Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 20958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“Okay.”
His hand comes away from my thigh after a soft squeeze, and I watch as he picks the condom up from where he dropped it earlier. He rips it open with his teeth, then I’m once again enraptured by the way he slides it down his hard cock, being mindful of his piercing the entire time.
“That’s my girl.”
“Kade.” I wiggle my body down in order to get closer to him, my hands gripping the back of his thighs. I'm tired of waiting and hope he’s ready to go. Surely, he is. My one orgasm to his none isn’t very fair in my mind.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last long. Next time,” Kade promises. The head of his cock is at my entrance, slowly entering me. “Let go, Drena.” I’m not sure what he’s referring to, my hands on his body or the fact my pussy is currently tightening around him, almost like I’m afraid to let him in, except I’m not. I’d rather die than lose this feeling. “Hands on your tits. I’ll do the rest.”
My hands let go of the back of his thighs, and I slowly trail the tips of my fingers along the outside of my thighs. His eyes are no longer on mine; they’re on what I’m doing to my body. He rolls his hips, pressing deeper until he’s further inside me. Then he waits. I’m impatient as hell, and when he nods at my hands, I move faster along the path of my body, cupping the undersides of my breasts.
“Please,” I beg. I’m ready to push for more, except I’m not sure how that would work with his barbell.
“Waiting on you, Drena. Play with your nipples, imagine it’s my hands and my mouth.” My thumb and pointer finger wrap around the pebbled tips. It would be so much better if it were Kade’s mouth, but since I can’t have that, I work myself like I would when I play with myself.
“More.” Kade must be as antsy as I am. Finally. My eyes are slowly closing when I feel his thumb on my clit, sweeping over it in smooth circles, pressing down and then easing up.
“You’re taking me. Watch as your cunt takes my dick, Drena,” he groans. My gaze moves to where his is locked. I was unprepared for how hot the view would be, the way my pussy is stretching to fit his length, wetness coating me and him. Kade moves his thumb from my clit to my tattoo where he holds me steady.
“Holy shit.” I lift my head, air depleting my lungs before I take another breath. Kade slides in until I feel his piercing drag along a sensitive part inside my body.
“Goddamn, my girl is tight as fuck.” A shiver races up my spine when I hear the possessiveness in his voice. His muscles flex and pull. It’s hot as hell, and my eyes move from where we’re connected to his body, committing to memory every single nuance of our time together. He moves, pulling back before sliding back into me with a slight swivel of his hips, then holds his body still while he does a slow grind. My body is lighting up like a firework that’s been set off. I’m a blazing inferno, a moth to the flame, and I only want more. I’m completely enraptured with Kade. There’s no way I'll stay still while he fucks me. I plant my feet on the mattress, lifting my body with each of his thrusts.
“Kade.” He works faster, our tempo in sync with one another, like two dancers in a steady rhythm. Him leading and me following. Jesus, never ever have I felt something this pleasurable, been able to let go as freely, and soar like a bird in the sky. My head falls back to the mattress, hands going to my hair, pulling on it as my orgasm takes over.
“Take me with you, babe. Fuck my cock with your sweet-as-hell pussy.” His movements, his words, and the way he’s looking at me are my undoing. I come apart, and through it all, Kade doesn’t stop. He keeps going, making my orgasm last longer, his piercing only heightening my experience. God, how I’d love to feel him without a condom. On one hard and deep push, he plants himself inside me, then his body locks up, allowing me to feel each spurt of cum he jets inside the rubber he’s wearing.
“Hmm,” I sigh when he drops to his elbows, bracing himself on either side of my head, a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
“Like that look on my girl. Give me a few minutes and we’ll have a repeat performance.” My legs lift and wrap around his waist, locking him in place with my ankles.
“I’m going to need more than a few minutes, big guy.” His hands slide beneath my body, wrapping me up, and my own move to his biceps to hold on.