Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
We don’t say a word. We let our bodies do the talking and we just surrender, the high tide of pleasure sweeping us both. I fight back against the pain in my throat and give birth to one final scream, the sound of it so shrill I feel my eardrums recoiling. As my voice quivers, I feel my insides becoming warmer, his cock shooting a river of cum inside of me. We remain still and locked in place, our bodies in communion as we both climax.
He fills me up to the brim, his cum dripping down my legs and staining the sheets under me. And still he keeps cumming - Arsen truly is a God among men. Ripped as a model, hung as God… It’s only fitting that when he cums he has gallons of it to shoot. Not that I’m complaining, far from it. In fact, I absolutely love it: to see him cum like that and knowing that I’m the one responsible for it… Well, do I need to say anything else? His pleasure is my pleasure.
I don’t move until he’s done, his cock finally stopping all movement. By then the sheets under me are a wet mess, strands of cum going down my legs and pooling around my knees.
The moment he slides his cock out I simply collapse on top of the mattress, lying on my stomach. Swear to God, the moment I feel the soft sheets under my belly, I drift off to sleep almost immediately. My eyelids droop and it’s as if I’m unconscious, even though my body’s still registering everything around me.
I feel Arsen’s fingers tracing the outline of my ass, and placing both his hands between my thighs, he makes me spread my legs. Even though I’m barely conscious I can’t help but sigh heavily as I feel his face between my thighs, his mouth once again on my folds, licking me dry. His tongue goes up and down my folds in such a gentle way that the corner of my lips curl into a tenuous smile, almost as if I were in a dream, the kind of dream from which you don’t want to wake up.
He keeps going until there isn’t anything left to lick, going as far as licking the strands of cum that slid down my legs. Finally done, he joins me on the bed, lying next to me. I roll to the side, snuggling against him with one arm across his chest. It’s time to stop fighting the urge to slip into unconsciousness, and that’s exactly what I do. With my eyes closed, I take one deep breath and I’m out.
I dive head first into the void, a dreamless sleep engulfing me. But, before I drown in it, I still have the time to feel my heart fluttering inside of my chest, a pleasant warmness crawling toward my mind. God, I couldn’t be happier right now. Whatever happens, nobody will be able to steal this moment from me: our naked and exhausted bodies pressed together, both Arsen and I drifting off.
I’ve never been what you’d call a romantic… But, wow, this just feels right.
ARSEN
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look out of my office window and across the impressive city skyline. I can't sit still any longer and I'm pacing back and forth like a caged lion, my fists are balled in the pockets of my suit pants. I look back at Gerard sitting at the conference table and say for the second time, "I'm not selling."
I feel the tension in my jaw ease a little after releasing those words, but I look over again at Gerard and see that my frustration has simply transferred to him. We've been arguing for over 45 minutes.
He shakes his head and slaps his palm down on the table. "I don't understand! It makes no sense!"
"I don't expect you to understand." My voice is now resigned to the situation.
"Why?" he asks. "Why do you insist on holding onto Simulated Pleasures LLC? You've released your ownership on everything else. Just explain that to me!"
"Why can't you take no for an answer?" I reply.
"I told you everything that Luca Giannoni has told me, sir. Mr. Morozov has taken a special interest in your phone sex operation, and he's keen to purchase it from you. He's offering you an excellent price. You won't get this price anywhere else. I can promise you that. Why not sell before the ship sinks?"
"Who says the ship will ever sink?" I ask. "You heard yourself that this is the most profitable phone sex operation in the tri-state area."
"Come on, Arsen. You know as well as I do. Phone sex won't remain profitable forever. Young people want web cams and free porn streamed to their cell phones. Why call when you can see the real deal, you know what I mean?"