Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Why a scorpion?” I asked. “Were you all Scorpios?”
He laughed. “It sounds silly, but yes. My birthday’s November eighteenth. Mick was born on Halloween, and Kevin’s was November second.” He smiled in remembrance of his friend. “And to be honest, my ma’s a Scorpio too.”
“Perhaps this was written in the stars,” I laughed. “But I’m one too.”
Keegan smiled. “When is your birthday?”
“I’m also the eighteenth, but I’m probably a few years younger than you.”
“Interesting, Effie.” He bent down to kiss my neck. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a better birthday present than you.”
The use of my nickname snapped me to what I was doing and with whom. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh.
“Something the matter?” he asked as he continued to kiss me.
I shook my head and pushed the repercussions out of my mind as my body continued to react to Keegan’s kisses.
He leaned forward and moved my face to the side to expose my neck. He kissed the sensitive flesh and began shifting down to my breasts. I arched my back in pleasure, willing him to touch them.
He sat up and placed his hands on his knees. “Take your bra off.”
I blushed and sat up. I unhooked it in the front, and Keegan slid the straps down my shoulders. He whistled and said, “You are beautiful, even more so naked and with your hair loose.” He stroked aside a strand of hair, and the brush of his fingertips on my skin felt like electricity.
He stood up and took off his jeans. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and his cock was already erect. I tried hard not to stare. I started to take off my pants while laying on the bed. Keegan assisted with pulling the jeans off my ankles.
Laying there in just my panties, I felt a little embarrassed. I secretly thanked myself for packing a couple of pairs of fancy panties, instead of the granny panties that I – or rather Effie – wore to work. When I went to cover my breasts with my hands, Keegan moved them away. He knelt beside me and kissed me. He moved down my body again, briefly licking my erect nipples and rubbing them with his thumbs. He moved further down. He kissed along the lace edge of my favorite purple set of panties. He hooked a finger under the waistband, and not wanting to stretch the fabric, I raised my hips. In one swift movement, he had my panties halfway down my thighs. With one hand he pushed the panties down further while he pinned me to the bed, his large hand spread out on my stomach. With his face hovering above my center, I could feel the wetness of my arousal.
Keegan lowered his head and kissed my hip bone, then kissed across my pelvis to my other hip bone. His hand came up from my knees between my thighs, and I instinctively opened them for him. I had never been so forward or bold with Jason, as he had never made me feel wanted or desired. Keegan looked up at me, biting his lip to try to hide his smile.
He shifted down and also continued to move his hand up my thighs. I could feel the heat radiating from my center, and I needed to feel Keegan inside me. He moved one of my legs to the side, and then dragged a single finger along my skin to my opening. I barely breathed as I silently begged him to enter me. The finger reached my center and he gently ran it along my lips, spreading the slickness. Leaning on his elbow, with his other hand Keegan spread my lips apart and began lapping at my clit. I moaned in pleasure. In the past, I had been quiet, mainly because I felt little to no arousal, but with Keegan I felt I could be myself, uninhibited and a fully sexual being. He pushed one finger and then a second into me, and with a steady rhythm, he thrust again and again. His tongue danced on my clit, and he used his thumb to rub me when he stopped to kiss my thighs.
My walls started to tighten around his fingers, and he groaned with pleasure as he could sense my building orgasm. He increased his focus on my clit, and his fingers plunged into me deeper and deeper as he twisted his wrist a little.
A strong orgasm tore through me. I fisted the sheets and moaned and bucked. Keegan continued his finger thrusts and the lapping of my clit. It was the longest orgasm I had ever had up that point, and it seemed to go on and on. Afterwards, I lay there for a few moments, trying to catch my breath as my heart rate began to slow.