Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Once he’d toed off his shoes, removed his socks, and untangled himself from his clothes, she gave him a little push backwards, just enough to force him to sit down on the couch, completely, gloriously naked. His erect cock jutted up toward his stomach, making her mouth water for a taste as he encircled the thick shaft in his hand, giving it a slow, leisurely stroke while she watched.
She stepped closer, and with a lascivious grin curving his lips, he reached out with his free hand and skimmed the tips of his fingers up the inside of her thigh, his touch immediately causing her to shiver in anticipation.
But as much as she ached to feel those fingers sliding deep into her pussy, she playfully smacked his hand away. “I didn’t say you could touch,” she chastised him.
He arched a dark brow at her sassy tone. “Just checking to see if you’re naked under there.”
She slowly edged up the hem of the chemise to give him a teasing glimpse, framing her bare pussy in the expensive, hand embroidered lace for him to see. He licked his lips and groaned deep in his throat.
“Naked and ready,” she confirmed huskily.
“C’mere,” he ordered, his voice a low, dominant growl that made her sex clench with the instinctive need to obey.
Not this time, though. Instead, she shook her head, causing her unbound hair to cascade along her shoulders. “Not yet.”
She settled on her knees in front of his spread legs, pushing his hand away from his cock so she could take over. She wrapped her fingers tight around his length, and he watched with hooded eyes as she leaned forward and took him into the wet heat of her mouth.
She licked and sucked his cock, slow and leisurely at first, reacquainting herself with the size and shape of him. Her tongue swirled over the tip, her teeth lightly scraped along the hard column of flesh, and she purred in delight when he slid his hands into her hair and gripped the strands, holding her head where he wanted as he fucked her mouth a little harder, a lot deeper. The head of his shaft filled her throat again, and again, until she was lost in the taste and feel of him.
His entire body shuddered as he gave her hair a tug of warning. “Fuck,” he groaned, the low, needy sound sending a thrill through her. “You need to stop before it’s too late.”
She swallowed the salty, sticky fluid seeping from the tip of his cock, the flavor on her tongue completely intoxicating her. As much as Skye wanted to finish him off like this, having him release down her throat defeated the goal of why they were together for the weekend. She wanted every drop of his come deep inside her body.
Releasing his erection, she stood up, quickly removing the nightie so she was just as naked as he was. She meant to tease him a bit more, but his green eyes darkened in appreciation and his hands reached out, finally taking complete control as he tugged her forward and helped her to straddle his lap. Without any other foreplay—she was already dripping wet from sucking his cock—he notched the head of his dick at her core, then grabbed her hips and slammed her down onto his rigid, pulsing cock, until he was buried to the hilt inside her.
She gasped and cried out, the initial shock of pain ebbing into the sweetest, hottest pleasure as she rode him, wild and uninhibited. He dipped his head, his mouth latching onto her breast, his teeth scrapping across her sensitive nipple before he sucked hard and deep and she could no longer think, only feel as both of them rocked and gyrated desperately against one another.
Skye gripped his shoulders, her head falling back and her spine arching as scorching hot passion engulfed her. Desire coiled tighter, low in her belly. His hands dropped down to her ass, squeezing and dragging her closer so there was no space left between their bodies. The friction against her clit sparked, sending hot, vivid sensations sweeping through her.
With one hand tangled in her hair, Tripp brought her mouth to his and kissed her—deeply, hungrily. His tongue plunged against hers and her breasts scraped against the light texture of hair on his chest, adding to the overload of need threatening to overwhelm her in the very best way possible. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whimpered against his lips, her lower body straining and rubbing erotically against his.
She wanted more. She needed more. And Tripp gave it to her.
The orgasm that finally crashed through her was enormous, stealing her breath while her inner walls clenched around Tripp’s cock, milking and stroking his shaft until he issued a guttural groan that vibrated against her lips. His body jerked beneath hers, and she could feel the throb of his cock and the hot spurt of his release as he came long, hard, and deep.