Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Don tried to decipher from her words and tone if she could be the guilty one, but it wasn’t obvious. For one, he’d kept the thing with Mel a secret, and had been very careful not to give himself away whenever they came in contact. There was no evidence of the other woman left lying around at any time for her to find in one of her unannounced visits.
Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that history was repeating itself. His mind returned to the here and now as the first lash came down hard across his ass, making his body jerk with the force. He fisted the sheets beneath him as he fought to keep his ass in the air for her punishment, knowing that if he attempted to escape, things would be worst.
Ten lashes across his ass later, he was sure the red welts there was the reason for the elevation in her breathing. His cock was straining hard for something, anything to fuck into. And when her soft, warm hand came up between his thighs and stroked, his eyes closed in sublime bliss.
Thoughts of Mel were forgotten for now as the hands that had always brought him the most pleasure stroked his hard cock almost to completion, stopping only when he was close, very close to spilling his seed. She moved around in front of him and laid back against the pillows, spreading her legs open wide for him to feed.
He hated her at that moment for denying him his pleasure, but the hate was mixed with the confusing feelings of fear and affection that has always been there between them. As he lowered his mouth to her cunt, he told himself for the one-thousandth time that this will be the last, he couldn’t keep doing this with her.
Mel was supposed to be his cure; they all were. But somehow, she was always able to find them, to destroy before they could save him from her clutches. He licked her pink jewel taking her juices into his mouth and went back for more.
Her hand came down to hold his head in place as she lifted her ass off the mattress and mashed her cunt against his lips. “Eat mommy’ pussy, you dirty boy.” The words sent fire racing through his veins as he licked at her harder, faster, sinking his tongue deeper into her.
The woman beneath him moaned and grabbed her hefty tits as pleasure shot through her. No matter how many times they did this, it was always the same. The same electrifying bolts of intense passion coursed through her now as they had that first time she taught him how to pleasure her.
Don, for his part, was lost in a sea of scents and sounds. No matter how far he ran or who he tried to replace her with, no one has ever come close to making him feel the way she does. He might as well give up, he told himself, just give in to the inevitable. So what’s he always feels guilty, dirty after they fuck? The ecstasy he felt now was more than worth it surely.
She tugged on his hair, her signal that she was ready to feel his cock inside her. Don may not have been much to look at in the looks department, but his cock was a masterpiece. Twelve inches of fuck meat that she’d trained to do as she pleased. He knew just how to fuck her to bring them both the most pleasure.
As he slid up her body and slid his cock home, deep into her belly, he felt her reach over to the nightstand, his ass cheeks clenched with excitement seconds before he relaxed them again. With her legs wrapped high around his waist, he felt the cold hard tip of the dildo as she pressed it against his ass and shoved it in none too gently.
Riley O’Rourke has no shame. Celia was sure of this fact in the way he acted as if it was normal to just move someone out of their home and into his without asking. Though she found herself smiling like an ass in the shower, by the time she switched the water off, she’d made up her mind to have a serious talk with him about boundaries.
She felt odd going into his closet to find her clothes and settled on an old pair of jeans and a long-sleeved tee to combat the coolness of the evening air. By the time she made her way out back to join him, he was plating their steaks and the grilled vegetable kabobs he’d made to go along with them.
There was a salad and shrimp cocktail already on the table along with the rest of the wine and two new glasses set at their places on the round outdoor table that sat on the stone patio. She as struck by the beauty of her surroundings once more, having never seen the view from back here this time of evening.