Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
I shake my head. My legs tremble.
“Well, now, you do,” he says. He’s standing right in front of me, not touching me. “What do you want, Pup?”
I don’t hesitate, my words come out breathless. “You. I want you.”
He groans and wraps his large hand around my throat, firm and strong. A possessive warning of what’s to come.
My body shudders, and my pulse quickens.
King walks me backward until I collide with the wall. “Is this what you want, Pup?” His other hand rises on my outer thigh, lighting a fire on my skin. He pushes up my dress, exposing my damp panties.
“Yes,” I breathe.
King lifts me from the wall and turns me around, pulling me down on the floor, and I fall gracelessly onto the carpet.
Desire is the yearning to erase all distance. That’s exactly what I want. To erase the distance between myself and King. Both the distance in my head and the three feet or so between us right now.
He hovers over me and pops the button on my shorts, slowly unzipping them. I lift my hips eagerly.
King shakes his head. “Patience, Pup. I’m taking my time with you tonight.” He pulls my shorts down my legs, and he wasn’t kidding. He is taking his time. His fingers drag against the bare skin of my thighs, and I’m awash in sensation and need that’s sending blood racing through my ears like heavy rain on pavement.
He tosses my shorts to the floor and grabs my knees, spreading my legs wide to accommodate his large body between them. He licks me over my panties, and I convulse at the contact.
He chuckles low in his throat, and I arch my back. Why isn’t he in more of a rush? I don’t know how much of this I can take, I think as he makes another swipe at my clit with his talented tongue.
He removes my panties, and now, I’m left only in his shirt, naked from the waist down.
If the sensation of his tongue against my panties made me jump, the feeling of it against my clit with no barrier between makes me practically leap off the bed with every muscle and nerve in my body reacting to the shock of pleasure I’m now feeling everywhere.
“I’ve missed this beautiful pussy,” he growls, lightly scraping his teeth over my inner thigh. For a moment, he lingers there, just staring. I try to close my thighs, thinking something is wrong or that it doesn’t look the way it used to, but his head is in the way, and all I manage to do is clamp my legs around his ears.
He pushes my knees wide once more and holds me there. “Pup,” he warns. King flattens his tongue and licks me from ass to clit, sucking on it lightly before releasing it. “I’ve waited a long, fucking time to see this beautiful body of yours again, and I plan on spending my sweet time appreciating every fucking part of you and getting reacquainted. You’re the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, and so is every part of you.” He rises to his knees and takes my hand, guiding it to where his erection is straining behind his jeans. “I’ve never been so damn hard in my life. It’s all for you. Always for you.”
I gasp. I know it’s been a while, but somehow, he seems even larger than he had before.
He lowers himself back down over my body. “No more hiding from me,” he says. “Not now. Not ever. Are we clear?”
I nod because I can’t find the words. Not just because he’s hooked a finger inside of me while circling my clit with his tongue but because I don’t know what to say that can make him understand how much his words mean to me. I know he loves me. I know I’m beautiful. I know what amazing things my body has created and been through. I’ve known all along. I just haven’t been able to connect my brain and my heart and get them on the same page, but that’s exactly what King is doing. Connecting the two once more.
And for the first time in a while, I believe him. I feel beautiful. I feel wanted. And I WANT.
Oh, fuck, do I want.
King growls into my pussy as I feel a flush of wetness release with my increased desire. “That’s it, Pup. You’re so fucking wet for me. So fucking ready.”
“So take me,” I pant. “Now.”
He shakes his head. The stubble on his face adding a new feeling of sensation, adding to the growing ache in my body. “Not yet. Not until you come.”
He inserts another finger, and my eyes roll back in my head as he pulls out and pushes back in with a rhythm that has me riding both his fingers and his face as he relentlessly sucks, licks, nips at my clit and the outer folds. He removes his fingers and lightly pinches the outer folds of my pussy together, putting pressure on my clit. He massages them together with my poor sensitive clit within then covers it with his mouth, and my head falls back on the pillow. My back arches, and he pushes his tongue right into the spot I need it one last time.