Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry,” I say, rubbing his firm chest to show my support, wishing I could help.
“It isn’t your fault. It’s me I’m frustrated with. It wasn’t even my idea, it was his. I should have been the one to give you what you needed.”
“You were. Jonathan may have been the one between my legs, but I wouldn’t have gone along with it if you didn’t let me. I could’ve been seconds from coming and if you didn’t want me to, I would’ve told him to stop. Whether or not he would’ve listened is beyond my control,” I add dryly. “I told him to ignore me if I said no, and I don’t know how to tell him that coupon has expired, but I would have tried because I would never do anything to hurt you, or anything you didn’t want. You are the most impressive man in the world to me. There are none better. I adore you. I would do anything for you. I love you, and I know you love me. We would never do anything to hurt each other—not on purpose, anyway.”
His arm tightens around me and he pulls me against him. I snuggle into his chest and softly kiss the skin my mouth finds. “No, we would never hurt each other,” he agrees. “Not on purpose.”
I shake my head, letting a daring hand slide down his flat abdomen. I take my time, letting my fingers trace the ridges of his abdominal muscles, dragging my fingertip in a circle around his belly button.
As many times as he has rejected me lately, I’m afraid to go for it, but I want to ease his tension and connect with him again, so I let my hand slide down to caress his cock.
“I need you to understand something,” I tell him.
“What’s that?” he murmurs gruffly as I stroke him.
“I belong to you entirely. I trust you to take good care of me. I am yours to do with as you please. You could never hurt me by using me. I love when you use me. I want you to use me more.”
He doesn’t pull back or push me away this time. He closes his eyes, his arm behind me moving so he can push his fingers through my hair.
I palm his hard cock, rubbing it and then wrapping my hand around his thick length. My pussy throbs with need as his grip tightens. I can feel how much he wants me; he just needs to let himself have me.
“I love pleasing you,” I tell him, kissing his firm chest as I stroke him. “It feels so good. It’s like fire in my veins. You’re the only man I want to please. You always will be.”
“I better be,” he grumbles.
I smile, kissing lower and making my way toward his abdomen. My tummy is fraught with nerves and tension, but I’m hopeful, too.
I look up at him as I slide down between his muscular thighs. His cock is like steel in my hand. Just looking at it stirs tension between my thighs, but I don’t stop at looking.
Bringing him close, I kiss the soft head of his cock. I run my tongue over it, earning a groan that sends a wave of heat through my veins, then I kiss my way along each side.
“Christ, Kennedy.”
The pleasure in his voice sends another sharp spike of pleasure through me. He pushes his fingers through my hair, gently cradling my skull. Then he uses his grip on my hair to lift my head.
I look up at him, full of hope and trust.
He looks back at me, a tender smile tugging at his perfect lips. “Open that pretty mouth for me.”
I do as he says and feel my whole body lighten with relief when he lets me take his cock into my mouth.
My eyes close and my tongue comes out to caress the vein along the underside of his erection. He sighs, and it makes me hungrier to please him.
My pussy starts throbbing harder just from sucking him, but the sensation intensifies when he starts talking in a low, gravelly rumble.
“That’s it, baby,” he encourages me. “You’re such a good girl.”
I moan as I move in to take more of his cock, the sound vibrating along his length.
He groans. “Fuck, Kennedy. That’s it, sweetheart. Relax your throat. Take me deep.”
His hands are on the back of my head, gently guiding me, urging me to take him deeper, to let him fuck my mouth.
I love when he takes control and I’m relieved that he believes I can handle it, so I let him have it now.
He controls my movements, forcing me down over his cock and filling my throat until I’m gasping for air. He pulls out long enough to let me catch my breath and caresses my face to let me know I’m doing a good job, then he slides his thick length back in.