Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“I LOVE YOU SO FUCKIN’ MUCH, NADIA! FUCK! UHHH!!!”
She grew excited for he was clearly at the edge of explosion. She screamed when he somehow flipped her back right side up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He walked her back to the bed, threw her down onto her back, and slid nice and easy back inside of her within seconds.
Holding her down, he began to rotate his hips from left to right, then in circles, driving her mad. His pelvis bumped into her clit, over and over. His hands at her lower back, he propelled her into his menacing plunges. Her joyous screams overlapped his raucous grunts and groans. Sweat broke all over their bodies, making the tremendous fucking slippery and soaking wet. He dripped on her breasts, his hair a sopping mess. Loud clapping echoed alongside the beat of the music as his balls slapped against her swollen pussy lips.
“LENNOX, OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” He was so damn deep, it was like he was committing a beautiful murder: pussy homicide. She pushed her palms against his rocking pelvis, trying to control his pace and depth, but he slapped her hands away and pinned both of her wrists to the bed. That only turned her on more…
“Stop it! You’re a big girl, you can take it! TAKE THAT DICK!”
She shivered and came again, this time harder than the last. Each time he dove inside of her, he managed to thrust at that perfect angle and hit her G-spot. The man fucked like he was a professional gigolo, and she simply couldn’t get enough.
His body began to spasm, his complexion deepened, the vein along his forehead protruded, and she braced herself. A deep, guttural groan emerged from him, so poignant its echo flowed through her body. His hips bucked and jerked hard as he climaxed, shooting his warm semen within her. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed his nature tight as his long, thick rod throbbed within her. His high plateaued. He swallowed hard. Eyes closed. Sweat streaming down his face. One more involuntary spasm of his hips. A small jerk of the thighs. He fell down onto the bed beside her, his legs hanging off the edge.
As they lay side by side, their hands found one another and intertwined. No words were spoken. Only breathing. Rest. Sexy music.
And love.
She glanced over and saw his dick was semi-hard, though he seemed oblivious. She rolled over on top of him, took his cock into her mouth and sucked on it softly. He groaned and gently massaged her head as he fell once more into the pleasure. When he was nice and hard, she climbed on top of him and slid down his rigid shaft. He held her loosely around the hips as Usher’s, ‘Glu’ played its beat for them.
Pivoting up and down, she fought tears as she looked into his eyes. Happy tears. Sad tears, too. He smiled up at her—a slightly forlorn smile, matching her mood. He appeared to be reading her mind. He always seemed to know her next thought, even before she completed it.
His lips partially ajar, he began to thrust upward inside of her at an even pace.
“Something’s not right.” He seemed to choke out the words. “You’re holding back.”
“No, I’m pleasing you as much as I can.”
“No, baby. Not the sex… this feels fantastic. You are fantastic. I’m talking about something being on your mind. Whatever it is, you don’t want to tell me, do you?”
Her pulse quickened, but she kept riding him. Her hands pressed firmly against his chest as she rose up, then came down.
“It’s not that I—”
“Shhh…” His brows knitted, he gripped her hips tighter, pumping shallowly within her. “I know whatever you say right now won’t be the entire truth. Don’t say shit at all if you’re not going to give it all to me. I will never be satisfied with just pieces of you, Nadia, or pieces of the truth. Just like the other day when you told me about that motherfucker that followed you home!” His voice got harsher and his thrusts became sharper.
“And look what happened? I told you, and you threatened to kill him, and then you doubled down on that shit later. I don’t give a fuck about that guy, but I do care about your sanity, and you stayin’ outta trouble!”
“Don’t worry about me or that situation.” His eyes drew darker. “I want you to come at me correct, or not at all. I want from A to Zebra, not A to Give-a-fuck. If I can’t have the whole fuckin’ alphabet, just keep it to yourself until you can tell me… only make sure you do tell me. I know you, so I am sure you have good reason for not sayin’ anything. I’ll give you a little time and some grace for whatever it is. But I want to know, and I want to know in a timely manner. Do you understand me?” His voice was deep and timbered, his tone unyielding.