m ready to go again, but he puts his fingers back in my pussy, fucks me that way. I’ve always loved finger fucks. I’m not overly experienced, but the little I do know about my body is that fingers work for me even better than a dick. I love the good burn of a cock, but something about fingers… Fingers that know where to hit the right spot.
And right now, I want those fingers.
I want… I want all of them.
“I want you to fist me,” I grit out.
He groans, but it sounds more like a low growl. “God, that’s hot. You sure?”
“I wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t sure.” I moan. “I want your hand inside me, Dave.”
“My hands are pretty big, Maddie.”
“All the better.”
He slides his tongue over my clit again, and then inserts three fingers, stretching me.
He rubs my interior, finding my spongy G-spot within a nanosecond. I feel him scissoring his fingers inside me, curling up against my G-spot, and my God, I’m ready to explode again.
“Don’t come yet,” he commands. “You tighten up when you come, and that’ll take longer, if this is what you really want.”