Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 110694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
My knees buckled slightly, and I sucked in a breath.
His hand went to my waist and held on to me. “Easy, Ringlets,” he said gently.
Blinking, I stood there, considering it. Yes, I was that stupid. But I knew what his tongue could do, and I wanted it. The regret that would come was the only thing keeping me from doing exactly as he’d said. His fingers began to slide into the waist of my pants, and I shook my head.
“No,” I breathed.
“Shh,” he whispered, bending his head and brushing his lips against my temple.
“Stop,” I said with a little more force as the tips of his fingers made it inside my panties.
“It’s okay,” he whispered against my skin. His breath smelled of mint and whiskey. “I left it wet and swollen today. Let me take care of you.”
With my body screaming yes and my head shouting back no, I shook my head again as I trembled and panted for breath. I was going to come the second he touched me, and I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction, but the urgency to feel it was taking over. My body was winning the battle.
His middle finger slid between my folds as his hand cupped me. “You keep telling me no, but your pussy is so wet that it soaked through your pants.” His tone was scolding. “When are you gonna stop lying to me, Ringlets? Where did my good girl go?”
Using his fingertip, he circled my entrance slowly, then ran it up to my clit and did the same to it. The pulsing was almost painful, as its need for attention turned fierce. My head dropped forward against his chest, and I grabbed his arms to keep from falling to the floor.
“You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
His words taunted me. I didn’t care. I just wanted that release.
“You’re dripping with need. Let me lick it up for you.”
“Oh God.” The words tore out of me, and I shook from the thought of it.
“That’s right. I’m your god. I take care of all your needs. You just have to be my good girl.” His teeth nipped my earlobe. “Go lie on the bed.”
My brain did its best to stop me. To remind me why this was a bad idea. But the desire had become my demon, and I was weak.
He continued to tease around my clit without touching it. “I can feel your clit throb. Let me lick it.” His tongue swiped at my neck. “Suck on it. I want your pussy juices in my beard so I can smell you.”
That was it. I nodded, and he stepped back enough to let me move to the bed. My body was so worked up that I struggled to get my bottoms off. With Linc’s eyes on me, it was even harder. Once I had them to my ankles and kicked them off, I turned and climbed onto the bed.
“Wait.” Linc’s hand grabbed my left thigh and held me still. “Stick your ass in the air, then spread your legs and show me that pussy.”
As if I needed anything more to make me crazed. I laid my cheek against the bed and did as he’d said, widening my legs.
“Better than my imagination,” he said gruffly.
The mattress sank in as he moved in behind me. His warm breath had me gripping handfuls of the cover beneath me. The first swipe of his tongue made me jolt as a whimper came from me.
“Fuck, that’s incredible. That’s a good girl’s pussy,” he praised, then ran his tongue from my folds to my other hole.
I tensed as his tongue circled the forbidden, untouched spot. It felt taboo and dirty, yet I felt a small gush, and my excitement began to trickle down my thighs.
I rocked my hips. “Please,” I begged.
Linc’s mouth moved back toward where I needed him most, and this time, he didn’t stop. His tongue flicked my clit, and I cried out, then buried my face in the mattress to muffle it. He began to lick, then gently sucked as he thrust a finger inside me.
The world became a colorful explosion as I shuddered in bliss. With the release of my pleasure, Linc’s tongue became more frantic, and my muffled scream filled the room. My legs were going to collapse.
“No!” Linc barked the order as the cool air hit where he had been.
His hand squeezed my butt, and then I heard the sound of his zipper. My head snapped up. I shouldn’t have done this, but sex was definitely out of the question.
I opened my mouth to tell him that I wasn’t having sex with him and tried to move, but he slapped his hand against my ass. The sight of his thick, hard, veiny cock caused my words to get stuck in my throat. I’d forgotten how incredible it was.