Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
“I need you.”
He slowly shook his head, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt the way he smoothed his thumbs up and down, so close to the place I needed him to touch, yet so far away I felt this frustration fill me. But he didn't move, just kept staring at me, and I knew what he wanted. I knew what Fen wanted me to say.
“I…” I swallowed roughly. Could I be so bold? So brave in the face of my desire? And still he sat there, solid as stone, and the only things he moved were those thumbs perilously close to my pussy. “I need your mouth on my pussy.” His groan ripped from him a second before he had his face between my thighs. I forced myself to watch for as long as possible, staring as Fen licked at my most private part—such a turn-on.
And when he opened his eyes and stared up the length of my body to look into my eyes, my mouth parted and a soft sound left me. He held my gaze with his as he devoured me, his thick, pink tongue pushing through my folds before circling my clit and sucking it into his mouth. It was like he wanted me to watch, wanted me to see the filthy things he did to me.
And I was shocked that I wanted that too.
He growled as he sucked on my clit, and the vibrations had my thighs involuntarily clenching around his face as I exploded. He hummed in approval, and when I felt him tease my opening with one of his thickly masculine fingers, I felt my climax heighten even more.
The pleasure went on and on, and the entire time, Fen kept sucking on my clit. I cried out, wantonly writhing for him, thrusting my pussy against his face, and trying to hang onto my sanity. When things became too sensitive, I tried to push him away, but he snarled, growled, and refused to relinquish his spot. He moved down to suck on my pussy opening, pushing his tongue into me until my inner muscles clenched around him. He grunted and had a thumb on my clit, rubbing that small bundle of nerves back and forth until I came again.
I tossed my head back and squeezed my eyes shut, my thighs falling open on their own so I was lewdly on display. “Fen!” I cried out his name over and over again as I rolled my hips against his mouth.
It was only when I sagged against the table that Fen lifted his head from between my thighs. I lifted my head and looked at his face, noting his mouth and chin were soaked from my orgasm, glossy, his lips red from what he’d done to me. And while holding my eyes with his again, he dragged his tongue over his lips, licking all that wetness from his mouth. He sat up straighter and ran his hand over his chin, gathering the wetness that hadn’t been on his lips and running his tongue up the center of his palm, licking all my juices off.
My eyes felt wide, my mouth parted at what he’d just done. It was strangely… exciting to see him do that, and my pussy clenched again, my arousal barely sated despite two orgasms. I managed to sit up, my body feeling weak. But Fen was right there, his hand curled around my nape possessively as he pulled me in and slanted his mouth on mine, pushing his tongue past my lips and making me taste our mingled flavors.
I gasped, my hands lifting and curling around his broad shoulders, his scent and taste filling my head and making me feel as if I’d drunk mead. It was a light-headed and euphoric feeling inside of me.
He broke away, panting, and rested his forehead against mine. He had one hand on my waist, the other still curled around my nape. I loved his touch, loved the heat that came from his calloused skin, the kind that speared deep inside me and had me yearning to feel our naked bodies pressed together so he covered me with that searing warmth.
With a sigh, he let his hand slide off the back of my neck, the same with his hand on my waist, and leaned back in his chair. But he still stared at me.
“Never have I seen anything more beautiful than you.”
My heart stuttered in my chest at his words.
“You’re my everything, the most important thing to me, Prima.”
“Fen,” I whispered, licking my lips and not knowing what else to say.
He exhaled and ran a hand over his jaw, this almost tight, weary expression on his face. And that's when I let my gaze move down to his lap, where he sported the biggest, hardest, and thickest erection imaginable. At least it looked like that to me. I’d never seen one save for his, and I had to imagine he wasn’t average size, not when his girth seemed to be the same thickness as my wrist.