Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“I fucking love how responsive you are,” he said, dipping his hard cock into my wetness before rubbing it over my sensitive clit. “Look at how you light up for me.”
I pushed against his chest, nudging him over until he was on his back and I was on top of him. “Me?” I teased. “Look at you.”
I kissed my way down his muscled chest, over his carved abdomen, until I hovered just over his cock. Anticipation and anxiousness swept over me, my body thrilling at the prospect of doing something new but my mind screaming at me that I didn’t have a clue.
I’d never given a blowjob before, thanks to Dennis constantly saying foreplay was weak. But it had to be pretty basic right? I’d read enough romance novels to get the gist, but it didn’t help my nerves one bit as I gripped his thick length with one hand and brought my lips to the head.
“Fuck,” he groaned as I timidly wrapped my lips around him, flicking my tongue over his head as I explored the way he felt in my mouth. “Luna,” he groaned as I took him deeper.
It wasn’t easy. He was thick and long and big, and my mouth wasn’t super accommodating. I used my hand to stroke what I couldn’t get in, and bobbed up and down slowly. My heart raced in my chest, adrenaline crashing through me right alongside desire. I let instinct take over, giving into the way it felt to have him beneath me like this.
I pulled him out of my mouth, continuing to pump him as I dragged my tongue up his shaft and swirled it around his head. Then I carefully grazed my teeth over his length. He jolted, thrusting his hips upward.
“Is that okay?” I asked, totally worried I hurt him.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Baby, everything you do is perfect.”
Warmth spread across my skin. “What about this?” I asked, flattening my tongue and taking him deep into my mouth before pulling him out again, using the wetness to glide my fisted hand around him more.
“Yes,” he said.
“And this?” I sucked him into my mouth again, only to graze my teeth over him on the way back out.
“Fuck, do that again.”
“Say please,” I teased him like he had me in the shower the other day.
“Please, baby.”
Damn, those words made me liquid.
I did it again. And again. I sucked him into my mouth, pumped him with my fist, and licked him until I found a rhythm that turned us both into a panting mess.
“Luna,” he groaned, his thighs clenching beneath me. “If you keep doing that I’m going to come.”
I didn’t dare budge, didn’t dare stop. I sucked at him harder, my mind whirling with sensation, with lust, with love as I took care of him like he had me so much this week. This…this was a delight. This was mutual passion and I couldn’t get enough of it.
“Fuck,” he groaned, hardening inside my mouth another degree before he spilled into me. I swallowed him down on instinct, the jolt of surprise passing quickly as I slowly pulled away to look down at him.
He reached up, cupping my cheeks before drawing me down against him, our bodies aligned as he took my mouth. No hesitation. No pause. He slid his tongue into my mouth, claiming me in a way that made me so damn achy.
“You’re fucking incredible,” he said, lightly nipping at my bottom lip before his blue-gray eyes filled with mischief. “My turn.”
He flipped me over so fast I barely registered the change in position. My spine kissed the mattress, and he wasted no time kissing his way over my breasts, sucking and biting my nipples until they were rosy and peaked for him.
I tangled my fingers in his hair as he kissed his way over my stomach, never once speeding over my curves, instead taking his time worshiping every inch of me until I was so needy I whimpered.
He moved lower, wrapping his strong arms around my thighs and spreading them, hovering his face right over where I needed him most. “There’s that beautiful pussy,” he said, his warmth breath coating my sensitive flesh. “I’ve been thinking about tasting you all damn day.”
His words made me shiver, made hot tendrils of desire course through my veins.
And then he licked up the center of me, the action like a match to gasoline.
I arched into his mouth, gasping at the sensation. I didn’t think I’d ever get used to it, the feel of his tongue inside me. It was so intimate, so intense.
He lapped at me, alternating between thrusts and licks until my thighs clenched around his face, me rocking into his every lap.
“Mmm,” he moaned. “You want control, baby?” he asked, but didn’t wait for me to answer before he pulled away, rolling us until I was straddling his face.