Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
I grab the sides of his jeans and pull.
18
QUICKSHOT
The amazed expression on Natalie's face as she pulls my pants down is the kind of thing that really strokes a man's ego.
But it’s not my ego that wants a good stroke right now. All of her is beautiful, but it’s her gorgeous tits that have my full attention, swinging free. If I have my wish, she’ll never fucking cover them up again. Fuck, I want to see all of her, all the time. She moves with this intense, natural sexuality, and it pisses me right the fuck off that someone nearly stole that from her. Forcing what should be freely given.
I capture a breast in my right hand, and it feels so heavy and good. She moans when I pinch her nipple and give it a little tug.
Speaking of tugs.
"It's okay, baby. You can touch it. It doesn't bite."
She drags her eyes away from my cock to look up at me. There's something adorably sexy about her nervousness. I want to fucking bottle it so I can have a drag of it anytime I fucking want.
Natalie nibbles her bottom lip, hesitating. I take her hand and guide it onto my shaft. Her fingers burn like delicious fucking fire as I wrap them around my cock and cover them with my own.
"Like this."
She watches with flushed cheeks as I use her hand to jerk myself, showing her how to move, exactly how I like it. Nice pressure on the shaft, and then a smooth stroke over the head. When I let go, she continues, as focused as a fucking bomb squad. Like one wrong move might make me explode.
Except, she’s making all the right moves. Fuck.
"You're doing so fucking good," I encourage. “Damn, the things I could do to you…”
Her lips part. “Like what?”
“If we were back at the compound, I’d spread you out and feast until you forgot your fucking name, baby. You know I could do it.”
“You? Or all three?” she whispers. Her hand falters on my cock, but she recovers quickly, and adds a second hand, wrapping me up in both soft fists like hot silk.
I groan and lean back. “Keep doing that and you can have any combination you want. How would you like that?”
“I don’t—I don’t know how that would even work.”
“Trust me, baby. We’ll be happy to show you. But right now, let me make sure you feel just as fucking good as I do right now.”
I flip us around, scooting her up on the desk with me between her legs. She loses her hold on my cock for a second, but picks up fast, slicking her thumb over pre-cum leaking from the head. I hiss in pleasure. “Slow down, baby, or this will be over way too soon.”
She blushes, and her smile is pure sin. Natalie might be inexperienced, but she’s an enthusiastic fucking learner.
I work the button of her shorts open, and between the two of us, we get them and her panties down her legs, leaving Natalie spread out on the desk in all her fucking naked glory.
"Fuck," I whisper hoarsely.
Her body is like a temple I want to worship at until I drown between her soft thighs.
She reaches out and closes her grip back around my shaft, concentrating. I grab the edge of the desk and let a shudder run through me. Jesus Christ, this girl is going to milk me until I come all over her like a fucking teenager. That’s not the plan, so much as I hate to, I pull her hands off me.
"Was I doing it wrong?" She looks up at me with big eyes.
"No babe. Too fucking perfect. Lie back." Stroking my hands over her big tits, I push until she's flat on her back, then pry her legs apart so I can get in between them.
She freezes. "Wait! Cookie! Wait!”
I stop. “Tell me what you need.”
“I’m not ready for… I—”
“Shhh, I’m not going to fuck you. Just let me make you feel good, okay?”
She takes a deep breath and captures her lower lip between her teeth, her eyes flicking frantically between my face and my steel hard cock that's hovering over her belly. I'm not sure if she really knows what she wants, because behind the hesitation, there's a pool of pure lust, but this is her call.
“Okay,” she whispers.
As I lean in to taste her full lips, I slide my hand into her hair and wrap it around my fingers. I capture her lower lip between my teeth and tug it slightly. Her throaty moan vibrates deep in her chest.
Then I kiss her, hard, fucking loving how her eyes go wide, then close as she kisses me back. She pulls against my hand, but I've got her right where I fucking want her. When I pull back, she looks up at me through hooded lids and draws breath through her parted lips like she's just been for a run. She's already on the edge, but I want her crazy, throbbing with the empty ache only we can fill.