Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
My ass clenched tight when I bared his length. I couldn’t believe I had something so big inside me. I couldn’t believe how much I liked it and how much I wanted to do it again. I made room for myself between his legs and gripped his shaft, not wasting time with teasing kisses and diving down as far as my gag reflex would allow.
On my second pass, a groan rumbled in his chest and a hand buried in my hair. I worked him hard, sucking even harder.
“Fuck, Olivia,” he moaned.
His hips thrust up, chasing my mouth, and I cupped his balls, rolling the smooth skin in my palm. Another groan and then the hand in my hair clenched tight, halting my movement. Tears burned the backs of my eyes from the stinging in my scalp.
“Slow down,” Kent ordered.
He kept my mouth on him and moved me slowly up and down his shaft. When he would hold me up until only the head rested in my mouth, I would roll my tongue along the back, slip through the tiny slit, moaning at the salty fluid I’d collect there.
“Look at you.” His voice was like gravel, and I was desperate to see his face.
I looked up, and my pussy tightened at the fire burning in his eyes. His jaw was clenched, and he looked on the edge of his control. He pushed me down again, harder this time, and I broke the stare, needing to focus on the task at hand.
“Look at you sucking my cock. Those pretty little lips wrapped tight, desperate to taste me.”
He pushed down too far, and I gagged, pulling a grunt from him.
“Breathe through your nose, sweet Olivia. I want to feel your throat squeezing my dick.”
I did as ordered, and tears leaked from my eyes. He held me there, and I forced myself not to jerk back. I gasped for breath when he pulled me off, but I was quickly shoved back down. His thumb wiped away the wet tracks on my cheeks.
“So, fucking sexy,” he breathed. “Finger yourself, Olivia. Finger that little pussy and moan around my cock when you come.”
I did as told, and he repeated the process of holding me down and lifting me up to get my breath and lick at his length. Each time my lips touched his groin, and I was sure he wouldn’t let me up, and I’d pass out, my pussy would get more and more wet. The tension pulled tighter and tighter until I brushed past my clit one last time and did my best to scream my pleasure around him.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he gasped.
He pulled me up and held me in place, putting both hands on either side of my head and fucking up into my mouth. The orgasm ripped through me, an endless wave of pleasure. I couldn’t focus on sucking him anymore, but it didn’t matter, my mouth was open, and he used the hole I so willingly offered.
He held me down one last time and let loose a roar that rippled through me as he came down my throat. I think, in that moment, I could have lived with his cock in my mouth if it meant this pleasure was mine forever. Not just the aftershocks of my orgasm, but the pride at being able to make such an experienced man lose control and make those animalistic noises. I’d be completely willing to serve at his pleasure for as long as he’d take me.
“Such a good girl, Olivia. You suck my cock so well.”
His praise was breathless, and his hand smoothed over my hair like he was petting a cat. I lapped at his smooth length, cleaning any last remnants of his cum and relished in his praise.
“You make me come so hard, baby.”
Kissing up his body, my tongue played in the grooves that tempted me before. When he’d had enough, his hand wrapped around my neck and tugged me to him so he could feast at my mouth.
“I love the taste of myself on you.” I smiled like a Cheshire Cat. “Now, let me take care of you.”
Taking care of me apparently meant a bath, which was glorious on my aching muscles. He left me in the tub to soak as he took a quick shower and dressed. I felt every one of the seventeen-years between us when he stood over my naked body in the tub. Him in his slacks, rolling up his sleeves over tanned, muscular arms. The wrinkles around his eyes and the salt in his dark hair. I felt like a little girl at the mercy of this man, and I loved it.
He took his time to wash my hair and body. Taking care to use his fingers against my cunt, delivering a swift, explosive orgasm before letting me out and wrapping me in a robe.