Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
There’s total silence for a moment, and I curse myself once more. Damnit, I completely misread the situation again. Figures.
“You loved it?” I almost jump out of my skin, hearing Pastor Jason. I totally forgot he was here.
My heart practically jumps out of chest, it’s racing so fast.
I look at him, and it doesn’t seem he’s asking in a judgmental tone. He genuinely sounds curious.
“Um, yeah. I did,” I swallow. “Is that bad?”
His eyes seem to be on fire, glinting a wild blue, but I might be reading into it incorrectly. What could the fire possibly mean? Did I say something wrong? Maybe he wants me to regret what happened yesterday. He did call this meeting to discuss it after all.
“You’re not upset?” he begins slowly.
“No,” I shake my head. “Why would be upset?”
A gleam flashes in Pastor Jason’s eyes. I look over at Pastor Jordan, and he also looks hungry suddenly. I don’t know what this means.
“Is everything okay?”
They don’t respond. But then Jason approaches, his big body looming in the small space. I tense up in my seat because I’m so surprised. He puts his hands on the armrests of my chair, hovering over my curvy form.
“Um, what?” But before I can finish my question, Jason is kissing me. His kiss is rougher than Jordan’s, pushing into me and taking my breath away. He slips his tongue between my lips, angling his way into my mouth. I can taste the coffee on his lips, as well as that lusty masculine dominance.
I inhale his scent.
I feel hands go over my shoulders, but it’s from behind me. It couldn’t possibly be Jason. I turn my head, breaking our kiss, and see Jordan nuzzling the crook between my chin and shoulder. He brings his mouth to mine next, softly grazing my lips with his.
“Those are very sweet words, Mira,” Jason says. “I don’t think you know their effect.”
I drop my head back, overcome by passion. Oh my gosh, I’m sandwiched between two huge, gorgeous men. Every nerve is on fire, and I can barely think. Is this truly happening?
Jordan rumbles low in his chest.
“Did you do your hair for us?” he asks. I move my face to look up at him. He takes a pin out of my curls, and it tumbles out on to my shoulders.
“Mm-hm,” I nod.
“What about that beautiful dress? Did you wear it for us?” he asks, his voice rough yet smooth at once.
I nod again.
“You’re a little temptress, aren’t you?” Jason doesn’t wait for my answer. He kneels in front of me, pushing the hem of my dress up my legs. His lips float along my skin as he gets higher and higher, coming closer to my panties, closer to my center.
“You smell so good,” he breathes.
My breathing picks up as more and more of my creamy flesh is exposed. Soon, my dress is bunched up at my waist and Jason starts rubbing over my panties tenderly, making sensuous circles.
Jordan continues to kiss all over my neck. There are so many things going on that I can barely think. I have hands on my upper body, hands on my lower body, and two sets of mouths kissing me passionately.
I can’t keep track of it all. Yet, every sensation is sent straight to my core, pushing me so close to the edge and I moan in anticipation.
I feel Jason pull my panties aside, revealing my wet pussy. I’m sure it’s dripping all over his office chair because I’m so turned on it almost hurts. Sure enough, he flattens his tongue against my folds, licking up my slit and then holds down my hips to keep me from coming out of the seat.
“She likes to buck,” he groans into my sweetness. “She’s a wild one.”
What? That’s not true. If anything, I’m the opposite but before I can say anything, Jason goes in for another taste with his tongue, swirling it inside of me. I thread my fingers into his hair, finding some stability. My body climbs higher and higher as Jason continues to lave my most sensitive spot.
Now, Jordan’s hands have moved down to my breasts, massaging them lightly.
“Sweetheart, these are huge, and they feel natural too. I knew you’d be a good one.”
“Oh. My. God,” I pant as every hair on my arms and legs stand on edge. I writhe against Jason’s mouth, as Jordan kneads my breasts. I’m shaking as Jason sucks on my clit, before circling it with his tongue. I want to lift my body so badly, thinking it might release some of this pressure, but Jason keeps me firmly planted, not letting me escape that delightful mouth of his.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” rumbles Jordan from in back of me as he pinches my nipples. “Give into the sensation.”
With that, Jason bites my clit and at that moment, I erupt. Hot jolts of electricity pulse through my cunt, coursing through my limbs as I let out a breathless scream. He sucks on me until he gets every last shudder out of my body, drinking my juices while coaxing the nectar out. My limbs go straight, and then relax into the chair, like I’ve just been shocked in an electric chair.