Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 120955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Locking my hands around her small waist, I lift her on top of me so that her body is stretched out on mine, her thighs straddling my hips and her breasts flattened against my chest. I drag her up a little, sliding her silk-covered pussy over my rock-hard cock. When she lifts onto her arms, the extended tips of her breasts brush over my chest through the silk of the camisole. I grab her face between my palms and kiss her hard, too hard maybe, but she kisses me right back, tangling her tongue with mine. The depth of her mouth is sweet, her moans an aphrodisiac.
When I grip the elastic of her pajama bottoms, she closes her legs so I can shove the shorts over her hips. I leave them just under her ass, too eager to reach my destination to undress her completely. Straining up, I don’t break the kiss as I slide a palm over her globes and between her legs. I curl a finger to part her folds. She’s not just slick. She’s dripping wet. For me.
I’m eager to sink inside her, but I want to see what I do to her first. Slowing the kiss, I press our lips together one last time before I roll her off me and sit up against the headboard. She gives me a confused looked as I move the covers aside.
“Come here,” I say, pointing at my lap.
She grabs the elastic of her shorts, making to remove them, but I shake my head and switch on the bedside lamp for a better view.
“Put your pussy in my lap, kiska.” My voice is dark with lust. “I want to see it.”
She looks uncertain.
“Ass up,” I say, making sure my instructions are clear.
She bites her lip, considering the order for a moment before asking, “You’re not going to spank me, are you?”
Amused, I raise a brow. “Not unless you want me to. Do you?”
“No,” she says quickly.
“Then lie down.”
She looks at my groin, where the head of my cock is pushing through the elastic of my pajama bottoms and pressing against my stomach. “Don’t you want to take those off?”
Her eagerness makes my lips quirk with satisfaction. “In a moment.”
Slowly, she executes the order, watching me warily as she drapes herself over my lap so that her pussy is cushioned on my legs and her ass is in the air. There’s something perverse about her being presented like this, with her shorts around her thighs and her ass naked. I like that she doesn’t wear panties under those silky pajama bottoms. I like that I can see everything from this angle.
Flattening a palm on her lower back, I stroke her soft skin. Her body breaks out in goosebumps when I caress her firm globes. Her bare pussy glistens with wetness, the plump lips swollen and pink. I trace the seam slowly, making her shiver. She bends her elbows and rests her cheek on her arm, watching me, but she can’t see how erotic the sight is when I part those pretty lips in the V of two fingers to reveal the little pearl hidden underneath. I draw the thumb of my free hand over the button. Even the light touch makes her jerk. She clenches her ass cheeks when I apply firmer pressure.
I tear my gaze away from the work of my hands to gauge her expression. Her eyes are closed and her lips slightly parted, her breaths coming rapidly. Focusing my attention between her legs again, I rub faster while applying more pressure. She lifts her ass a little, the involuntary movement giving me better access, enough to gather some of her slickness. Keeping her open between my fingers, I turn my other hand palm-up and sink two fingers inside her. She looks so hot with her ass in my lap and my fingers in her pussy that a hot jet of precum erupts from the tip of my cock.
I never thought I’d get off on pulling down a woman’s shorts and making her come in my lap with my fingers, but here I am, ready to ejaculate in my pants, because this isn’t any woman. This is my woman. I don’t break the pace of my fingers as I lift my other hand and suck my thumb into my mouth. I lubricate it well before pressing on her back entrance. The tight ring stretches easily, letting my thumb in to the knuckle. It only takes a few pumps before she gets to where I want to bring her. I nearly explode when she comes with a cry, squeezing her inner muscles around my fingers. If it’s not the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, I don’t know what is.
Aftershocks are still racking her body when I peel the shorts from her legs. I take just enough time to push my own pants over my hips before lifting her into a sitting position so that she straddles my thighs. Fastening my hands around her waist, I help her onto her knees. I hold her in place with one hand and grip the root of my cock with the other to position it at her entrance. She does the rest of the work, lowering herself over me. With every inch I sink into her, my balls draw tighter. I’m not going to last long, but that’s not the point. That’s why I took care of her pleasure first.