Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“I believe I told you not wear these today,” he growls, his eyes flashing fire as he looks into my eyes.
“You did,” I gasp. “But I think I just like you tearing them off of me too much.”
It’s true. Cole ripping my panties off is very fucking hot. Every time.
“Like this, huh?”
He leans in, and when his teeth close over the edge of my panties, my blood roars like fire inside of me.
“Yeah,” I whimper as he slowly starts to drag them down, his eyes locked on mine. “Yeah, like that.”
I whimper as he pulls my sticky panties away from me, dragging them with his teeth down to my knees before he yanks them the rest of the way off. His powerful hands slide up my thighs, pushing my legs wide apart as he moves between them.
“Show me that pretty pussy, angel,” he groans. “Show me how fucking wet you are.”
The moan drips from my lips as I slide one hand down, teasing over my belly until my fingers slide through my slick lips. I swallow, the heat burning hot inside of me as I use two fingers to spread myself open for him.
“You mean wet like this?”
Cole groans, shoving his pants the rest of the way off as he wraps his hand around his thick cock and starts to stroke, his eyes drinking me in.
“Fuck,” he growls, moving closer. His lips tease up my thighs, making me whimper before suddenly, he moves right in. My husband’s tongue drags over my slit, teasing against my opening before he drags it over my clit, making me gasp sharply in pleasure. He sucks gently on my little button, making my whole body writhe and rock against his mouth as his tongue teases over it.
He groans into me, his hands holding my ass and pulling me hard against his hungry mouth as he runs his tongue over me again and again. One hand drops between his legs again, and he only growls deeper as he starts to stroke his thick cock as he licks my pussy.
“No fair,” I moan, sliding my fingers into his hair. He looks up at me with a cocked brow. “You’re playing with my toy,” I whisper heatedly.
Cole grins.
“Your’s huh?”
“Yup,” I purr back. “That is all mine.”
“You want to play with this big cock, Princess?” he growls. “You want to feel this thick head push inside your sweet little cunt and stretch you open?”
I groan, throwing my head back and gasping for air as he brushes my clit with his thumb.
“Yes!” I gasp, rolling my hips against him, desperate for more.
Cole moves up, kissing his way up my body. He lingers on my breasts, teasing my aching nipples with his tongue before I grab him and yank his mouth up to mine. I kiss him hungrily, tasting myself on his lips and moaning into him as I feel his muscled hips push my thighs apart.
He strokes his cock, running the thick head up and down my slit, letting my arousal drip down his shaft.
“Let me in, baby girl,” he groans into my lips, easing his thick head against my lips. I can feel his hot, sticky precum dripping over me, marking me, making me messy with him.
“Let me in and let me show this tight little pussy how good I can make it feel.”
We both gasp as he slips inside, my slick walls tight around his girth as he slowly drives in. I can feel myself opening for him, clinging so tightly to him as he pushes every inch of his gorgeous cock inside, until he’s buried to the hilt.
“Just like that, angel,” Cole groans into my lips, his cock pulsing so deep inside of me. I cry out, wrapping my leg around his waist as he draws back and then plunges back in, his heavy balls slapping my ass as he drives in.
“So,” I gasp, moaning as he starts to slowly fuck me with that thick, amazing cock. “You want to marry me? Again?”
“Princess,” he growls into my lips. “I’d marry you every single day for the rest of our lives.”
“I— oh fuck. I could work with that,” I moan.
“How does noon sound,” he groans, his muscled hips and abs rolling as he pumps his thickness deep inside of me, my clit dragging against his shaft on every stroke.
“I— I’ll have to look at my schedule and let you know.”
“Perfect.” His lips crush to mine, and I moan as I drag my nails down his back as he starts to fuck me harder, and faster. Cole’s hand drops to my hip, grabbing it possessively as he thrusts in and out of me. His other hand grips the headrest of the seat above my head, his muscled body rippling and clenching tight as he drives between my legs again and again.