Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“You first, my love,” I say casually as I start to knead the flour and eggs.
“Now, cooking BBQ, or just dealing with food, in general, I’m not gonna lie, guys, women go crazy for it. But being able to make pasta for your girl…” I look up at her phone and wink again, “That’s gonna get you…well, try it and see.” Rolling it into a ball as Courtney shoots me a glare, I wash my hands. She can’t actually think we’d get through an entire video without me fucking her?
I walk over to my freezer. “Now again, I know an expensive bottle of wine might be the way to go, and if you have money, go fucking wild. I’ve always found a bottle of Jägermeister does the trick.”
“Ammo,” Courtney yells as I start laughing.
“That’s it for part one of homemade pasta.” Pulling off my shirt, I toss it at Courtney as she screams and turns her phone off.
“Oh my God, are you kidding me? You just did a how-to video for guys to get in a girl’s panties.” She squeals as I walk around and grab her.
“This is supposed to be our thing…” She screams as I lift her up and she instantly wraps her legs around me.
“You’re gonna be sorry when you are not camera ready on the Ethan Douglas show,” she murmurs, then bites my bottom lip.
“I’m already sorry, guy’s a punk,” I admit as I walk us into the other room and toss her on the couch.
“He is not, he’s the hottest new chef, and I’m really hoping to have him go live with us, you two cooking together, would break the—”
“Strip,” I demand, having to cut her off since I actually like Ethan, but hearing Courtney say he’s hot, yeah, I need to stop any more talking.
She sits up, her hair wild and cascading over both shoulders. It’s gotten so long, it’s at that nasty girl level past her tits. And I can’t help but rub my chest.
Dream girl.
“I’m not gonna tell you again,” I command, as I kick off my jeans and start to stroke my cock.
She smiles as she pulls her tee off, and those fucking nipples of hers.
“That’s it, baby.” Watching every graceful movement as my nostrils flare at her scent, Christ, my dick is already leaking.
“You want my cock, don’t you, my love? I can smell it.” I stop stroking myself as I watch her frantically kick off her panties, and I smile and kneel.
“Ammo…” she moans and spreads her legs.
“What a greedy girl you are.” Looking at her flushed face, nipples rock hard, but her cunt, yeah, is already glistening wet and shiny pink.
“That’s my good girl.” I grab her legs and put them over my shoulders.
“Yes.” Her voice sounds almost pained as she puffs out air and arches up to my face and I smile.
“That’s it, darlin’, who owns this cunt?” My mouth is right there as she quickly screams.
“You, you do.”
“That’s right. Now tell me what a greedy little slut you are and how you want my cock.”
“Ammo…” She gasps and bites her bottom lip. Courtney gets shy sometimes when I make her talk dirty, and I grin as my hands reach for her full tits.
“Say it, and shove those tits in my mouth,” I hiss as she leans up, her hands steadying her as she shoves her breasts forward and I latch onto a nipple, sucking on them as if I’m hoping for milk, then bite down.
“Yes, I’m a greedy slut and want your cock,” she cries out as I grin.
“You are needy today. Relax, my love, I’m gonna put it right on the spot.” My hand pushes her to fall back on the couch.
“Spread your legs wider,” I demand as I start to eat her cunt, my tongue fucking her honey core as her arousal drips down my chin as I latch onto her clit, and suck.
“Oh fuck,” she whines, her hands reaching for my hair, as her hips arch into my mouth. “Yes!” she screams, her pussy starting to quiver, and her hands jerk my hair.
“Ammo, I’m going to come.” Just as her body goes stiff, she throws her head back and orgasms in my mouth.
I take her legs off me and stand because I can’t wait any longer, no matter how many times I fuck her, I can’t seem to get enough.
“Turn around,” I order.
She blinks and sits up to reach for my cock.
“I’d think twice about not obeying me if you want to come again,” I warn, because I’m so hard at this point, all I need to do is a couple rough jerks and I’ll fucking jet off on her face, marking her as mine.
“Sorry.” She holds up her hands and throws me a sassy smirk, then slowly turns, grabbing ahold of the back of the couch. Her glorious ass is just right there, and not spanking it would be wrong.