Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
She moans, her eyes hooded with lust as she looks down at me. And I hold her gaze as I repeat the motion, dragging my tongue slowly and wetly from the base of her pussy all the way up to her clit. I curl my tongue around her little bud, rolling it gently against my lips as Simone gasps, her jaw hanging open and her face crumpling in pleasure.
I growl into her, my hands holding her hips and pinning her to the glass behind her as I tongue her little cunt. My cock pulses and throbs in my slacks, dripping precum into my briefs until they’re soaked in my desire for her, and I can feel my balls boiling with cum.
…Lucky her, since that’s what she’s here for.
I tongue her faster, and with a bit more pressure, swirling my tongue around her clit before I push it deep in her pussy. She moans wildly as I start to fuck her with my tongue, plunging it in and out, groaning into her as I feel her candy-sweet honey dripping down my chin. My hands slide around to her ass, gripping that tight little butt in my firm grip and pulling her against my mouth as I push her closer and closer to that edge with my tongue.
Her hips start to move with a mind of their own, and I growl, loving the way little miss innocent is flat out thrusting her pussy against my mouth, like she needs more.
Greedy girl. But a lucky girl, because more is exactly what she’s going to get tonight.
I thrust my tongue into her, making her squeal in pleasure before I drag it wetly to her clit. I suck the little bud between my lips, sucking as I swirl my tongue around it. My fingers tease at her opening, sliding in and out shallowly, just enough to make her pussy drip her arousal like a leaky faucet. I move faster, tonguing her harder and growling into her deeply, until suddenly, I feel her start to shake and tremble.
And with a final swirl of my tongue, she shatters for me.
Simone cries out, bucking hard and shamelessly against my mouth as she comes on my tongue. I grunt, unrelenting in my assault on her clit, and shoving her right into a second orgasm as she screams in pleasure and releases against my mouth. I slow, letting my licks grow teasing and light, before slowly, I pull away.
Simone trembles, panting and wobbly on her legs. She may very well fall to the ground, but I stand, wrapping her in my arms as I pin her to the glass. My mouth crushes to hers, and I can feel her hesitation at just how slick my lips are with her cum. But when she moans and hungrily swirls her tongue with mine, my cock lurches against hers.
I reach behind me, my mouth never leaving hers as I punch the elevator button again, and slowly, we start to move. Five seconds later, there’s a low ding as the doors open directly into the foyer of my penthouse, and I quietly pull away from her pouty soft lips. I reach down, tugging her panties back up, but knowing damn well she’s about to lose them for the rest of the night. Or maybe even longer.
“Come, little one,” I growl softly, taking her hand in mine and pulling her out of the elevator on shaky, trembling legs.
“I’m just getting started with you.”
5
Simone
The second we’re off the elevator, he whirls and pulls me into his arms. I gasp, and when his big hands slide down my body to cup my ass and pull me right up off the floor, my legs instinctually just wrap around his muscled waist as my mouth crushes to his.
What in the hell is happening?
This was supposed to be a job, and it’s only now that I realize how little I thought through how this would actually play out. Blame my total lack of experience, I guess. I mean what did I think? That he’d take me home and his cum would just magically find its way into my little cup? That he’d take it into the bathroom and do it himself, like this was a sperm bank or something? I mean, yes, I knew there’d be sex and other stuff involved, I guess, but not this.
…I never anticipated passion. I never anticipated intimacy like this.
He groans into my mouth, and I can still taste the sweetness of my own pussy on his lips, but God, it only makes me want to kiss him more. He moves through his absolutely huge, lofty penthouse without even really looking where he’s going, and I cling to him, kissing him wildly as my pulse roars through me. He storms through a set of doors, and suddenly, I realize we’re in a bedroom—big, open, with clean lines and a masculine feel to it. The whole far wall is glass, from the polished, gorgeous hardwood floors up the twenty or thirty odd feet to the lofted ceiling. And when he sets me down on the edge of his king-sized bed, my eyes go wide as I stare out over all of Central Park West and the entirety of the park, glittering below.