Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
She smiled as if that thought pleased her so much she couldn’t stand it, then went back to work on my cock.
She wasn’t very good at it.
In fact, she had an incredible gag reflex, meaning she got about an inch of my cock in her throat before she started to look panicked and gagged.
I took pity on her and pulled away with a grin.
“We’ll work on that,” I teased.
Her watery eyes watered some more, and I knew I’d somehow offended her with my words.
Panicked now, I cupped her face with both hands and said, “I’m not upset that you don’t know how to suck cock, honey.”
She blinked.
“It’s really good for me, though, because that means that when you do get good at sucking it, it’ll be because I made you that way. That I made you suck it exactly how I want it,” I growled before pressing my mouth to hers.
She threw her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips, and I knew that this was about to happen.
Right now.
Just as I was about to push my cock into her, sink into her heated depths, a blast of wind shook the trailer. So hard and fast that even the stabilizers on the bus couldn’t keep it under control.
The howling behind that blast was eerie as if someone was outside literally screaming into the wind with each rock of the trailer and blast of wind.
Eyes suddenly opened wide, I used that moment of distraction to push my cock inside of Folsom.
Her mouth opened to match her eyes as I slid in and in and in until, finally, I was at my root.
She felt like euphoria.
Like I’d never, ever had before.
Which was when it struck me.
Condom.
“Condom,” I parroted my thoughts. “Shit.”
I went to pull out, really I did.
But I hadn’t been paying as much attention to Folsom as I should’ve been, because had I, I would’ve noticed what my cock entering her was doing to her.
Before I could pull out, before I could do the responsible thing and remove myself from her heated body, she started to ripple around me. That’s when I felt her come.
And my God, what a feeling that was.
Her pussy rippled then clamped down so hard that even I saw stars. Her channel started to slicken around my cock, and all of this was without any movement at all. Because I was a surprised dumbass that couldn’t think of what to do the moment that she started to come.
And, because I’d done nothing but pump my own cock for years, that was all it took for me, too.
With one look at her wild eyes, and the feel of her around me, I, too, came.
I growled and buried my nose into her neck, my eyes squeezed so tightly shut that my brain hurt.
CHAPTER 16
Milfin’ ain’t easy.
-Coffee Cup
FOLSOM
“Umm,” I hesitated.
He pulled back so that our foreheads were resting against each other.
“I’m…” I couldn’t say it.
I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t on birth control because I didn’t want him to freak out.
But the damn meds were rendered ineffective with the medication I was already on. So what would be the point of putting one more unnecessary evil in my body if I didn’t have to?
“You’re not on any kind of birth control,” he guessed for me, his words coming out in a slight pant against my lips.
His hand, the one that wasn’t planted on the bed beside my head, came up and ran along the length of my body. The beads on my uniform clicked with the movement.
But even through the thick material, I could feel the heat of his hand. I could almost imagine what it would feel like to have that same hand running over the length of my bare ribs.
Heavenly.
“I kind of already knew that,” he admitted. “I snooped through your medicine drawer last time I was here…I needed to know whether to be prepared or not…and I was. They’re just outside in my saddlebags.”
“Well, we already messed up,” I admitted. “We should just…”
I lifted my hips, indicating what “we should just.”
He growled, his hand clamping down a bit too hard on my hip as he sat up.
The new angle pushed him deeper, and I nearly cried out in surprise. And excitement.
One orgasm with him inside of me wasn’t enough.
Not nearly enough.
“Two wrongs don’t make a right,” he said as he pulled out, then pushed back inside, his eyes on the apex of my thighs where we were joined.
I wondered what he was seeing.
Was it the whiteness of his release surrounding his cock as he pushed it back inside? Was it his cum being forced from my vagina every time he pushed his cock inside? Was it the way I all but felt like I was bursting, stretched so tightly around his cock?
Whatever it was, it held him mesmerized.