Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 131330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
“I know, Birdy. Come for me. Let me feel that tight cunt squeeze my cock.”
Oh, God. I love his filthy mouth.
He thrusts into me one more time, deep and forceful, and I explode like a coil reaching its limits. I cry out, my body spasming with intense satisfaction as my walls desperately squeeze his thick cock. He lets out a strained breath, his body shuddering with mine, but he doesn’t stop moving or rolling his thumb over my clit, and with every second of his touch, every new thrust, my orgasm takes me higher.
My eyes close as the high rockets through my body, pulsing through me with undeniable pleasure, and I throw my head back, gasping for sweet breath. “Oh, God,” I cry, my body turning into a mess of spasms. I’ve never come like this in my life, never felt this kind of high, this kind of intensity.
“I . . . I—It’s too much.”
“Ride it out,” he rumbles, continuing to rock his hips as the pressure on my clit intensifies, demanding every ounce of pleasure from my body.
I focus on his touch, relaxing deeper into my orgasm until finally, the intense pulses start to fade and he slows his tormenting thrusts. He steps closer to me just as my hold on the bar falters, and I fall heavily into his strong arms. His lips come back to my throat, giving me a second to catch my breath as his thick cock remains buried deep inside my pussy.
“That—” pant, “was—” pant. “So fucking good.”
This mysterious stranger chuckles against my skin, and the sound is something that I’ll forever remember. There’s something so comforting and warm about it. It reminds me of—nope. I need to stop going there. This isn’t Izaac. This is a perfect stranger—one who just happens to know exactly what a woman needs.
“You think it’s over, Little Birdy?”
My back stiffens, and I snap my gaze to his, despite not being able to see his face in the darkness. “It’s not?”
“No. I don’t come until you’re completely spent, and Little Birdy, you still have another one in you.”
A shiver of anticipation shoots down my spine when I try to think through the haze of post-orgasm bliss, remembering the way his body shuddered when I was coming. “But I thought you did,” I say with a breathy whisper, not able to find enough strength to project my voice much louder over the electrifying music.
I feel him shake his head. “Your pleasure comes first, Birdy. Now let me show you what you’ve been missing.”
With that, he pulls me away from the wall and strides across the room, every step making his cock bounce and move within me. I clutch my arms around his neck, holding on with what little energy I have left, but the thought of getting to be fucked by this incredible stranger again has a burst of newfound life burning through my veins.
I need to feel how he’ll fuck me, need to feel his electrifying touch all over my body.
I’m placed down on a low-lying table and my body trembles with disappointment as he pulls back, his thick cock falling from my spent pussy. His hands roam down my thighs, finding the top of my boots and working them down my legs until they’re gone.
“Turn around, Birdy,” he says, once my boots have turned into a distant memory. “On your knees.”
My brows furrow, but I do as I’m asked, swiveling around on the table and getting up to my knees. I feel him step in behind me, his thick cock dancing across my ass and that delicious piercing tormenting me, teasing me with what it can do.
The anticipation is too much and when his hands circle my body, one roaming up to my tits while the other travels south, dipping between my legs, my body shudders again. His touch is so perfect, so sensual and erotic. How could any other man touch me again and it ever compare to this?
His lips are at the back of my neck, his chest pressed right against my back. “Bend over, Birdy. Offer me that sweet cunt.”
I swallow hard. It’s one thing being fucked up against the wall, but like this? Holy shit, this is hot.
I immediately drop down, my chest pressing against the cool table as my ass remains high in the sky, offered to him like a buffet. Butterflies swarm through the pit of my stomach, and impatience burns through me as his hand circles over my ass before dropping between my thighs and cupping my pussy.
He pushes a finger inside of me from behind. “Spread your knees,” he says in that deep, rumbling tone, making me shudder.
Without hesitation, I push my knees as far as they’ll go, opening myself to him as he continues plunging his fingers deep inside of me. In and out, spreading my arousal.