Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 124690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 623(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 623(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
“I love your cock…sooo much. I love, love it!” She sucks the tip, sliding her pink tongue around the edge.
“Fuck,” I groan, and I’m gone. My head thumps on the bathroom stall. I’m going to allow her to suck me off in a shithole and love it. Her tongue licks my slit and then she takes me all the way to the back of her throat.
“God, Kitten, you are the best.” My voice is like gravel.
She smiles up at me. “I ought to be. You’re the one who taught me.” Her hand grabs at my base and squeezes tight. Then her mouth—that fucking sweet mouth—is sucking my cock hard. With every bob of her head, she tries to take me farther until I’m ready to jet off in her warm mouth. I fist her thick dark hair and guide her head as she makes the hottest sucking noises. Her other hand goes to my tight balls and starts to massage them as her lips suck my cock deep. I lean my head back, banging it against the door, letting Tess use her magic on my dick. In and out she sucks and pumps her hand.
“Yeah… Kitten, that’s it, I’m going to come. You ready?”
She moans her want and squeezes my balls tight. And I literally explode in her mouth. Spasm after spasm of ecstasy spurts into the back of her throat.
“Fuck… Tess.” I jerk one last time. Pulling her up, my hands under her arms, I kiss her, my tongue going deep inside her mouth. Tasting myself on her tongue, I pull back. “Sorry, that was a lot to swallow, wasn’t it?”
Her eyes are half-closed, and she looks so magnificent I rub my heart. Taking her hand, I place it on my tattoo. We don’t talk. I lean my forehead on hers. Our moment is broken by a rude pounding and kicking on the door.
“Give us a minute,” I yell, and Tess’s eyes get wide.
“Reed,” she hisses. “You’re not allowed in here. I’m the one who does the talking.” She grabs some clean paper towels to dry me off, noticing one of the towels she was using as a buffer is stuck to her knee.
“Gross.” She tosses it off. “We will… I mean, just a minute.” She laughs, moving her hands away. I pull up my shorts and kiss her swollen red lips.
“You’re ridiculous.” Swatting her ass, I unlock the door. An angry-looking woman, sixtyish with tattoos, pushes past us and slams the door, mumbling about youth. Lacing our fingers together, we walk over to the bar and signal for the check. The bartender takes one look at Tess and smirks as he sets the printed bill down. Fucker. I have half a mind to give him a shitty tip, but that’s not my style, and again, it’s not his fault Tess is drop-dead gorgeous. I leave a couple hundred on the bar and take her out into the warm sunny afternoon.
Blinking as our eyes adjust to the day, we hail a cab back to our apartment. She pretty much passes out. I tuck her in and make myself a sandwich, take a shower, and slip into bed with her. She turns and mumbles how much she loves me. With half her body on top of mine, I fall into a peaceful sleep.
Morning sunlight blinds me. I must have forgotten to shut the blinds last night. Reaching for Tess, my hand feels nothing but a crumpled sheet. I bolt up from our empty bed. As I’m getting ready to search for her, I hear the toilet flush and flop back onto the mattress. I don’t know what has spooked me.
“Tess? You okay, Kitten?” She opens the bathroom door, and I chuckle at her appearance. I can honestly say that no matter what Tess does, I always find her beautiful. That being said, this morning her pale face and wild hair have definitely got me wanting to take care of her.
Getting up, I guide her back to bed. “Kitten?” I lay her down and slide in behind her, pulling her tight to my warm chest. I land kisses on her neck. “Did you throw up?”
“Yes, I’m never drinking again!” She groans. “Why did you let me get into that condition?”
Laughing, I say, “I tried to stop you, but you kept ordering more shots, then insisted we play pool. Remember that? Your fucking skirt was so short, every time you leaned over the table, I had to stand behind you so that no one saw what belongs to me.” I rub her stomach in gentle circles as she moans again.
“I feel like shit, Reed.” She snuggles her tight ass on my erection, all whiny and needy the way she always is when she’s hungover. I love it.
“I can see that, baby.” I kiss and suck her neck, licking her ear, moving my hips to rub my hard cock in between her ass cheeks. “Maybe I can help.” Rubbing her stomach, I slide my hand in between her legs. She’s already wet.