Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
He reaches behind me to unzip my dress and peels down the top. His eyes light up when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. Without hesitation, he grabs my breasts in his calloused hands and shoves his face between them.
I moan as he peppers my skin with kisses, and he grunts in response. He says he loves the sounds I make. Well, he’s ripping plenty of moans from my lips right now.
His thick cock pokes my thigh through his jeans. I want him inside me again so bad, my pussy clenches from the promise. Pushing up his shirt, I smooth my hand over his stomach. Once I get my hands on him, I can’t stop myself from touching every part of him.
He stops sucking on my nipples long enough to sit back to allow me to pull his shirt over his head. Next, I work on the button of his jeans because I want these off too, no clothing separating us.
I slide from his lap to step out of my dress and panties, leaving them on the floor by my feet. He raises his hips to remove his jeans and boxers, his eyes watching my every movement. My breath catches in my throat when his hard cock springs free. He’s so long and thick I’m salivating.
I drop to my knees, making room for myself between his legs, and wrap my hands around him because he’s too big to fit in just one. He makes a hissing sound and closes his eyes for a split-second. Leaning forward, I stick out my tongue to make contact with his sensitive skin.
“Damn, Bex.” He fists my hair between his fingers. “I want to fuck your mouth.”
Staring up at him, I comply with his request taking him in inch by inch. He growls. Preston rocks his hips, greedy for more of my mouth. And I give it to him because I like seeing the carnal look in his eyes. I love listening to the sounds he makes. Most of all, I love being the one to do this to him.
When I feel his cock pulse in my mouth, he tells me to stop before he comes. And then he’s lifting me into his lap again, quickly rolling on a condom before he slams into me.
“Preston,” I whimper as he stretches me out, filling me completely. My palms fall to his chest, my nails digging into his skin.
Preston does the same to my hips as he moves with me controlling the rhythm. He glances down at his cock sliding in and out of my dripping wet pussy. And when his eyes meet mine once more, there’s a fire brewing behind them. One look from him ignites a deep-seated hunger inside me.
He doesn’t make his usual dirty comments. Not like last time. I’ve never seen him so focused, so determined.
“Preston,” I whisper, and he bites his lip. I say his name again, and he grunts dragging his teeth along his lip again. “Keep moaning my name.” He grips my ass cheeks with his hand and fucks me harder.
I do as he says, and he quickens the pace. A wave of cold flushes through my body replaced by an intense heat that licks my skin. My hold on his cock tightens, and his eyes flicker with acknowledgment. He knows I’m about to come and rubs my clit, with a cocky smirk on his face, stealing an earth-shattering orgasm from me.
“Fuck, that was hot,” he whispers, pushing his cock deeper, still pressing his thumb to my clit. He makes slow, steady movements that cause my insides to clench. “Come for me again, Bex.”
It doesn’t take long before I’m screaming his name at the height of my climax, and Preston joins me.
Chapter Sixteen
BEX
I’m two weeks into my friends-with-benefits arrangement with Preston. Two of the best weeks of my life. I smile when a text message lights my screen and know I’m totally screwed because he has me already.
Preston: Someone misses you.
Bex: Look at you getting all mushy.
Preston: I was talking about my dick.
I laugh so loud I snort.
Bex: You’re an idiot. What are you doing?
Preston: Thinking about you.
Bex: Wanna study with me?
Preston: Is that code for sex? :)
Bex: No, silly. I’m in the library.
Preston: Mmm… library sex.
Bex: No way! Not happening. Too many people around.
Preston: That’s what makes it so much fun. Never stopped you before. Anyone could have walked in on us when I fucked you on my kitchen counter. You were purring in my ear. Begging for it.
My nipples harden from his dirty talk making me all too aware of how much I wish study was code for sex.
Bex: You’re so bad.
Preston: You like it when I’m bad.
Bex: You got me there. Come to the library.
Preston: So we can be bad together.
Bex: So we can study.
Preston: Right. :) If you say so.