Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
A smile quirks his lips. “Greedy, aren’t you?”
That’s the thing…I never have been before.
His fingers rise until they can trace my mouth, painting them with my own arousal. It’s only after my lips have been coated that he presses his fingers against them. His hot gaze stays pinned to our reflection.
“Open wide. Show me exactly how you’re going to choke on my big cock.”
That command shouldn’t turn me on, but it does.
So much that it almost defies logic.
It never occurs to me not to follow the directive. I open and wait for what will happen next.
Even though he smirks as if pleased by my acquiescence, arousal burns so brightly in his eyes that they practically glow with blue fire.
“Such a good girl.”
My gaze stays pinned to the erotic image in the glass as he lazily circles my lips. The other hand palms my breast as his fingers pluck and torment my nipple.
“Stick out your tongue.”
Again, I do as he commands.
My heartbeat thuds painfully beneath my ribcage as a handful of seconds tick by.
Just as I grow impatient, he presses the digits against me.
He turns his face until it’s buried in my hair. “Do you taste that?”
With a moan, I shift against him.
“Do you taste how excited your pussy gets when I play with it?”
Another whimper works its way free from me.
His warm breath feathers across my flesh. “Close your mouth around my fingers and draw them deep inside.”
It’s not even a question of whether I’ll follow the instructions. There’s something strangely freeing about relinquishing all control. It’s the first time in years—maybe even a decade—that I’ve allowed myself to do it. I can almost feel the shackles of my past loosening before dropping to the floor.
All the pressure that normally weighs me down, choking the life out of me.
I’ve never felt so light.
Like I’m floating.
It’s almost as addictive as the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave me and the one that’s already brewing deep within my core like an impending storm, waiting to explode at his slightest command.
“Mmmm, that’s so good. Can you take me a little deeper, sweet girl?”
His fingers slide to the back of my throat. There’s a strange concoction of both pleasure and pain.
“Now swallow.”
The muscles of my throat constrict around the foreign intrusion.
“You’re going to take my cock so nicely, aren’t you?”
In response, I repeat the movement, only wanting to please him.
His lips drift along the side of my face as he tweaks one puckered bud. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He presses just a bit deeper until tears sting my eyes.
“So fucking good,” he murmurs before dragging them out. The arm snaked around me falls away. “Turn around.”
My body vibrates like a live wire as I spin on my high heels. I expect a smirk to lift the corners of his lips. After all, he’s gotten me to do what he wanted with a ridiculous amount of ease. Instead, his expression smolders. There’s so much pent-up arousal etched across his features.
Almost as if he’s in pain.
That’s when I remember that I might have found my release, but he hasn’t.
My gaze drops to the fly of his dress slacks and the way they’re tented in the front.
“Pop the button and unzip me.”
My fingers tremble as I follow the instructions until the black cotton peaks out from the fly.
“Take out my cock so you can play with it,” he says, voice strung tight with need.
That’s all the impetus I need to delve inside his boxers and wrap my fingers around his hot length before slipping it free from its confines.
Just as I suspected, his dick is thick and long.
More arousal floods my core.
“On your knees, sweet girl.”
I flick a glance upward before lowering myself to the carpet until I’m eye level with his erection. One of his hands tangles in my hair as the other strokes my lower lip with his thumb. They’re soft, sweeping caresses that leave me aching for more.
“The only way you’d look more beautiful is if your mouth was stuffed full of cock.”
Another punch of desire nearly steals my breath away.
“Open wide and take me inside your mouth. I want you to deep throat me just like you did with my fingers.”
My tongue darts out to moisten my lips as I draw his crown inside me. His fingers tighten around my scalp as if to hold me in place as a groan rumbles up from his chest and I suck his hard length deeper.
“That feels so damn good,” he groans.
Moisture pricks my eyes as he hits the back of my throat. With a gentle touch, he thumbs away the wetness.
Concern cuts through the look of utter bliss etched across his handsome face. “Am I hurting you?”
I give my head a little shake.
“Good. There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain. I’d never want to cross it. Only give you enough to make your body come alive and sing for me.”