Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 68006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
He slides his hands over my hips and underneath my sweatshirt, and his touch sets me on fire.
He breaks the kiss long enough to pull the shirt over my head, and my breasts fall gently against my chest.
He lets out a groan, and then he slides his lips over my neck, my shoulder, across my chest, until he kisses a nipple. Just kisses it, and it makes me insane.
He’s back to my mouth then, and the kiss is firm and open-mouthed and perfect in every way.
We kiss and we kiss and we kiss. I slide my hands over his warm neck and chest, while he shoves my pants over my hips, brings them down, and then removes his jeans. We’re naked on the bed. I’m lying on my back as he hovers over me, and I bring one leg up over his hips. He kisses my nipples, sucking one into his mouth, tugging on it, and then he lets it go with a soft pop as he glides his tongue between my breasts. He takes the other nipple between his lips, while playing with the first one with his fingers.
I gasp. I moan. I cry out his name.
And I know… I know that he does this not just for his own pleasure but for mine as well.
A first for me. Knowing that the man touching my body isn’t just doing it for himself.
I let out a whimper when he releases both my nipples, but then he pulls me up so that I’m sitting, and he kisses me again. He kisses me with lots of tongue. Lots of lips. Lots of love and passion. Then he lets my lips go, and I stare at him. Stare at his porcelain chest, his light brown nipples, his perfect male beauty.
I lie back down, settle my head on the pillow, and slowly he spreads my legs.
My pussy is throbbing, waiting for his tongue, but instead he paints soft kisses all over my inner thighs, taking care to kiss each one of my scars.
They don’t disgust him.
He spends a lot of time on them, as if he’s healing them with his lips and his love.
But then…
Then he spreads my legs and slides his tongue over my pussy.
I gasp out in pleasure. “Oh, Leif!”
I close my eyes, undulate my hips, moving in tandem with his velvety tongue.
He eats me. He eats my pussy, and this body. This body is mine. It never belonged to anyone else, no matter how many times it was violated. It’s mine.
And I willingly give it to Leif.
His tongue… His tongue over my folds, over my clit, he moves it rapidly, driving me crazy, and I’m inching toward a climax…
He tugs on my clit, sucks on it, and my hands wander up my body, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples.
Still he licks my pussy, concentrating on my clit. Until he moves forward, replacing his tongue with his fingers, and he kisses me. He kisses me deeply, and I taste my own juices on his lips and tongue.
I don’t think he’s ever tasted better when he kissed me.
It’s the taste of life, of his tongue, of the inside of his mouth, which is always minty fresh. But it’s also the taste of me, of the tang of my pussy.
And it’s fucking glorious.
He breaks the kiss then, slides back to my body, giving each nipple a quick nip, and then kissing my belly, my abdomen, the top of my vulva, before he slides his tongue between my legs once more.
I’m on the brink of orgasm, just on the brink, but he’s so good at sliding his tongue over me, bringing me almost to the precipice and then easing away. He’s a tease, my Leif, but I’m enjoying every minute of it.
He licks my slit, and then he comes back to kiss me again. Another deep and full kiss, and he tastes even better this time. His fingers slide through my pussy folds, rub my clit. I’m so ready to come. So ready to come.
But then I look at him.
I look at him when he breaks the kiss, take in his beautiful Nordic features, his searing blue eyes, his light blond hair. I find myself wanting to do something I’ve never wanted to do.
I want to touch him…down there.
I want to give him the pleasure that he’s given me.
He moves us so we’re side to side, and I melt against his chest, kiss his flat nipples, relishing the fact that they get hard for me as mine do for him. I rain kisses over his abs, tracing his sixpack with my tongue.
His skin is so warm, and I move back up to his mouth and kiss him. And then I touch him.
I wrap my hand around his hard cock.
God, it’s hot. So hot, and now I know why I felt so cleansed the first time we fucked.