Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Carter looks down at my full round breasts barely concealed by the thin black lace of my bra. My nipples are achingly hard and straining against the lace. He takes about two seconds to appreciate my La Perla bra before yanking the cups down, leaving my breasts naked, exposed. I want to protest. It was one of my favorite bras after all, but Carter is leaving a trail of hot wet kisses down my breasts and over my stomach that leave me breathless, trembling, and wanting more.
Carter’s lips reach the waist of my skirt and he drops teasing kisses around my navel before pulling off my skirt and tossing it in the general direction of his couch. My pussy is so wet the lace of my thong is clinging to my lips. I’m wet and ready, spread out on Carter’s desk in nothing more than my lacy black thong and the remnants of my bra, and Carter’s still wearing his pants. I push myself up onto my elbows and reach for his belt. He grabs my hands, pushing them away. I pout at him. Was it not clear how badly I need to fuck him, now?
“You’re wearing too many clothes for this,” I say impatiently.
“Trust me,” Carter says with a hint of amusement creeping into his voice just underneath the desire. “I promise you’ll have all the time with my cock you want baby, but first I want to taste every inch of that beautiful body. Now lie back and let a real man take care of you.”
A fresh pulse of lust goes through my body at his words. I want that amazing tongue of his everywhere, now. Carter climbs onto the desk hovering over me. He looks down at me, and his tongue darts out licking his lower lip. I feel like I’m about to be consumed, and I shiver with anticipation. Carter lowers his mouth to my neck, licking and sucking at the sensitive hollow beneath my throat. I moan and thrust my hips up trying futilely to rub myself against the bulge I see straining in his pants.
Strong hands press my hips down against the desk. “Stay still Eliza, or you won’t get what we both know you need.”
I know he won’t stop. He can’t. I know Carter needs this just as badly as I do. The tension has been building between us since what feels like forever. Still the threat of being left wet and frustrated is enough for me to force my hips to be still and focus on what Carter is doing with his mouth. Once Carter is assured of my obedience his hands skate up my sides. He reaches behind me and sits up slightly so he can remove what remains of my bra. My breasts bounce as the underwire and scraps of lace are pulled off and cast aside.
Carter wastes no time sucking one of my hard pink nipples into his mouth while taking the other one between his fingers. I moan as sparks of pleasure shoot straight to my clit. I’ve always had incredibly sensitive nipples, and Carter’s skilled fingers and tongue are driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I dig my fingers into his shoulders as he continues to tease my nipples. Does he even know how good he is? Does he know I can get off just from the flicks of his tongue and the twists of his fingers? My body arches toward Carter straining against his hands. He moves his mouth to my other breast pausing to drop a kiss on my collarbone, before his fingers pinch my spit-slick nipple. Oh fuck, that feels so good.
“Daddy, please fuck me,” I beg, truly desperate for some relief. My pussy is so wet I can feel my juices sliding down my thighs.
“I told you I wanted to taste you first,” Carter says as he pulls back and drags my soaked thong down my legs, dropping it carelessly onto the floor. “God you’re gorgeous,” Carter says staring down at me.
The sharp edges of lust in his voice makes me squirm just as much as when he bites and licks me, as he's trailing up the soft flesh of my thighs. Yes, finally. I can feel the ghost of his breath against my needy, aching cunt. I'm beyond ready for anything Carter can give me. I whine with impatience and frustrated lust as Carter teases me, further licking and biting at the juncture of my thighs. Finally, his tongue flicks against my hard swollen clit and I moan, loud and long. I’m sure anyone walking down the hall can hear me even in this soundproofed room and I don’t care. I don’t care about anything except Carter’s hot, wet tongue eating my pussy. My hips buck up wildly and uncontrolled as Carter buries his face in my soaked, pulsing pussy.