Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“Rocket!”
The man had a magical tongue. I’d known it since the first time he ate me out. Never had I thought in this whole entire world that anything could feel as good as Rocket tonguing my pussy.
I didn’t even try to hold back my moans. The sensation was too much. His talented tongue was sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my entire body, and I was melting into a puddle of goo in the heat of shower and his steady ministrations. He expertly teased my clit, then dipped inside me, tasting every drop like he was dying of thirst and my pussy held the elixir of life.
He held me close, his arms around my middle, his big body wedged between my legs. His breath was hot against my inner thigh. His tongue never faltered, his rhythm never broke and the passion in his eyes as he looked up at me from between my legs was unmistakable.
“I’ve got you, Lemon. I’ll always have you. You’re not alone. Never again.” His words washed over me like a soothing balm as the pleasure continued to build, his voice blending with the shower’s steady hum. There was an insatiable hunger in his touches that swept me up with him. All that mattered was the next stroke of his tongue. The next caress of his hands.
As he continued to pleasure me, my body responded to his touch. My hips moved, matching the rhythm of his tongue. Each step of the way, there was a growing intensity that threatened to consume me. With every touch and every whisper, I knew I was safe. I was loved. And this man was rapidly becoming the most important person in my life.
I whimpered in protest when he pulled away from me and stood. Instead of leaving me, though, Rocket pulled me to my feet before lifting me and pressing me against the shower wall. Once again, his mouth fused to mine and he kissed me with wicked thrusts of his tongue. He tasted of me. Of sex and sin and everything wonderful all rolled into one.
When he reached between us to guide his cock inside me, I sobbed in relief. As always, Rocket stretched me, making my pussy burn as it accepted his delicious invasion. My body had never felt so alive, so electric. The heat of the shower, the cool tiles against my skin, everything faded into the background as Rocket’s masterful lovemaking became the center of my world.
It didn’t take long for him to find a steady rhythm. He didn’t move fast or hard, just a smooth cadence that seemed designed to drive me mad. His hips thrust between my legs, driving deeper and deeper into me. My body slipped up and down the cool porcelain of the shower wall. Sweat dripped from my hairline to my face, mingling with the steam and water cascading around us. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure rushing through me and I gripped him tightly, pulling him closer to me.
When I tried to ride him, to force him to move faster, Rocket smacked my ass…
And I lost my Goddamned mind.
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Rocket
I was only trying to get Lemon’s attention, to get her to focus on me and let me have control. The second I smacked her ass I knew it had been the exact wrong thing to do. Or maybe it was the best thing I could have done.
The woman went wild.
Her eyes widened in surprise, her breathing already ragged from our encounter, but as soon as my hand connected with her soft flesh, she erupted. Lemon’s moans turned into a feral wail that echoed through the bathroom, her pussy quivering around my cock.
She rode me like she might a wild stallion she was trying to bend to her will, which was something I absolutely could not allow. Not now. Now during the emotional break she was having. She had to know I could handle anything she chose to throw at me and come back for more.
I gritted my teeth, trying to regain control. My heart was racing, my hands gripping her hips tight. I had to slow down, take this moment to calm her passions. But the more I tried, the more she bucked, whimpering like a wounded animal. Each slap of skin against skin was harsh against her keening cries.
So I smacked her ass again. Harder this time. Her hips gyrated with a fierce intensity. Our bodies slammed together as the rhythm intensified. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from coming. I had to wrap my arm around her back and clamp her solidly against my body to keep her from falling.
We’d had wild sex before. Angry sex. Hard sex. Always it had ended with mutual satisfaction. She’d calmed my beast with her body more than once. The time in the barn when we’d dropped the bombshell on the club about what had happened to Gina came to mind. She’d known I needed the release before facing the men and she’d given it to me. The sex had been primal and hard. Rough. She’d taken all I had to give and enjoyed herself in the extreme. I guess it was my turn. I’d give her what she needed and push her a little further.