Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
"What a naughty girl..."
She swallows hard and squeezes her thighs together, her pretty green eyes sparkling in the light as she looks up at me.
"If you wanted my cock, all you had to do was ask?"
She scoots forward, her white teeth sinking into her bottom lip, and I release my grasp on her arm.
"Unbutton my pants, Flower. Feel how hard I am for you already."
She scrambles to her knees and works my jeans open, then shoves them down my thighs to let my cock fall out between us.
Her hands immediately cup me, sliding along my skin like she can't help herself.
I shake my head. "Wait a moment. What would..." I scan the page. "Count Vanderson think about you jumping ahead."
Her grin is worth the slight silliness I feel for reading her book.
I skim a little further, reading aloud now. "She takes me deep, sucking me down until the head of my cock breaches the back of her throat, making her gag."
I eye my little Flower over the edge of the spine. "Is that what you were touching yourself too? Imagining the characters?"
A pink tint flushes her ears and travels up her pale neck. "No, I wasn't imagining the characters. I was imagining us."
I crook my finger and point down. "Well, get started. Take me into your mouth and suck me deep."
“Really?” She blinks as if she can’t believe what I’ve said.
“Yes, Flower. Take my cock into your pretty little mouth. I want to see the tears sliding down your face while I fuck your throat.”
She grins at me, then reaches for my length. Her small hands stroke over my cock a couple of times before she lowers her mouth to the mushroom head. Her pink lips close over it as she draws me deep into her mouth.
Fucking hell. Yes.
I let out a long sigh and resettle my knees for stability. She has to be down on her knees and elbows to reach me with us both up on the bed, but I don't care. Just the sight of her on her knees, her warm, wet mouth wrapped around my cock and her tongue swirling over the tip sends me hurtling toward the finish line.
I clear my throat and skim another passage. "Lady Alara loves the way the broad head of his cock plunders the back of her throat. She touches herself to it as tears slide down her cheeks."
I lay the book flat, still open, pages down on the bed. "Well, let's be authentic then, shall we?"
Bel shifts and suctions her mouth harder, sucking me deeper. I sink my hand into the heft of her hair at the nape of her neck and thrust forward, hitting the back of her throat. She gags, her tongue sliding along the bottom of my shaft as she pulls away.
I allow her a few inches until she catches her breath. "Again, Flower. We won’t be stopping until I come down that pretty little throat of yours.”
She whimpers and slides her thighs together, but I can't give her release if the dear Lady Alara doesn't get any.
I pluck the book off the bed again and read further, then turn the page.
"Oh, looks like we are already off script." I shift my hips away, popping myself out of her mouth. "Take off your clothes. Let me look at you while I fuck your mouth."
Panting now, eyes wild behind her glasses, she shifts to her knees and strips out of the T-shirt, skirt, and underwear she's wearing. I’m so turned on by the image presented to me that I can feel my cock leaking pre-cum. I lick my lips again and stare down the soft pale length of her body. Damn, she is so fucking beautiful.
I pull her close again and steal a quick kiss, then grab her by the back of the neck. “Open your mouth, baby. I’m going to fuck your throat.” It’s the only warning I give her before I shove her down on my cock.
She lets out a mewl but doesn’t try to escape me. With her lips wrapped around me once more, I find the spot I left off. "Lady Alara likes his fingers inside her while he fucks her face hard enough to tear up."
My words earn me another moan. Fuck, she’s perfect. I drop the book again and fold forward, slipping my fingers down her ass crack and stopping once I find her soaked pussy. "So fucking wet, Bel. Damn."
I thrust my hips forward and plunge into her mouth hard and fast, pausing at the back of her throat, forcing her to swallow my length. Her throat contracts around me, pulling me deeper, and tears leak out of the corners of her eyes.
It’s a true sight to see.
"Yes, my Flower loves to be used like this. My beautiful little slut."
I plunge two fingers deep into her slick heat, curving my hand and press my thumb against the tight ring of muscles in her ass. With a little prodding, I slip inside and grin like the fucker I am as her knees quake at the added pressure.