Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
It was like her skin was an instrument, a tight drum just waiting for me to play it. “What do you want?” I repeated, tilting her chin up so I could feast on her neck.
“I want…” she whispered desperately.
“Do you want this?” I trailed one hand from her hip to her core, tickling the shaven skin above her pussy. It was smooth, just like the skin I was tasting at her neck.
She groaned, arching her chest toward me.
“Do you want this?” I moved lower, parting her intimate folds.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Tell me,” I commanded, allowing my middle finger to trace her clit.
“I want it, please,” she moaned.
Hearing her plead inched me further as I returned to her neck, sucking a circle of flesh into my mouth and releasing it. At the same time, I pushed one finger deep inside her. I could feel her inner muscles constrict and fought the urge to release my cock. She let out a beautiful little sound, tilting her head back in ecstasy. I pulled my finger out, dipping two inside with the next thrust. I worked them forward and back, rubbing against the walls of her canal.
Her bra was in my way. I replaced my exploratory hand with my knee, putting pressure on her sex. As fast as I could, I reached behind her to unlock the clasp, pulling the fabric free. Now she was naked and squirming beneath me. I returned my hand to her hip, trailing fingers patiently across her stomach, down south to her flower. Dipping two fingers inside, I resumed my motion, eliciting excited squeaks from my beautiful tenant.
I narrowed in on her nipple, crouching down between her thighs to bring my mouth level with her chest. I circled one areola lavishly, painting it red and swollen with my tongue. She surrendered beneath me, her entire body shuddering. I brought my thumb to her clit, stroking the tip so gently I almost couldn’t feel it. But she felt it. She bucked, her muscles clenching around me. She tilted her head back and cried out, digging her manicured nails into my shoulders. I pushed my fingers deeper and deeper, playing the instrument of her body. I could feel the shudders of release wash through her and knew that I had brought her to the top of the mountain.
“Please,” she whispered.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I tore off my shirt, hiked out of my pants, and kicked my shoes off onto the floor. My skin tingled when I laid myself on top of her, electricity racing from head to toe. Every single cell opened toward her, rejoicing. I could feel longing in my obliques, in my rib cage, and in my knees. All the various parts of me that were sewn together ached in anticipation of release.
Her perfect, naked form rocked beneath me. Her mouth found mine briefly, sharing a breath. Then she arched her neck, looking away toward the wall. I reached between us and guided my cock toward her entrance. She threw her arms around my shoulders and stretched her legs wide. I found her wet where my fingers had left her, ready to be filled. I slid myself home, submerging inch by inch until my hips came to rest at hers.
Like two puzzle pieces that found each other, we became one whole being. Her cavern constricted around me, its lush and fertile depths bringing me to the edge of sanity. I began to move, slowly at first but with increasing urgency. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. She came up off the bed, meeting my every thrust with a grinding force.
Her fingers left my shoulders, and I heard a scraping on the wall. The force of our pounding rocked the bed, sending rhythmic shock waves through the wooden floor. Her voice broke, screaming over and over again as I submerged myself in her core. I felt like a racehorse on the final lap, like a machine drilling for oil. My world narrowed to her and her alone, her infinite softness driving me insane.
I growled with pleasure as I reached my climax and came inside her. All my muscles clenched, riding the wave of primitive possession. I ground deeper and deeper until I was sure I had emptied myself fully. But she screamed my name and constricted around me like a starfish, arms and legs clinging to my body. Her sweet cavern milked my rod, its aftershocks coaxing even more from me.
I collapsed on top of her, remaining inside until the last delicious shudder passed. Her neck was warm and wet from sweat and saliva. Her hair, having come loose at some point, was fanned out across the pillow. I reached beneath us gently to peel open the covers. We shifted together, laughing weakly. I pulled out of her with an aching retreat that left both of us satisfied. I wrapped the blankets around us and held her close, pulling her hips level with mine. We fell asleep in my bed, curled up together, blind to anything else in the world.