Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
As my mouth continues its enthusiastic assault on Selena’s pussy, my fingers slide inside her—and her appreciative moan spurs me on like wild, instantly sending pre-cum dripping from my tip. As the intensity of our mutual pleasure rises, she grips my hair fiercely and gasps out a string of curse words, and two seconds later, her most intimate muscles ripple against my fingers, tongue, and lips.
With my breathing erratic and my heart pounding like a jackhammer, I pull out my throbbing, straining cock and quickly get my length covered with a condom from my wallet, as Selena lies before me on the bed, still half-dressed, writhing and pleading with me to fuck her. I should probably rip her clothes off, and then mine, but I’m too turned on to wait a single unnecessary second to get inside her.
As my entire body thrums with lust, I turn her over on the bed, guide her onto her hands and knees, and bite her ass, hard. “This gorgeous ass is mine,” I declare, before grabbing her hips and plunging myself inside her.
For a split-second, I think, “Shit, I probably shouldn’t have called her ass mine, in case she thinks I think we’re exclusive.” But thank God, the thought is immediately obliterated from my mind as Selena begins screaming she’s gonna come.
“Don’t stop!” she shrieks. “Don’t change anything! I’m gonna come so hard! Oh, God, baby! Don’t ever stop!”
It’s one of my favorite things about fucking this woman—how vocal and uninhibited she is about what works for her. I love that she takes the guesswork out of making her come by shamelessly going after what feels good for her, which thereby only helps me get her there so much faster and harder.
Hearing Selena’s screams of ecstasy while looking at the angry red mark I’ve just left on her ass cheek takes me to the bitter cusp of losing it. But, somehow, I manage to keep thrusting energetically, willing myself to hang on until she gets where she’s going.
Just when I think I’m a goner, that I can’t hang on a second longer, Selena finally reaches climax. After releasing a desperate whimper, followed by a long, animalistic groan, Selena’s innermost muscles surrounding my cock begin rippling and squeezing me, which instantly slingshots my pleasure straight into the fucking stratosphere.
As bliss consumes me, my eyes roll back and my vision blurs like I’m overdosing on an illicit drug. Still in the throes of pleasure, I feel Selena’s body collapsing underneath mine onto the mattress, so I fall on top of her, incapable of holding myself up through my release.
When I’m capable of commanding my limbs again, I slide off Selena and onto my back, which allows her to flip onto her back next to me.
“I knew you couldn’t resist another round with a sex god like me for long,” I tease.
“I’m only human, after all.”
“So you say. Not sure I believe that, though. I think you’re supernatural.”
Selena giggles. “Want to know a secret? When you texted me, I was literally just about to text you.”
I turn my head to smile at her. “What? And risk me blocking your number?”
She bites her lip. “I like to live dangerously.”
Before I can reply to that, Selena’s phone pings on the nightstand, and she turns to grab it, murmuring, “It might be Drew.” She looks at her screen and snorts loudly, before tapping out a quick reply and returning the phone to its original spot on the nightstand. She smiles and says, “So, are you hungry?”
“Was that your son?” I ask. I realize it’s none of my business, but I’m intrigued by her obvious amusement.
“No, it was my friend, Lucy. The one with the red hair? Her daughter, Kelsey, works as a hostess at The Turnpike. You know that restaurant on 5th?”
I shake my head.
“It’s really good. Anyway, Kelsey texted her mom a photo of a certain couple who just got seated, so Lucy texted the photo to me.” Selena snickers. “Apparently, my ex is dining with a blonde tonight who barely looks old enough to drink.” She rolls her eyes. “I swear, the man’s got an addiction.” She waves her manicured hand. “It doesn’t matter. He’s not my problem anymore.”
“Let’s go!” I blurt.
“Where?”
“To the restaurant! Let’s let your ex see he’s not the only one dating someone young and hot as fuck!”
Selena snorts. “Thanks, but as hot as you are, I truly don’t give a shit about him. I certainly don’t want to waste our valuable time and your hotness trying to piss him off. I want you all to myself.”
I pull a face registering my disbelief. “You’re sincerely telling me it wouldn’t feel fucking amazing to see his face when he realizes you’ve been getting railed by a much younger, hotter dude with a much bigger cock, who fucking loves eating your pussy?”