Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 94205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
This wasn’t something she had a lot of experience with. But she clearly wasn’t going to say no.
“Move your hands from the headboard and hold your legs where they are, pretty girl. No coming without my permission and this time, you’ll beg.”
She’d thought that she’d been begging last time.
She grabbed her legs behind her knees as he lay down on his stomach and parted her lips with his fingers.
Lord, have mercy.
His tongue was wicked.
And very, very clever.
He slid his tongue around her clit, then back and forth. She’d just get used to the rhythm and he’d switch it out until she started losing her mind.
She tightened her hold on her legs, her head thrashing back and forth.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“Please what, baby girl?” he murmured before he slid his tongue further down, pushing it inside her.
Her loud moans filled the room, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t worried about making a fool of herself. All she could think about was her desire to come. It overrode everything else.
“Please, please,” she repeated. She couldn’t form any other words.
Sliding his tongue out, he looked up her body at her. “Please what? Tell me, baby girl.”
“I want to come!”
“Do you? Hmm. Not sure you’re asking nicely enough.” He returned to torturing her.
So. Mean.
“Please! Please, let me come, Sir!”
“But I’m enjoying myself. I could spend all night doing this. Eating your pussy. Delicious.”
“I . . . I can’t.” She shook her head back and forth. She wouldn’t last.
Slowly, he lapped at her, moving his tongue from the bottom right up to her clit, which he flicked lightly.
She felt like she was losing her mind. And she might need to take up jogging or something to get fit because her heart was racing so hard she thought it might burst from her chest.
“Please, Sir. Please, please, please,” she mindlessly babbled.
He drew away from her and she let out a whimper. Where was he going? But he simply reached over and grabbed a condom from where he must have set some on the nightstand. She watched as he slid it expertly onto his firm, long dick.
He did it so effortlessly. If she’d tried, she’d have been fumbling and bright red.
Mind you, it was his dick, right? He should know how to easily do it. Wasn’t like she had nearly as much practice as he did.
He moved back onto his stomach which surprised her, his tongue flicking at her clit again with firm, sure strokes until she was teetering right on that edge.
Do not fall over. Do not fall over.
Think unsexy thoughts.
It wasn’t working. She was so close. She was going to come and probably get her ass spanked.
Not that she really minded that.
Oh. Ohh.
“All right, my baby. You can come.”
She couldn’t come on command. That was crazy talk. But as soon as he said that it was like her body ramped up. She tensed. He flicked at her clit with steady movements that grew faster and faster as he slid a finger into her pussy.
She wasn’t going to last . . . she was right there!
A scream escaped her as her entire body arched up. He kept lightly tapping her clit to keep her orgasm going before he rose up onto his knees. Moving over her, he had one hand on the mattress beside her as he guided his dick to her entrance with the other.
His dark gaze met hers. Heat and hunger mixed together, stealing her breath.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Not really,” she whispered. “I want it so badly I can barely breathe.”
He grinned at her before slowly sliding inside her. He was thick and she felt so full. But it also felt so good.
By the time he pushed fully inside her, they were both breathing heavily.
“Wrap your legs around me, baby girl, and hold on.”
Hell. Yes.
The man could move. He drove inside her, drawing out slowly then slamming back into her. Then he pulled out of her, making her cry out and reach for him. She wasn’t ready for him to stop. Each time he pushed inside of her, he hit this spot that no one but Mr. Wiggly had ever hit before.
And she was so close to the edge once more.
“Shh, baby girl. I want you to roll over onto your knees and then hold onto the headboard.”
He wanted to change position partway through? Well, okay, she could be down with that.
She rolled onto her knees and then held onto the rungs of the headboard. He slid back inside her, holding onto her hips as he drove himself into her again. This time he hit her at a different angle, making her cry out.
It felt so good.
He paused. “All good, baby?”
“More! Please, more! It’s sooo good.”
“That’s my girl. My beautiful, smart, sweet girl. You are taking my dick so well. So fucking proud of you.”