Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
“Yes,” she whispers. “Yes, please.”
My cock surges, pressing against her lower back, but I can’t take advantage. My heart’s not in it. This is about her.
With one hand still massaging her tits, I slide the other over her stomach. Muscles jump and flutter there, but it does nothing to keep her from spreading her thighs to make room for me. She moans helplessly when I cup her sex, jerking her hips ever so slightly in wordless encouragement.
“That’s right.” I nip at her throat and savor the way she shivers. “Take what you need. Help me make you come.”
“I want to come…” She arches her back with a gasp when I delve between her swollen lips and into her sweet, wet heat. “Oh, yes… so good…” She bears down on my fingers, and I help her by working them in deeper, filling her with two digits and pumping them in and out while my thumb works tight circles over her clit.
“You like that?” I whisper, shoving my fingers as deep inside her as I can manage. Every thrust brings her up onto her tiptoes, the wet, sloppy sound rising over that of the shower. “You like it when I fuck you deep and hard?”
“Yes!” She repeats the word, falling into rhythm with my thrusts. She’s mine, all mine, completely under my control. Like clay being molded by my hands, worked into a frenzy, thanks to the way I know what she craves. Complete release, a means of forgetting everything. I know that craving.
“Fuck, come for me.” I breathe against her ear, my tongue moving over the lobe. I want to bite her and feel her tight pussy contract around me. “Take what you need from me. Use me.”
“I’m… I’m going to…” She goes rigid, silent for a moment before spasming in the throes of her orgasm. Her muscles clench around my fingers, and they’re soon soaked down to my knuckles. I keep pumping, rubbing her wall, coaxing more from her.
“Come on,” I urge with a chuckle, knowing she’s in the grips of sweet agony. “Give me another one before I lick up what’s pouring out of that pussy.”
“Ohhh… Lucas…” One of her arms snakes around my neck, her fingers threading in my hair and pulling. I reward her by increasing the pressure on her G-spot. “Oh, god, yes!” she sobs.
“Good girl.” Her release drips to the floor and mixes with the falling water, and fuck me, there’s nothing like this. Having this power over her body, over her soul. She’s mine, shaking and moaning and senseless in my arms once the strongest waves have passed.
It isn’t enough. I need her completely wiped out—not to mention the way a whiff of her arousal makes my mouth water. I need to taste her. To drink her.
I turn her around and lean her against the wall before lowering myself and draping her left leg over my shoulder. She barely rouses herself enough to open her eyes and cast a puzzled look down at me.
“More?” she whispers, still fighting to regain her breath.
I answer by extending my tongue and running it down the length of her slit. She flinches when the pressure against her sensitive flesh is too much, but I hold her in place and force her to take what I’m giving. Even when she pulls on my hair, her high-pitched whimpers giving away her desperation, I hold on. She’s going to accept this. I know what she needs.
Seconds later, she relaxes into it, her jerking hips slowing, the motions sensual now. Instead of pulling my head away, she holds it in place, tilting her pelvis, so her pussy is wide open to me. I slide my tongue up inside her, past her quivering hole.
“Yeah, just like that,” she pleads. “Fuck me.”
I can’t ignore my cock any longer. My hand closes around it, and I stroke in time with the thrusts from my tongue. She’s wild now, humping my face, her heel digging into my back. My scalp is starting to sting, but it’s good. It’s all good. I wouldn’t tell her to stop for anything. This is the only way we can connect now. In this place we’ve created together with our bodies.
She floods my tongue with endless musky sweetness a moment before I spray the wall with my cum. I swallow every drop of her while coming down from my high and stand in barely enough time to support her limp body before it slides to the floor.
“My god…” Her head lolls against me while I rinse her off, then myself. I turn off the water, open the shower door, and grab one of the towels hanging from a hook nearby. She hardly reacts as I dry her off before carrying her to the bed.
By the time I lay her down, she’s out cold, a soft smile curving her plump lips. I stroke them with the tip of my thumb before toweling off and joining her.