Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 95006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
“Do you have a peanut allergy?”
“No, babe, I don’t.”
“Phew, good.” She laughed. She took the cake to the table. It was only a small cake, but it was heavily frosted. Peanut butter frosting on the inside layer. Dark chocolate on the outside.
“Fuck, that looks good.”
She served him a slice, then cut one for herself. Before she took a bite, she sat and watched him.
On the first bite, he closed his eyes and leaned back. “Now that is fucking delicious.”
She couldn’t stop smiling.
Enjoying her own slice, she watched as Smokey ate his. He had an additional two slices, and the cake was nearly gone. She returned the last remaining slice to the fridge and quickly did the dishes, surprised when Smokey helped her.
“You’re one fine cook. The boys are going to be so pissed.”
She put away the last of the dishes when Smokey came up behind her. “Why are they going to be pissed?”
“Because I found the hottest woman who can cook. You’ve got the most perfect ass.” He cupped her ass and drew her back against him. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
One of his hands moved between her thighs, and she moaned.
Within seconds, he spun her around and had her pressed up against the fridge. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked. “No woman has made me want her the way I want you, and I’ve only tasted your fucking pussy. I haven’t taken it.”
His other hand grabbed her neck, drawing her back. His lips bit down on her pulse.
She cried out at the instant hit of pleasure. It was amazing. The way he rubbed her pussy, held her captive to him. Any other man she’d have been terrified. With Smokey, she felt safe within his arms.
“Babe, I’m going to fuck you right now, hard, and it’s not going to be gentle. You’ve got to tell me now if you need gentle because I don’t have it in me to do that tonight.”
“I want it, Smokey, please.”
He flipped up her dress and tore at her panties. The sound of the tear should have woken her up, but it only served to turn her on even more. Glancing behind her, she watched as he pulled down his zipper. He was already rolling a condom over his cock.
The head of him pressed against her core, and he moved her so she was bent over the counter.
She waited with just the head of his cock within her. Pleasure rushed through her body. Need unlike anything else consumed her. She wanted everything he could give her. For him to not stop. To fuck her. Ava didn’t want him to hold back. All her life she’d been holding back, making do. It was time to live life to the fullest.
He slammed to the hilt within her, and she cried out at the intense pleasure and pain it caused. He was long, hard, big, and thick.
His grip on her hips tightened and he growled. “Fuck. I knew you’d be tight.”
Smokey didn’t give her a chance to get accustomed to his length. He held on to her and fucked her, pounding his large cock deep inside her, hitting all the right spots.
“Touch your pussy. Make yourself come all over my dick.”
She didn’t want to. Any orgasm she gave herself was always so boring. Afterward, she’d wonder why the hell women were even given sex organs. At Smokey’s command, she couldn’t deny him. Sliding a hand between her thighs, she stroked her pussy to bring herself to an orgasm. Her eyes closed as the pleasure took over.
It was incredible. The way he held her in place as he took her.
Even her clit felt sensitive to the touch. His hands moved from her hips, capturing her tits. He gripped them tightly, using them to pound inside her.
Flesh hitting flesh filled the air, along with their groans. It was a sound Ava loved. “Come for me, Ava. Let me hear you. Let me feel you come all over my cock.”
His rough voice and commands drove her wild. He stopped gripping her tits and stroked her nipples, pinching them to the point of pain, and that sent her over the edge. She came hard, screaming his name.
Smokey let her tits go, returned to her hips, and took her even harder than before. She didn’t think it was possible, but the speed and depth of his penetration prolonged her release.
He joined her, slamming in deep, and she felt his cock jerk and pulse within her. Wave upon wave of his release filled the condom.
They were both panting when Smokey pulled out of her. She struggled to keep herself upright. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as he removed the condom, tied it up, and threw it in the trash.
She let out a yelp as he picked her up, and before long, he carried her toward her sitting room. He sat down on the sofa with her across his lap. Then he moved some pillows behind her head and stroked her hair back from her face.