Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
“Don’t get any ideas. Only my wife can have my cum.”
I glare at him. “Are you really turning down a blow job or the possibility of sex right now?” I lean up on my elbows and try to call his bluff.
“Yes.” He keeps stroking himself.
“Condom?” I suggest.
“Don’t own any.” He shakes his head like the idea is ridiculous, and I stare at him for a long moment.
“But…” I trail off, not wanting to go there. Then again if he never wears a condom, he might be doing me a favor by not letting me have any.
“There is only you, Amber. It’s the Strand way. One and only one woman will ever own us.”
I suck in a breath as I try to process what he’s saying. It’s a lot to take in, but warmth blooms inside of me because it makes me feel rare and special.
“My celibacy never bothered me until I met you. Since that moment, my cock has no control anymore.” He starts pumping himself fast.
“Henrik.” His name slips past my lips without my permission. My whole body is thrumming with need watching him jack off in front of me. I almost want to pout like a child because he won’t give me what I want.
“This is all I could do for months. I pictured you just like this, ready and waiting for me.” I want to squeeze my thighs together, but he’s standing between my knees. My clit begins to throb and I moan at the vision. “You feel it right now, don’t you? That uncontrollable need.”
He leans down over me, and he’s so close I can feel the heat of his cock against my wet folds. I’m so close to that thick length that my pussy clenches.
“For months I’ve been doing this.” His eyes are locked on mine. “I’ve imagined you in every position you can think of.” All I can do is whimper in response. “I have so many things planned for my baby girl.”
He shifts, and the head of his cock rests against my lower belly. I need him so badly, but the idea of him cumming on me is driving me to the edge. I’m jealous of all the times he touched himself and it could have been me.
“Henrik, please,” I plead with him, finally finding my voice.
He lets out a loud growl, and I watch him twist in pleasure as his hot release falls on my stomach. I can feel the warmth spread as he jerks his hand and more joins it.
“When you say the word ‘please.’” He swallows hard and shakes his head. “That’s all I need.” Then he’s leaning down and pressing his lips to mine.
The kiss is filled with passion and his soft lips mold to mine in every perfect way. He kisses me for so long, but it’s not rushed or like he’s ready to move on. He loves my mouth like it’s the only kiss he ever wants and like it’s the one thing keeping him alive. When he finally smiles at me, it’s so soft and tender until I see that wicked gleam spark.
“Now, are you going to be a good girl so I can eat your cunt?”
“Yes.” I nod and wiggle under him.
“Good girl.” He spreads my legs wider, making room for himself. “Even this pussy is perfect.”
He looks up at me over my mound and winks. “And it belongs to me now” He places a soft kiss on my lower lips, and I dig my fingers into the sheets, needing something to hold on to.
“Yes!” I gasp when his tongue finally slides between them and over my clit.
He circles it, driving me to the edge and back and drawing it out. As mad as I want to be at him, I have it coming with the way I’ve made him chase me.
He takes one long lick down my pussy before putting his tongue inside of me. His fingers dig into my ass as he lifts my butt off the bed a few inches so he can thrust it in and out. He’s trying to get as deep as he can, and I’m just as desperate for the same. It feels so fucking good to have him eat me, and I never want it to end.
I feel the brush of his thumb over my clit as I ride his tongue, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge. He releases my ass and then moves his mouth to where his thumb is giving me attention and flicks it over the sensitive bud a few times. His tongue is fast and hot, and I keep crying out as the low growl that comes from him rumbles into me.
It sends me over the edge once more, and I’m somehow energized and drained all at once. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life, and my legs shake as my blood ignites. I’m covered in a sheen of sweat, and I can’t catch my breath. My god, what did this man just do to me?