Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Her eyes flicked open, and she moaned. I had to grip the baseboard of the bed to keep from exploding right then.
She bobbed back and forth, taking me deeper into her mouth and gagging as I hit the back of her throat. She couldn’t reach the base, so she pulled me out to lick my cock from top to bottom again and stroke me faster. Her eyes wandered up to mine with a look that begged for confirmation of my enjoyment. I grinned. She grinned too.
Then took me again into her mouth.
One hand slid between her thighs, and I watched as she moved her panties aside. She began to touch herself as she sucked me, and soon, I knew I had to stop her.
13
MALLORY
I gasped as he pulled me up from under my arms. He lifted me like I was weightless, and I couldn’t help but let a giggle escape me as I found myself mid-air and falling backward onto the bed. I bounced and pushed my hands behind me as I sat up to watch him kick away the pants that had been pooled at his feet. His cock throbbed and glistened in the lamplight of the room, and I craved touching it again.
Something had come to life inside of me. A desire I had never felt, a need that felt at once new and ancient. Carnal and pure. Unique to this moment and yet the culmination of everything that had been our interactions since that day in the hallway of our high school. The next song to dance to in the bar, when our lips had met for the first time.
His grin was tempered by a look of sheer determination. He wanted me, all of me, and he could have it. He knew he could. I was literally waiting on his bed, the only stitch of clothing still on my body were black lacy panties that were soaked in anticipation. His body was still wet from my mouth. I was ready for him, and he looked like he wanted to take his time. To enjoy it.
He crawled onto the bed slowly, his head dipping so he could press his lips to my ankles. He trailed up, moving from one leg to the other, achingly patient, making me so eager for him to find me, to take me at my core. I reached down to pull him, and he grabbed my wrists, pulling them down to my sides and holding them in place as he looked up at me, his eyes burning into mine.
I didn’t know how to respond. It was the hottest thing I could imagine. I was at his mercy, his powerful, muscular body prepared to ravage mine at his discretion. But he wanted to take every moment, every taste of my flesh, one at a time. My body erupted in goosebumps, and I felt like I might pass out. I couldn’t get enough oxygen to my brain, and every kiss felt like fireworks exploding on my skin. I couldn’t take the tension. The wait.
Yet I had no other choice. His grip held my hands down flat on the mattress.
His breath was on my inner thighs, and I squirmed. A little grunt of laughter came from below, and he licked my skin, then blew hot air on it. I cried out, and he repeated the motion on the other leg, his tongue stopping just short of where the lace formed a barrier. I wanted to cry out to him, to beg him to touch me, but I couldn’t muster the words. My mind was dizzy, foggy with nothing but anticipation of the extreme pleasure that awaited me.
His tongue flicked out and ran along the edge of the lace, then slipped underneath. Then he grabbed it in his teeth and pulled them down. I cried out in ecstasy. His breath was on my core, so wet and waiting for him. He pulled my panties down, and I arched my back up to get them off me. He got them as far as my knees before letting my hands go and yanking them off the rest of the way. Then his hands spread my thighs apart, and he knelt again, eyes burning into my own.
Again, he flicked his tongue out, but this time it brushed up along one of my lower lips. I reached down to push my hands through his hair as he repeated it on the other side, the tip of his tongue dipping inside me.
An earthquake of pleasure rippled through me as his tongue pressed into my pearl, nudging it to life and flicking it gently with the tip. I tried to scream, but no sound was there. I couldn’t make it. My voice simply stopped working, and my brain froze as it couldn’t bother with anything else other than the intense wave of pleasure rolling through my body.