Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Good thing I am flexible…
He raised me up, positioned his dick at my entrance, and thrust into me in one swift movement.
“Ah!” I screamed out in pleasure and in pain.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes… fuck me…” I moaned.
He used leverage with my thighs to bounce me up and down, and I thought I was going to explode. This angle was too much for me and he knew it; he loved making me squirt. He purposely did it. He loved having my come drip down his balls and legs. I would leave huge wet spots on the bed. We would argue back and forth on who would be sleeping in it.
Good thing we were on the couch.
“Come… come… come… do it… come on my cock…”
And I did.
“Jesus Christ… you fucking feel amazing,” he praised, sitting up and taking me with him.
His legs spread on the sides of mine and my feet touched the ground. I bounced up and down on his dick and swayed front to back. He never stopped playing with my clit.
“You’re going to make me make a mess,” I warned.
“I know.”
I smiled and lay on his chest, leaning my head on his shoulder. He caressed all over my body, squeezing my breasts and kneading my nipples.
His hand went back to my clit, and he manipulated the bundle of nerves until my pussy pushed his cock out. He moved his fingers faster on my nub, playing me like I was a goddamn guitar.
I squirted all down his dick and our legs.
Exactly how he wanted me to.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
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“Fuck, I love the smell of your pussy,” I growled, making her come repeatedly until she screamed out my name in desperation; her body was thrashing all around.
I didn’t waver. I knew what I wanted. I placed her back on my dick, but this time my cock was at the entrance of her asshole. I nudged slowly and her eyes opened wide, looking over at me, watching me ask for silent permission.
She licked her lips, moaned, and fervently kissed me, pushing herself down onto the head of my shaft. We zealously kissed, our tongues doing a sinful dance, while she slid her asshole down my cock; fitting me like a fucking glove.
Tight.
So fucking tight.
This was the first time we had anal sex, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last. Like everything that was Brooke, I was addicted immediately.
I grabbed at the front of her neck, and with my other hand I continued to play with her clit.
“Yes… yes… yes…” she panted. “Hold my neck tighter.”
I squeezed a little harder and her face started to flush.
“Are you going to come with me to Thanksgiving?”
She whimpered.
“You want to come? I know you do.” Again meaning it as a double innuendo.
“Please…” she begged.
“That’s not the right answer,” I reprimanded, sitting her straight up and roughly grabbing her hips, stopping her movements.
“Ugh! You’re fucking cheating.”
“You want to come?” I asked again.
“Fuck… I hate you!”
“No you don’t.”
“Please, Devon,” she pleaded.
“Tell me you’re coming and then I’ll make you come.”
She tried to move her hips, but I held onto her harder and more demanding.
“This isn’t fair!” she whined.
“Life isn’t fair.” I leaned forward and got close to her ear, sliding my lips and tongue down the side of her neck like I knew she loved. “I know you want to come… I know your tight little asshole is just begging to be fucked, and your cunt wants to pulsate, and squirt down my balls. I’ll give you all that and more. All you have to do is say yes.”
Her head fell back on my shoulder and I started to monopolize her nub again.
“Oh, God,” she gasped, breathless.
I let her sway her hips a little bit. I moved mine at the same time, so that they were going at the same rhythm.
“Does that feel good? I know it does. But it’s not enough is it? You want it harder and faster, don’t you?”
She moaned; not wanting to say yes.
Stubborn Bambi.
I played with her until she was right on the edge of falling over and then stopped.
“Fuck!” she screamed out, frustrated. “Fine! You win! Yes! Yes! I’ll fucking come!”
“Good girl.” I barely finished saying the words before I had her riding up and down my shaft, fucking her hard, just the way she wanted me to.
“I’m going to come, I’m going to come so hard… come with me…” she urgently begged.
It didn’t take long for her to scream and for her juices to flow out of her pussy. I thrust in a few more times and spread my seed deep into her asshole.
It was Thanksgiving and I stopped at the flower stand to buy her red roses. I knocked on her door and she opened it, looking gorgeous in a cream flowing dress that went down to her ankles. Her hair was tied up and away from her face, and I knew she did that for me.