Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 106404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
“Baby.” He rubs my lips. “That was shit. Let’s do this again, and when I give it to you, you hold it until I tell you.”
He loads the pipe again. “And Antoinette, if you don’t do it…” He doesn’t say more but arches a dark brow.
“You’ll what?” I rub my tongue over my lips. “And that wasn’t fair. You didn’t even give me a warning.”
“Well, now you have one.” He lights up again, the red-orange glow almost fluorescent as he inhales.
“I… wait a second.”
But he doesn’t. He pulls me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him. Grabbing my face with both his hands he kisses me. This time I let him give me all of it. His tongue tangles with mine and I groan. My head feels light, my body warm, and his tongue is like magic. Slowly he pulls back.
“Hold it,” he warns while I fight the urge to cough. My eyes sting with tears. “Fuck yeah, that’s it.” His eyes caress my face. His hands go to my hips and he squeezes my ass, bringing me against his erection.
“Let it go,” he says. I turn my head to exhale the smoke. But he stops me with his lips and takes all the remaining smoke back. I moan as he lifts his head.
“One more time.”
He inhales and this time I melt into him. Like I’m starving, I suck on his tongue. It tastes like wine and citrus. My body is relaxed yet tingling, my pussy is slick and ready. And I know that this night will change everything for us.
He pulls back, still holding my head, his breathing harsh. I lick my lips and taste the slight lemon flavor of his tongue.
Smiling, he gazes at me. “Look at you glow, and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”
Unable to help it, I moan and start to grind myself on his cock.
“That’s it. Rub that wet cunt on me. I can feel it through my sweatpants.”
I laugh, feeling so good. Arching my back, I let my body take over as I ride him.
“Axel,” I whimper. “It feels so good. Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Take off your shorts,” he grunts.
I slide down his body, loving the way he feels. This is the first time I’ve actually touched him. His muscles are like smooth, hard steel. Standing in between his legs, I shimmy my shorts off.
“And your top. I want those tits.”
A sense of power comes over me as I watch him try to steady his breath. He wants me as much as I want him. And I smile in satisfaction as I stand on tiptoe. His eyes make a full tour of my body and he pulls his sweatpants down, freeing his thick, hard cock. Jesus, it reaches his navel. My mind becomes a ruler and I know he’s over nine inches.
“My little ballerina.” I eat up his words, then spin five, maybe six times in between his legs for him as he sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread and cock in his hand.
Licking my dry lips, I watch him slide his hand up and down.
“On your knees.” He keeps stroking himself.
I lower to my knees and try not to touch myself despite the sudden ache between my legs that begs for release.
He wraps his hand at the base of my hair. I think I moan, but I’m tingling so it might be my imagination.
“Talk to me.” He gives me a wicked smile, and my eyes slant up to him.
“I love your lips,” I say truthfully and he laughs. “I do. They’re magical and full… and hot.” I sound breathy and wish he would kiss me. But he doesn’t, and I’m left trying not to squirm. He seems to like looking at me.
“Go on.” He’s still grinning, and I continue.
“Your eyes. I love the way they’re so blue until you want to fuck me. Then they turn almost black,” I whisper.
He pulls my head closer to his erection. It’s juicy, inviting.
“I like this mouth on you. What else do you love?” He holds my hair tight as if that’s what’s keeping him still, calm. I sense his energy and my core clenches.
The sight of his dick leaking at the tip reminds me of a delicious, extra-large, rocket-shaped popsicle begging me to suck it, and I moan with anticipation.
“It’s a secret,” I answer at last. My lips are right there. But he forces me to look up at him.
“What’s your secret, Cookie?” he says in that gravelly voice that I want to record so I can listen to it always.
Time stops.
I think the entire world stops and we’re alone in our own silvery bubble, my eyes locked with his.
“Secret. Now.”
I lick my tingling lips and say, “I love your Big. Fucking. Cock.”
AXEL
“I love your Big. Fucking. Cock.”
She says this and I almost shoot my load in her face. I have to close my eyes and breathe through my nose. I’m only a human for fuck’s sake. I had no idea smoking Rip’s latest strain would do this to us.