Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 169305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 847(@200wpm)___ 677(@250wpm)___ 564(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 847(@200wpm)___ 677(@250wpm)___ 564(@300wpm)
My heart stumbled to a screech, missing a beat. Every muscle spasmed at the mere sight of him.
He pressed against me, his entire body covering mine. “What are you doing here?”
Losing my mind.
But on instinct, I tilted my head back, feeling the hot bulge of his cock against my thigh.
“Enjoying a meal and a handsome man.” I desperately needed to remind him—and myself—that I was a free agent. “I told you we’re not exclusive. There’s nothing you can do about it.”
His cock jolted between us, digging harder into my thigh. “I can think of one thing I can do about it.”
Liquid desire flooded the bottom of my stomach. My nipples sharpened into little pink diamonds.
“What would that be?”
“You.”
He fisted my hair, bringing my face to his and crashing his lips over mine. The kiss seared through my lips, evaporating my anger, confusion, and doubt.
He bracketed my cheeks with his palms, drawing me closer, like he wanted to devour me whole, swallow my entire body, and leave nothing of me to anyone else.
“Mine,” he growled into our kiss, biting my bottom lip, his hands roaming, fingers curling around my body.
Now he was the octopus, trying to take over every cell of my being.
“Mine, mine, mine,” he repeated, deepening our kiss, hand snaking between my thighs.
Zach’s fingers traveled along my slit through my panties. A moan escaped me. I decided I’d hate him properly after we screwed each other’s brains out.
His lips journeyed south, along my body, hiking the minidress up my thighs in rough jerks.
His mouth was everywhere—covering my nipples through my dress, biting the sensitive flesh of my waist, licking and sucking every inch of bare skin peeking through my outfit.
He lowered himself to his knees and tugged my underwear aside, penetrating me with his tongue.
I arched my back, opening my legs for him, one hand propped on the sink and the other clasping his hair. “Zach.”
He fucked me cruelly with his tongue, clutching my ass cheeks with punishing force. His pinky teased my tight hole through my underwear as he ate me out like a starved man.
I lolled my head, the pleasure building inside me too intense, too much.
His fingers sank deeper into my ass. “This dripping pussy is mine.”
I clenched his tongue in a death grip, already close to the edge.
“This ass is mine,” he continued, biting the junction between my ass and inner thigh, swirling my clit with the tip of his nose. “Every single breath you take belongs to me.”
I rocked back and forth against his greedy mouth.
He rolled down his zipper, shoving his pants off as an orgasm ripped through my body. “You can flaunt your dates all you want, but you will never escape me.”
He rose to his feet, hoisted me over the marbled sink, and pushed my knees apart. With a snap, he tore my panties, thrusting into me like a man possessed.
I felt him stretching me to the max, the scent of latex mixing with sex.
Someone tried to wiggle the doorknob from the outside. My heart jolted as Zach slammed into me, withdrawing, then pressing home again.
In the past two weeks, we’d gone through two super packs of condoms. I should’ve been more accustomed to his size by now. But I wasn’t.
I panted, pretending to care about anything other than being fucked by him as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “They’re going to catch us.”
My fingernails dragged through his biceps, refusing to heed my own warning. I propped my chin down, watching as his cock disappeared inside me and reappeared again, gleaming with my juices.
Through the thin layer of rubber, I could still make out the thick, veiny ridge.
The door handle stopped rattling, the sound replaced by loud knocks. “Oh, come on. I have to pee.”
Laughter leaked from my throat.
“Shh.” Zach pressed his palm against my lips, shutting me up as he picked up the pace, fucking me deeper and faster. “Be a good girl and take my cock quietly. Yes. Just like that. You’re doing such a good job.”
With his free hand, he peeled off one of my shoulder straps, releasing my breast. It was full and engorged, begging to be touched.
He lowered his head to take my nipple in his mouth. Every nerve ending in my body blossomed into goosebumps.
I cried into his fist, clutching on to him harder. My second climax rushed like a current along my body. Each time he entered me, the tip of his cock hit my G-spot.
Stars filled the back of my eyelids.
The knocking on the door intensified.
“Please tell me you’re close.” His mouth moved over my nipple, his thrusts becoming jerkier and less controlled. “I can’t fucking take it anymore. Your pussy is milking my cum one drop at a time.”
The door rattled with force now. “Hey.”
Someone drank their twelve glasses of water today.