Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Max, any slower and we are going to be senior citizens finally going to third base.” I smile, sitting up, crossing my legs. “Don’t freak out.” I lean over and unsnap the button on his jeans.
“Well, we need to speed things up a touch.”
“Yeah, we need to speed things up a touch.” I look at his heated eyes as I pull the zipper down slowly and I don’t know what I’m expecting. It’s almost like a jack in the box. You wind it and then wait for it to pop out at you, but nothing happens because his white Calvins hide what I’m after.
“Angel.” He puts his hands on mine. “If you touch my cock right now I’m going to go off like the fireworks on Fourth of July and it’s not something I want to happen the first time you touch me.”
“Max, I just want to touch you. I want you to touch me.” I take his hands and place them on my tits. “Touch me,” I whisper to him. “Show me you want me.”
His eyes go dark before he pushes me back on the bed and my legs open for him.
“By the time tomorrow comes you won’t question it anymore,” he says as he starts kissing my neck softly, one side, then the next. My head goes from right to left, giving him the access he needs. Both his hands go into the straps of the camisole and pull them down at the same time, my breasts springing free. “Perfect.” He leans down and takes a nipple into his mouth and his hand squeezes the other one. My head goes back as my back arches off the bed. My legs squeeze his hips. He moves to the other breast and takes that one also, but he twists the wet nipple he just left. I moan out as the tug makes my toes curl. “I need to leave a mark here.” He goes right next to my nipple, sucking it in. “Mine.” He kisses down my chest to my belly, his hands still twisting and playing with my nipples. My breaths are starting to come in pants now. My legs fall to the side, opening for him. His hands leave my breast as he rubs one finger over my lace-covered pussy. “You’re wet.” He rubs and the friction hits my clit, almost sending me over the edge. “Not yet, angel.” He runs his finger and my legs open more.
“Max,” I plead. “I need…” And I don’t finish because his mouth lands open-mouthed on my pussy, as his tongue laps me up and down, the lace blocking most of the feeling. “Take it off,” I say, lifting up my hips.
He gets on his knees, puts his fingers in the side of my panties, and peels them down so slow, I groan out, watching his eyes get dark blue. I watch as he sees me for the first time. I look down to see what he’s looking at and I see my little strip of strawberry blond, right above my clean lips. Glistening, that is the only word that comes to mind when I see that my lips are still wet from his kiss. I close my knees for him to take the panties off, but he tears them apart instead. “What the hell?”
“No one is ever going to see you in those.” He grabs my knees and throws them to the side. “Untouched.” His fingers go through my folds and he wets the middle finger and then brings it up to my clit. “Never,” he says to himself. “No one.” He circles my clit with his rough finger. “I don’t know who or what I did to deserve this.” He moves his circles a little fast, my stomach getting tight, as I watch him watch his hand. “Cherish.” He lets my clit go, goes down, and slowly enters his finger into me. The tightness must get to him because he hisses out, “Forever.” And I raise my hips now, wanting it all in me, wanting more.
“I need…” I close my eyes and let my body get used to his finger and then another, then I feel his mouth on my clit as he takes it in his mouth, sucking it in. I look down at his head between my legs. My hand goes into his hair as his eyes come up to look at me and he bites me now. My pussy coats his fingers even more now as he pumps it faster and faster. He’s all around me. I’m surrounded by him and my senses are going through the roof. His finger touches something inside me as my breath stops and I know he’s touched my G-spot. “Right there.” I pull his face more into me as his fingers don’t stop, and I can’t stop the feeling. I’m ready to let go. I can’t push it off and I don’t even try. I close my eyes and my pussy clenches his fingers and my clit grows a bit, and his teeth grazing over it makes me come again. My legs close around his head as he hums out. I ride the wave till I’m at the end of it, but he doesn’t let up. My clit is so sensitive it hurts to touch, but then it craves it. I try pushing his head away from it, but he fights me, biting down. I yell out.