Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“I’m ready now.”
To show me her words have a double meaning, she spreads her legs and trails her hand over her belly. The sheer purple fabric is a dark contrast to her creamy skin. My eyes follow her every move as she slips her hand beneath the tiny scrap of lace that’s supposed to serve as panties.
“So ready,” she breathes.
That spurs me into action. I make quick work of shedding my lounge pants that I changed into when I got home and my boxer briefs. I grip my cock and squeeze tightly. I send up a silent prayer that I don’t embarrass myself. She’s my every fantasy.
“Tell me what you want, Charlie.”
“You, Spencer.”
“You have me.”
“You know what I mean.” She’s right. I do know what she means, but I need to hear her say it. I need the words to be spoken out loud from her pouty lips.
“I need the words, baby.”
“I want to feel you inside me.”
Not good enough, beautiful. I take a step toward the bed, my cock still fisted in my hand as I make lazy strokes. “My tongue? My fingers? My cock? We have so many options. I want to make sure I give you exactly what you want.”
“All of the above.” She huffs out a frustrated laugh.
“Tell me.”
Her heated blue eyes blazing with need settle on me. I know when she opens her mouth, it’s going to be all I can do not to come from her saying the words. “I want your tongue. I want your fingers. I want your cock. I want you to fuck me. I want all of it, Spencer. All of you. Please,” she adds sweetly as she licks her lips.
“Good girl,” I rasp as I take my final step toward the bed, reach into the nightstand, and grab the unopened box of condoms I put there earlier today. Another fail-safe to make sure we had to wait was having no protection in the house. We’ve had the talk about our histories, but until I know for certain she’s mine for a lifetime, I can’t go bare. She’ll ruin me.
“Didn’t peg you as a boy scout,” she teases.
“Always protecting you,” I reply, and those blazing baby blues turn soft. Climbing on the bed, I settle beside her, propping my head up with one elbow while the other starts to explore. “This purple, it looks good on you.”
“I hoped you would like it,” she replies, her voice soft.
“I do, but I’d prefer you in nothing.”
“Let me take care of that.” Before I can stop her, she’s rolling to the other side of the bed and standing. She quickly loses the purple nightie and the strip of lace that is supposed to be panties and crawls back on the bed on her hands and knees.
“Change of plans,” she says, pushing on my shoulder so that I’ll fall to my back. “I need you.”
“You have me,” I tell her.
“I don’t see your cock inside me,” she says, reaching out and gripping my cock. She makes a few long strokes before she speaks again. “I don’t feel your tongue or your fingers inside me either.”
“I was getting there.” I smile up at her.
“Well, I think I’m going to take another ask.”
“Anything.”
Instead of voicing what she wants, she straddles my hips. She’s still gripping my cock, lazily stroking me as if we have all night, and we do, but I don’t know—no, I do know that I’m not going to last that long.
“Tell me.”
“I’m ready for you.”
“You think so?” I move my hand between us, and yeah, she’s ready.
“Told you.” She smirks.
“You’re supposed to let me worship you, Charlie. Let me lavish this pussy,” I say softly, tracing her clit with my thumb.
“But I’m ready now.”
“You want my cock?”
“You know I do. You’ve been teasing me for months. You’ve been worshipping me for months. It’s time for the main event.”
She’s right. Reaching beside me, I grab the unopened box of condoms and tear it open. I pull out a foil packet and hand it to her. She grins, rips open the pack, and sheaths me in a matter of seconds.
I don’t take my eyes off her as she lifts up on her knees and guides me inside her. Slowly, painfully so, she lowers onto me. Her head is tilted back, and all that gorgeous auburn hair hangs loosely over her shoulders. Her eyes are closed, so I can’t see her blue eyes sparkle, but I can hear her soft whimpers. I can feel her all around me.
She moans. It’s a deep, throaty sound of pleasure that has my cock twitching at the same time her pussy pulses around me. She’s tight as fuck, and I’m barely hanging on, and neither one of us has made a move other than burying my cock deep inside her.
She rocks her hips, and we both groan at the sensation. “It’s not going to take much for me,” she confesses.