Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Chapter Five
Roman had a feeling Chloe would be horny, and he wasn’t wrong. That was why he’d kissed her and left her alone. He’d given her space, time to think about him, to yearn for him, to be hungry for him.
She had surprised him, though. He figured she would leave the chasing to him, but he loved this woman coming into his office, taking what she wanted. He had to wonder just how far he could push her. Chloe had been a virgin. He’d been the first, and he would be the only one, but he knew deep down there was a passion inside her, a lust he’d been wanting to explore. It was one of the many reasons he married her.
She intrigued him. And so far, she’d not let him down.
Pushing away the chair, he stood, opening the buttons of his shirt, one by one, then his pants. He rid himself of his clothes. His cock was already rock-hard. It had been difficult to stay away from her, especially as he knew exactly what he wanted. Chloe was a very desirable woman.
He couldn’t look away as her hand relaxed against her thigh. Picking up her wrist, she held her fingers out, and he took them into his mouth, each one in turn, licking the cream from them.
“I want those lips wrapped around my cock,” he said.
Roman sat back down and Chloe climbed off his desk. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever had on his desk.
She lowered to her knees. Chloe had sucked his cock before, and he’d guided her. This would be the first time since they were married.
She wrapped her fingers around his length, and he expected to feel her shaking. Her grip was firm, but not painful. He watched as she flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue. There was already a lot of pre-cum spilling from the tip. Her lips covered the head, and then slowly, inch by inch, she sucked down on his length. Roman grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his fist, holding the locks out of the way of his view. He didn’t want anything to hinder the view of her lips on his dick.
She sucked down on him, teeth retracted, and he couldn’t help but close his eyes as she went deep, allowing him to hit the back of her throat. The first time he did this, he nearly choked her. Chloe had tears in her eyes, but she’d not wanted him to stop. He allowed her to set the pace. She started slowly, pulling away from the base, sucking on the tip. When she used just a little of her teeth, he was so sensitive he winced, but it wasn’t painful. It was almost too good. He struggled between the pleasure and pain threshold.
This time, as he hit the back of her throat, she just stayed there. Her tongue brushed across the bottom and he groaned. Roman expected her to pull back, but she didn’t. She sucked a little harder, taking him deeper. He felt her work past her gag reflex and he growled.
“Fuck!”
She pulled away from him, but she dripped saliva all over his length. Chloe did this again, and he fucking loved it. Feeling her take more of him. His first assumptions had been correct. There was a lust, a passion, burning bright within his wife, and all he had to do was allow it to spark. He didn’t want a dull wife.
He had been fascinated by Chloe. He knew if she could find it in her heart to forgive and move on, they could be fire together.
Roman didn’t want to blow down her throat, so he used the grip he had on her hair to pull her off his length. He lifted her up, putting her back over his desk, and placing her feet on the edge. Chloe placed her hand between her thighs and began to stroke her clit.
Roman watched as she took her pleasure. He slapped her hand out of the way and she gave a little yelp.
Spreading the lips of her sex, he pressed his tongue to her aching bud, flicking back and forth across. She screamed his name, arching up. The moment she started to get accustomed to his touch, he moved down, going to her entrance, and plunging his tongue inside her cunt. In and out he pressed, driving her higher and wilder.
Her hands went to her head as if she couldn’t handle what he was doing, and he drew his tongue back up, lapping at her clit. He placed his teeth around her clit and used just a little bit of pressure, not too much, but enough to dance between that fine line. She screamed his name, and then he wanted her to come.
His cock was aching and rock-hard. He wanted to be inside her so badly.