Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62724 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62724 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
The edge of his teeth grazes and nips at the engorged bud of my clit constantly. I don’t want to climax yet. I want to make it last, but it is too good. Too amazing. I rock my hips to the maddening burst of ecstasy through my body until I am completely sated.
“Now, I want you to get naked and ride me.”
I love the sound of those words, the incredibly seductive tone in which he speaks them is beyond exciting.
I pull myself down his body until my ass sits on his crotch, and pull my clothes off my body. His eyes never leave my body. He leans forward and squeezing both my breasts together sucks both nipples into his warm, wet, velvety mouth. I watch him in wonder. This is my man. Mine. It seems too incredible to believe, but he is.
My breasts start to throb with pleasure. By the time my nipples pop out of his mouth they are swollen and tingling.
He looks up and our eyes meet, my heart feels as if it would burst with happiness.
“Now. Do it now,” he says.
I grab his cock to position it at my entrance. We are both slick and ready, so when I take him inside me the entrance is a smooth and flawless glide.
“Ah,” I whimper, as my sex sheaths his hard cock like a second skin.
I run my hand across his chest, my eyes clench shut as my body tries to adjust again to his size. Already, my sex has forgotten how big he is. Hell, he is buried so deeply inside of me I feel his thick hardness filling me all the way to my abdomen.
He lifts his upper body off the mattress, and the shift sends a sharp burst of pleasure tearing through me. He pulls his shirt over his head and his smooth, flawless skin, carved into the ridges of his torso is fully on display. I lean forward to cover his nipple with my mouth knowing it will drive him crazy. He has very sensitive nipples. When his hand comes up involuntarily to cover the hardened little buds, I seize his wrists with a laugh, and weld them to the bed on either side of him.
“Konstantin,” I warn.
He gives me a heart wrenching look.
I lean forward and suck him again. He groans with pleasure.
I move my mouth upwards for a deep kiss. I suck his tongue mindlessly. Oh, how I missed this. Then I shower more kisses down his jaw. I nibble on his chin, deliberately let the tips of my breasts graze against his chest, and suck on the skin just above the frantically beating pulse in his neck. I move my lips to his neck, and down to his chest, licking, tasting, sucking, and grating my teeth across his supple flesh.
All the while my hips are rocking on him, in a slow, beguiling rhythm. Every time we are joined together like this, I’m all the more awed by him. It feels as though I’ve been completely transported off the earth, and thrown into another dimension where I’m not whole without him inside me.
With my knees planted firmly on the mattress, I writhe against him, guiding his cock in a to and fro motion inside of me. I do it until I can see the muscles bulging in his neck with tension.
Finally, I’m ready to fuck him properly.
With my hand planted solidly on his chest, I lift my ass off his crotch, the friction of his cock grating against my walls. It’s all too sweet to process. My vision blurs and all of my focus zeroes in on the place where we are joined.
I stop just as the head is about to pop out of me. His cock completely coated with my slickness. I do a little shimmy with my hips. A sensual circle that makes his mouth open in a silent gasp. I slide back down on him.
The next time I pull my sex up him, I come back down with a vicious slam.
“Holy fuck,” he pants, “Raine.”
My head and heart swells with smothering heat. I think I’m going to climax. My gaze feels narrow and fuzzy. I force myself to think of something else. But my mind is blank. Fuck it. If I climax, I climax. I deserve it for today’s performance in court.
I begin to ride him ruthlessly, lifting my hips and pumping back down his raging cock. My hips move with the fluidity of a snake, gyrating, grinding against him.
I thought I would climax before him, but instead I watch him come apart before me, and it’s beautiful. I see him, the man who is always in control, lose control. His head thrashing from side to side.
While watching him I feel myself start to shatter, my walls contracting violently as my orgasm sears through me like a bullet. I break into pieces, every piece exploding with delicious sensations. I scream, not caring if the housekeeper hears me. This is the only way I believe I will be able to hold onto my sanity.