Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 149510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
“That’s because you’ve never been with me,” I tell her confidently.
If it’s the only good thing I do in this world, I will make Scottie Bardeaux come.
Her body is rigid, and I can tell by the way her hands are flexed into fists that she’s nervous. I slide my hands beneath her ass and pull her closer to my face. Slowly, I start to lick at her, my tongue and lips delicate against her skin. Only when I feel her body start to relax against my hands do I pick up the pace.
Her eyes fall closed, and she reaches out her hands to grip my hair, tugging on the strands as soft mewling sounds fall from her lips.
I eat and suck at her, enjoying the way she’s wet and swollen against my tongue. She tastes sweet like fucking candy and her curves are soft, and the more aroused she becomes, the more her scent surrounds me.
My cock only grows harder.
She moves her hands from my hair to her breasts, and I groan against her skin when I look up to find her lips parted and her fingers plucking at her perfect pink nipples.
“Finn,” she whispers. “I feel like I’m going to explode.”
Her back arches and her body trembles, and when her hands end up back in my hair as incoherent moans spill from her lips, I lick harder and faster to match the pace of her hips. In one blissful cry, she comes on my tongue.
It is, hands down, the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life.
And I’m only getting started.
Scottie
Every muscle in my body shakes as I come down from the highest peak of pleasure I’ve ever experienced. I’ve made myself come before, but what just happened with Finn is in another universe, another galaxy, another dimension.
His muscular body hovers over mine, and I reach out to grip his biceps with my hands. He poises himself at my entrance, a condom he got from his wallet covering his cock. I look down at where we are almost connected, and I’m shocked to see how big he really is.
He is long and thick and so hard that the tip is pink and swollen. I’ve never had even an inkling of an urge to study a dick before, but the sight of Finn’s, aroused and ready for me, makes me want to write a graduate-level dissertation.
I wish I could wrap my hand around him. And wrap my lips around him. And suck on him until his pleasure finds its way into my mouth.
It’s more than a fantasy; it’s a craving.
I almost ask him to stop, to let me take the condom off his cock and put him in my mouth. But when I look up and our eyes lock, my breath gets tangled up in my lungs.
His dark hair hangs over his face in that mysterious way I always love, and his tongue sneaks out to lick his full lips. And his eyes. Oh my goodness, his eyes. The brown depths are filled with something deep and intense and meaningful that I can’t even put a name to.
“It’s still not too late to stop,” he tells me then. It’s the permission I bet a million wronged girls wish for when they look back in time. The tip of his cock is just barely inside me, and if I said the word, I know without a shadow of a doubt it wouldn’t go a millimeter farther.
But this is all I want. All I can think about. I have to have him.
“I want you,” I whisper and grip his face with both of my hands to pull his mouth against mine. I kiss him hard, and as he kisses me back, I nudge my hips upward to move more of his cock inside me.
“You’re so tight,” he says against my mouth at the feel of my movement. “So fucking warm. So perfect.”
The deeper he gets, the more powerful the combination of pleasure and pain grows inside me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. It’s not just discomfort because he’s so big and I’m a virgin. And it’s not just pleasure because it makes me throb. It’s all of it combined with the intimate significance of what this moment is.
I’m giving a part of myself to Finn that I can never get back. And he’s chosen to savor every second of this poignant moment in time.
His cock sits at my barrier. My hips tense at the extreme feel of it, but Finn coaxes my mouth into another head-spinning kiss. He tastes and drinks at my lips until my body starts to relax again, and only then does he drive his hips forward to push himself all the way inside me.
A deep, visceral moan starts at my toes and shoots out of my lips like a rocket. Finn swallows the whole of it, working his mouth against mine. He slides his hands up my arms and over my breasts and doesn’t stop until they’re in my hair, caressing the strands in the most delicate way.