Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
God. That mouth is perfect. Filthy and wicked and perfect.
"Caleb," I moan, falling limp beneath him. I'm a hot, sweaty mess. But I've never felt better.
He places an intimate kiss to my clit and slowly backs off. I watch through hooded eyes as he leans back, his eyes dark with need. He growls, reaching for the button of his jeans.
I bite my lip, my clit pulsing as he pulls his cock out of his pants, his fist wrapped around his hard length. He's so freaking beautiful. Even his dick is a work of art, the perfect combination of length and girth. It stands at attention, throbbing with need and practically begging to be touched.
"Oh, God," I whisper, trembling beneath him as his eyes tangle with mine.
"It's my turn now, Sunshine. Just lay there with those perfect legs spread and let me see what belongs to me," he rasps, his fist flying up and down his erection. The veins on his shaft stand out, pulsing with each stroke. His gaze settles between my legs, right on my pussy.
I should be embarrassed at the way he stares at me while he jerks himself off, but I'm not. There's something so sexy about this man getting himself off while he looks at me where no one else ever has.
"You're so beautiful, Caleb," I breathe, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of him.
He groans, sliding two fingers deep into me once again as he jerks himself off. I know he feels my inner muscles pulsating around his fingers. I'm so freaking turned on watching him. It's ridiculous how fast he unravels me. His thumb circles my clit, teasing it as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, stirring up every last drop of pleasure.
I gasp and whimper with need, my hips lifting off the couch in a subconscious attempt to reach him. My muscles twitch around his fingers, desperate for more of him.
The scent of our arousal fills the room—a heady mix of sweat and desire. The sounds of his harsh breaths fill the air. I'm so close to coming around his fingers. But I don't want to go alone. I pry my hands from the couch cushion and reach for him.
My fingers brush against the engorged head of his erection, feeling the warmth and slickness that coats it from his arousal. He's huge and hard against my fingertips, making me shudder with desire.
"Fuck," he groans, tipping his head back.
I run my hands all over him, touching him like he does me, savoring the heat emanating off him like a living flame. He's burning hot and so damn hard. My god. I want him inside me.
"Caleb, I want you inside me."
"Your first time isn't going to be on a couch, Sunshine."
My gaze flies to his.
"You think I don't know?" His lips curl up at the corners. "I smell it all over you. You saved this for me." He presses his thumb to my clit as if to indicate what he means.
"Y—yes."
"Jesus. I'm going to come all over you," he groans, satisfaction burning in his gaze. I think he likes knowing he's the only man who has ever touched me. No, that's not true. He loves knowing it. "Where do you want it, Sutton?"
I hesitate for only a brief moment before the answer spills from my lips. "My pussy."
His eyes darken, and a thick rope of cum spills from the head of his cock. "Jesus Christ," he growls, his hips jerking as it lands against my thigh. His eyes darken, his expression severe.
He seems about to deny my request before yanking me forward. My ass slides off the edge of the couch, my breath hitching at the sudden movement. His cock brushes against my aching pussy lips, teasing them as it slides up and down my folds.
My eyes flutter shut in pleasure from his rough treatment.
"You're trying to fucking kill me, aren't you, baby?" He runs his dick through my folds, bouncing it against my clit. It's driving me wild. "Look at you—all fucking wet for me."
I sob wordlessly, reeling with pleasure.
My cries grow louder when he presses the head of his cock to my opening. He doesn't push inside of me, though. He simply holds it there, his eyes locked on mine, breathing hard.
"Come on me, Sunshine."
His thumb traces circles around my clit, his fingers teasing and tormenting. I can't help but lean into the touch, moaning at the sensation that runs through me. The feeling takes over, consuming every inch of my body. It doesn't matter that we're both covered in sweat and our breaths are ragged; all that matters is this moment between us. The world melts away as I come for him again, my muscles quivering under his touch. My voice breaks as it leaves me in a raspy whisper.