Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“Don’t you dare go into your head.”
I look up, shocked that he knew that was where I was going. How did he know this?
“I’m not going into my head, it’s just I don’t do this. This isn’t me. I’ve never given myself so freely. Jesus, I’ve known you less than a month, and I’ve had three orgasms, count them, three.” I pull up the digits on my fingers for him to see. “I’m just not like those other puck bunnies.”
He puts his fingers on my lips, stopping me from continuing to talk. “Babe, you don’t think I know you are different? I knew the minute you threw your sass in my face. So, I’m going to go upstairs and take a cold shower before things move faster than we both want.” He kisses my lips gently, strolling out of the dining room, leaving me with my tits in the air and ripped panties.
Okay, so I mentally freak out when he leaves the room. I jump down, pull up my bra, covering my tits. I flatten down my dress, hoping I won’t have a Marilyn Monroe moment. I look around, deciding to start supper while he’s in the shower cooling down.
I smack my hand on my forehead, not even thinking about Cooper and his needs. I just let him go away with his dick hard. Oh my gosh, he’s probably masturbating right now in the shower. I open the fridge, grabbing the lettuce, some tomatoes, cucumber, and onions. I snoop around, trying to find a cutting board and bowl. Once I’ve set up everything, I turn on my music on my phone, not even noticing anything around me. The scene at the table runs through my mind, playing on rewind. He totally caught the clit in one shot. Who would have fucking thought?
I’m swinging my hips to the song Cheerleader when I feel his hand on my hip, his wet hair brushing my shoulder where he puts a kiss.
“I could get used to this.”
“Oh yeah, what is that exactly?”
“You here, with me, shaking that ass, me being able to grab it.”
“If I let you. You’ve got to start the BBQ. I’ll finish the salad.”
He kisses my cheek, grabbing the chicken and going outside, leaving me wanting more.
Supper goes by quickly. Eating outside in the secluded back yard is relaxing. As the night slowly approaches, the tea candle chandeliers are set throughout the yard, giving a beautiful glow.
We are still sitting at the table after the dishes have been cleared, just enjoying the night. He has my feet up into his lap, and it feels like magic, like it was always meant to be. It feels like it’s been him forever, which doesn’t make sense because we just met.
I’m looking at him from where I’m sitting, and I have to say it’s the best view I’ve ever seen. He has thrown on another pair of shorts, this time basketball style, which fall low on his hips. Another T-shirt, this time charcoal color with the A&F stretched across his chest pulling tight, he is leaned back so his T-shirt has risen up a little, just giving you the hint of his abs. It is in that moment that I know I’ll be having my dessert.
I take my feet off his lap, which surprises him.
“I would have you know that I’m a girl who never says no to dessert. Yes, it’s fattening, and yes, I have to bust my ass on the treadmill the next day. But even knowing that, it will be so worth it to have that sweetness, or that tart on my tongue lingering, making my mouth water. It is almost too much to pass up.” I’m now on my knees in front of him, his eyes half hooded, my hands roaming up his legs, landing on his cock, which is slowly coming to life in my hands.
“You should never say no to dessert.”
I make my way past the elastic of his shorts, putting my hand inside, and wrapping it around his cock. He comes to life, his width making my fingers not able to touch.
I pull my hand up and down, all the while watching his eyes. I pull down his pants, freeing him. Leaning forward, I take a swipe of the tip of his cock, licking the little pre-cum that has seeped out.
He is so hard, his cock head is almost purple. He is smooth and soft. I can’t wait for more. I put my mouth on his cock, sucking in. Hearing him groan makes me take more of him in my mouth. I go down till I can’t take him in anymore, his hands in my hair guiding me slowly.
I take my mouth off and slowly lick all the way down his shaft till I get to his balls. Sucking one softly into my mouth while palming his cock up and down, I twist when I get to the head. I can’t get enough of him. I put him back into my mouth, sucking him back in while gripping his base, going up and down. It’s all too much for me with his dick in my mouth. I slip my hand under my skirt, zeroing in on my clit.