Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
She reaches her hands between us to where my dick is digging into her belly. She feels it through my pants, but I can’t handle her touch right now; I am too close to the edge. I could come right now, like a fucking teenager, and think nothing of it.
“Not now, baby. Let me take care of you,” I tell her, dragging her to the bed.
“Take care of me?” she asks, confused. There’s that innocence again. It does something to me. Fighting the caveman I didn’t know was inside of me, I gently push her backward until she is sitting on the bed. Kneeling in front of her, I gently spread her thighs open a little. “Oh, take care of me,” she says as it dawns on her. I smile at her. She puts her hands in my hair and jerks my head so that our lips touch. Wrenching myself away from her mouth, I have to taste her. I crave her pussy juice on my tongue and in my beard. Her tight skirt is in my way, so I push it up to her hips. Her purple lacy panties are no match for my strength. First, she moans and then gasps when I rip them from her body. Like a crazy person, I bring them to my nose and inhale deeply. They are damp and smell like Heaven. She’s going to be my drug; I just know it. She leans back on the bed, and I pull her to the edge of it. She little off a little squeak, and her eyes fill with what can only be described as uncontrollable lust. It drives me crazy with the need to have her.
I shove her torn panties into my pocket and spread her thighs wider. Her bare pussy is glistening with wetness. I lick my lips and kiss the inside of each of her thighs before licking her from clit to ass. I groan at the taste of her. She tastes like peaches and pineapples. My own tropical goddess all the way in Toronto. She moans, and her thighs close tightly around my head. If I die, I die, but what a way to go.
“Oh fuck, you are so good at this, Josh. I don’t even want to know why you are, but damn.” She loosens her legs a little.
“I’ve barely started, baby,” I say, coming up for air. I dip two fingers into her wet heat, just barely. She’s so tight; I can only get one finger into her. How the hell am I going to get my cock in there? It’ll be hard, but worth it. I continue to suck on her clit while I work my finger in and out of her shallowly. She cries out above me as her pussy grips my finger even tighter.
“Oh, wow,” she murmurs as she drops her legs all the way open. I pull my finger out of her but continue to lick her clit in lazy circles.
“You did so good, baby,” I murmur, not wanting to stop, but I do when she pushes me away.
“So sensitive. I am definitely going to want more of that, soon.”
“Your wish is my command,” I tell her before putting my finger into my mouth and sucking off her juices. Her eyes widen as I lean down and kiss her again. She moans when she tastes herself. She tries to unbutton my shirt but gets frustrated when she can’t and rips it open. Buttons fly, and I hear the little pings as they hit things in the room. “Slow down, baby,” I say, chuckling. “We’ve got all night.”
We definitely do. I’m never letting her go now.
Chapter Six
Tatum
The man sure has a way with his tongue and his fingers. Hell, I can't wait to see what he can do with the enormous bulge that is currently trying to escape the confinement of his slacks. He moves up my body and kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips, and the naughtiness of the act drives me crazy. Like a woman possessed, I lick his lips before letting him move away from me.
“More, Josh. I need more,” I tell him. Wordlessly, he stands and slowly removes his pants, since, like a freaking animal, I ripped his shirt open. However, he’s moving too damn slow, and I’m impatient for him. When he is finally completely naked, my eyes travel down his body and stop when they land on his dick. It’s even bigger than I thought it would be. “Oh, my.”
“You like what you see, Ms. Lafontaine?” he asks, mirroring what he said when I first got here. Was that really less than an hour ago? It’s still light out, so it can’t have been much longer than that.
“So what if I do?” I ask again, this time no longer shocked by my sass. I want this dick more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life. I even want it more than my next breath. He grips his dick and stares down at me while he strokes it. Unable to take it any longer, I move off of the bed and onto my knees. Without a sound, I take him into my mouth. His groan drowns out my moan. A little drop of his come hits my tongue, and my taste buds go wild. He tastes salty but sweet too. I know that I am going to want more of that. His hands go into my now messy hair. It was once in a neat twist, but the ponytail holder is long gone. Reaching my hand out, I gently cup his balls while I take him to the back of my throat. Who says you can’t learn something from porn? I think as I hollow out my cheeks and do it again. I do this over and over until he finally stops me. His dick has gotten even harder. It’s going to hurt so good.