Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 552(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 552(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
“Mmm,” I moan against her, making her head thrash back and forth.
Her skin is tanned and silky-smooth, but I know immediately I can’t yet see enough of it.
I need her bare.
Roughly, I grab the straps of lace at the sides of her hips and pull, scooting the thin thong material down her legs and out of sight with a toss over my shoulder.
She moans, and I put my mouth back to her, this time without anything in between.
Fucking hell, she tastes good.
Up and out, her knees spread to give me better access, and I groan my approval. Too many women do the clench when I go down on them, scared to fully let themselves go in the moment. But there’s nothing sexier than a woman who knows how much a man loves to lick her pussy and owns it.
Scooting my hands under her ass, I bring her closer to my mouth and eat like a man starved.
She gasps, breathing harder and harder and harder until a gush of deliciousness hits my tongue.
I drink all her goodness down until she stops shaking, and only then do I roll onto my back, shove my pants down, grab a condom out of my pocket, sheath myself, and reach for her.
Swiveling her hips, I position her on top, those glorious thighs of her straddling my hips, and feed myself inside her, inch by inch.
Her pussy clenches and her body shakes with adrenaline, and I have to close my eyes briefly because it all feels so fucking good.
“Come on, baby,” I tell her. “Show me what you can do. Your turn to have fun.”
She bites the flesh of her bottom lip with her straight white teeth and closes her eyes as she lifts up gently and sets herself back down.
I reach for her face, grazing her cheek with the pad of my thumb. “Keep your eyes open. I want to look at you.”
The green of her irises sparkles with indecision and insecurity as she follows my command, and I immediately soften my voice.
“Go fast, go slow. Whatever you want, Sophie. And I promise, whatever you do, it won’t be wrong.”
She nods slowly and then lets her head fall back until the tips of her long brown hair skim the tops of my thighs. It’s the most intoxicating sensation.
Slowly, she moves up, letting me fall from her center slowly, and then sinks down, in one smooth stroke that nearly robs me of the ability to think at all. She’s sexy as hell, that much I knew, but this unexpected level of shyness is a turn-on I never knew existed.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Take me how you want me.”
Bolstered by my words, she moves up and down again, this time taking me a little faster and harder. Her ass puts just the right amount of pressure on my balls during her downstroke and makes me groan.
“Goddamn, you’re sexy. Again, baby. Do it again.”
Up and down, up and down, slowly, ever so slowly, she builds both confidence and a rhythm that drives me crazy. I don’t know if it’s the fact that it’s been a few weeks since I’ve fucked or what, but goddamn, does she feel good.
Grasping her hips, I hold on tight as she rides me, swirling her hips and licking her lips while her tits bounce beneath her slinky dress.
Damn. Sophie Sage is hot as fuck.
My pulse pounds and my ears start to ring as my climax climbs to escape from my dick.
“Faster, Soph,” I coach her, knowing she’s on the brink of coming again and wanting so badly to make sure she does it before I do.
“Oh God,” she whimpers, her head dropping back as the wave of pleasure starts to roll over her. “Oh God, oh God, oh God!” she yells then, her tits bouncing so deliciously during her frenzy that I know, without a doubt, they have to be the next thing I taste.
“Yeah, Sophie, come,” I beg, feeling my toes curl involuntarily with impending orgasm.
Finally, she lets go, dropping her chest forward and onto me, and my own climax hits me so hard, I swear to everything holy, I think I see stars.
Our breathing is ragged and our skin is flushed, and still, all I can think about is having her again.
“Next round,” I say softly, “you’re going to be naked and riding my cock in the shower.”
Tuesday, March 6th
Sophie
My legs feel like lead and my arms are sore, and opening my eyes feels as though I’m doing it under a heavy blanket. It takes me a minute to come into any kind of awareness, but once I do, memories hit me with a vengeance.
I’m tired, I’m sated, and holy hot sex, I cannot believe all the things that happened last night.
Scouring the sheets next to me with tentative fingers, I hope with all my might that this doesn’t have to be super awkward. I mean, we’re adults, right? So what if we got a little wild and spent the night together without me even knowing his last name?