Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
She looked down at his huge cock and felt her pussy muscles clench.
“Come here,” she whispered. He was on the bed in a flash, his body pressed to hers.
Gillian tightened her fingers in David’s hair. He gave one last deep groan before removing her clothing and covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard.
The blood rushed to the surface and swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled moments, all he did was suck on her breasts. He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.
It felt so incredibly good, and she wanted it to last forever but also wanted him to speed up what they were doing.
Gillian was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she didn’t care, not with how David made her feel. He slid his palm down her belly, pushed her legs even further apart, and covered her pussy with his big hand.
At the first touch of his fingers on her slick cleft, Gillian cried out.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“So good.”
“Yeah, it really fucking does feel good, sweet girl.” He continued to stroke her slowly. He slipped a thick finger into her pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “And it’s all for me. You’re wet and primed and ready for my cock … only mine.” He murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.
She nodded. “Only for you.” His name fell from her lips like a plea, like she was begging for more. And she supposed she was. All she wanted was David to have his cock inside of her, making her feel good, and having him tell her how much he loved her.
She wanted him desperately. Gillian let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.
David let out a hoarse growl. “You smell so fucking good.” They changed position and she wrapped her legs around his waist, rubbing her pussy on him. He hissed out a curse and ran his tongue up the column of her throat. “I could lick you all damn day.” He pulled away from her neck and took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds.
Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she pressed his mouth to hers and kissed him like her life depended on it. Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated, she pushed hers back into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in all honesty, she wasn’t sure if she liked it because David was dominating in the best of ways.
“I don’t think I can last if we don’t move this along.”
He chuckled after she spoke and moved his lips down to her collarbone, dragging them across the arches. He placed his hands on her knees and opened her thighs even wider than before. Closer and closer, he smoothed his hands down her inner thighs until he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.
Pushing herself up, she looked down her body and watched David. Her limbs felt loose, her body relaxed, yet poised at the precipice of reaching that pinnacle. David lifted his gaze to her, and she held her breath at the intensity in it.
A high claimed her, and she sucked in a big breath. He lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his gaze off of her.
And at the first lick of his tongue on the most intimate part of her, Gillian held her breath and waited for David to give her the pleasure that only he could bring out in her.
Hell yeah.
Her pussy was tight and so damn hot. But it wasn’t this sensation that had him feeling euphoria. It was the fact Gillian was here with him, that she was his.
He moved his mouth so it was an inch from her sweet smelling pussy. His cock jerked at the sight. With his mouth so close to the most intimate part of her, David couldn’t have torn his focus from the sight if his life was on the line.
“Fucking hell, Gillian,” he murmured out the words. He lifted his gaze to her face for a moment, and then stuck his tongue out and ran it up the center of her cunt.
She gasped, her mouth open, her eyes glossy.
At the first taste of her, his control broke. He licked her cunt, sucked her pussy lips, and then he ran his tongue up her cleft and sucked on her clit. She was pink and hot and glistening from her arousal for him.
How in the hell did a motherfucker like him get so damn lucky?