Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“Tell me,” I groan.
“I’ve never done anything before. I was…”
“What?” I say, carefully pulling her jeans so they don’t snag on her boots.
My body is primed for hunger. Every sinew, every nerve aimed at seeing her sweet, soaked pussy. My balls are tight at the thought, shaft hard, precome bursting from my tip.
“Say it,” I snap.
“You won’t like it. It’s about the c-crush.”
I pull one leg free, then work on the other.
“It turns you on, though,” I growl.
“How do you know that?”
I smirk, looking up at her. Grass blows around her legs. She smiles down at me with a cheeky, passionate look.
“You can tell when I’m turned on, huh?”
“It’s like your body is…” I almost stop myself, but I’ve already told her she’s mine and I want children with her. She knows how crazy I am, and she’s here anyway. “Talking to me. Telling me you’re ready to take every last drop of my come.”
“I want that.” She squeezes her legs together as if the sensation in her pretty pussy is too much. “B-badly.”
“We’re going to do it together.”
Finally, I get her other leg free. Then I take her underwear, pausing momentarily to study the wetness on the white material, a horny blemish that lets me see her hole. Her lips are big and swollen with lust, calling to the beast in me, growling like a bike, like a Titan.
Her underwear is easier to get over her boots, and then I push her legs apart, sinking my knees into the soft bed of the grass and bringing my mouth toward her pussy. Her smell washes around my face and nose, tangy and welcoming. Her skin goose-pimples under my touch. She shivers the closer I get to her hole.
“Your breath’s tickling me,” she whispers.
“Nobody’s ever licked your little pussy before?”
“N-no. Only you, Kai.”
“And I’m the only one who ever will,” I growl.
“So you’ve made that decision without asking me first, best bud?”
I lean back, pushing the voice away. I can’t think of him, the betrayal, of how wrong this is. It’s bad enough we’re in public. It’s bad enough somebody could theoretically see. If I start thinking about him, my best friend…
“Kai?” Kay says, looking down at me.
The flush in her cheeks does it—the vivacious need to give me a child blushing through her full, beautiful cheeks. It wrenches any guilt or doubt away.
“Nobody else ever touches this pussy.” I rub her clit softly, keeping my eyes locked on her. “Don’t look away, Kay.”
She blinks, her eyes watery with lust as I rub her clit a little faster. The whole time, I’m watching her, feathering her sweet pussy like I’d rev a bike’s engine. She purrs for me sweeter than any bike ever could, her legs twitching.
Her eyes are too damn sexy, the way they shift depending on how much pressure I apply to her receptive, soaked virgin pussy. I drive my palm against her clit, fingering her hole, moving in circles around her entrance as I keep the pressure on her pleasure point. She starts gasping, clawing at her legs.
“Fuck, keep doing that,” I demand.
I stare as her fingers sink into her thick thighs. There’s so much of my woman, a fullness that never stops. Her size has me almost exploding in my hands, her small hands buried in her big legs.
“This?” she moans, squeezing tighter.
I’m the one who told her not to look away. Now, as I move my finger closer and closer to her wet hole, I stare at her fingers, digging into her legs. Then I can’t take her scent anymore. Instead of fingering her eager slit, I kiss up her thigh and bring my mouth to her pussy. Propping one hand against the foot peg, I lean forward to give myself the right angle.
The perfect angle to push my face right against her pussy. I make my tongue hard and then press it against her entrance, growling and shaking as her taste fills me up, tangy and needy and mine. She gasps, almost slipping off the bike. I snarl and hold her in place, not wanting her to chafe her skin on the metal. She stays on the leather, and I hold her tight, squeezing her hips in a big greedy handful as I tongue-fuck her hole.
She’s so damn tight, her hole closing around my tongue, squeezing. It’s a preview of what she’ll feel like wrapped around my dick when I stuff myself inside her and fill her up.
Another sweet gasp when I take my tongue out, focusing on her clit again. I slide my finger into her, flicking my tongue back and forth. Her clit is even more swollen and lust-filled than before. I only pause to listen and ensure nobody’s sneaking up on us.
“We’re good,” she whimpers, looking down. “Don’t…”
“Say it,” I snap when she stops herself.