Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“I’m so fucking happy I met you, Golden.”
“Likewise, buddy.”
He snorts and then gently kisses my mouth. The soft, sweet kiss turns desperate quickly. Between my pants and mewls, he manages to pull off my sweatshirt and then his. Next, he removes our undershirts. I save him the trouble of figuring out the clasp of my bra and unhook it with a flick of my fingers. Once it’s unfastened, he tugs it away, practically throwing it.
“So beautiful.” Two cups my breasts and sweeps his thumbs over my nipples. “Perfect. Like you, Golden.”
“You can’t see them,” I whisper, trembling at his touch.
“Everything about you is beautiful. I don’t have to see them right now to know this.”
His words melt my heart and then his mouth is back on mine. We each fiddle with our own jeans and awkwardly yank out of them while still managing to kiss. Somewhere in all that chaos, we kick out of our shoes, too. When his big hands cup my ass over my panties, I let out a gasp.
“Still good?” he murmurs. “We don’t have to go any further.”
I cup his straining cock over his boxers. “No. I want this. Now.”
He yanks down my panties and then does the same with his boxers. We’re naked. Completely naked. Well, aside from our socks, but neither of us seems eager to remove those. With practiced ease, he lifts me up by my ass. I wrap my legs around his waist, whimpering when his erection rubs against my pussy.
This is it.
We’re going to seal the deal.
Us.
He gently lowers us to the ancient bed. It squeaks and protests under our weight but doesn’t collapse. Now that we’re closer to the light, I can see his handsome face.
“You’re beautiful too, you know,” I whisper, admiring how gorgeous he is. “I like staring at you.”
He smirks. “Weirdo.”
A small laugh tumbles out of me and then he’s kissing it away. I expected for him to get right to business, but he doesn’t. Slowly, he starts kissing down my chest, taking time to suck on each of my nipples along the way.
“W-What are you doing?” I ask, groaning with need. “I, uh, I don’t know what to do.”
He nips at my stomach. “Spread your legs and try to stay quiet.”
His filthy words have my heart doing a summersault. I part my thighs as he makes his way lower and lower and lower and—oh God! The slick flick of his tongue along my clit has me seeing immediate stars. Before I can even recover, he’s licking again and again. I can’t help but thread my fingers into his hair and tug, desperately needing whatever it is he can give to me.
And oh my God does he deliver.
I’ve seen the man tongue his butterscotch candies wildly and his tongue on my clit is no different. He licks and sucks at it as though it’s just as sweet as his beloved treat. All I can do is stifle my needy moans and hang on for the duration of this Two ride.
As he torments my clit, I feel one of his fingertips slicking over my opening. Then, gently, he eases it inside me. My mind runs wild with the sensation and wondering what it’d feel like to have more of him inside me. All of him. Satisfied that I can easily take his finger, he urges another one inside. This stings at the stretch, but I love it.
“More,” I beg, tugging at his hair. “I need more.”
He pulls off my clit long enough to breathe out, “Come first, Gemma. Come all over my tongue, pretty girl.”
His words have me spiraling with lust and love and longing. I don’t ever want to lose this feeling. Two has opened me up to a world I never knew existed. He expertly massages me inside my body while teasing me on the outside. It doesn’t take long before I detonate with a strangled cry. He reaches a long arm up my torso and covers my mouth, stifling the sound while I quiver and jolt from my orgasm.
Sensing I’m past the loud part, he removes his hand off my mouth and then pulls his fingers out of me. I feel empty and boneless. When he gets off the bed completely, my heart starts to pound with panic.
“W-Where are you going?”
He returns seconds later, flashing a condom at me. “I’m still here, Golden. I’m always here.”
I watch in fascination as he tears open the foil and slides the rubber down over his impressive cock. Then he uses his wet fingers to coat the outside of his sheathed cock.
“Ready?”
“More than ever.”
With his cock in hand, Two prowls over my body until our mouths meet for a fiery kiss. I can taste the distinct flavor of my own juices on his tongue mixed with a faint hint of butterscotch. I decide it’s not terrible and I love how it got to be there in the first place. He lines up the tip of his cock against my center but doesn’t push inside.