Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 153268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 766(@200wpm)___ 613(@250wpm)___ 511(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 153268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 766(@200wpm)___ 613(@250wpm)___ 511(@300wpm)
“Never been this sure in my entire life,” I admitted. This time, not a lie.
“If you feel uncomfortable and scared…” he started.
“I won’t,” I promised, and our eyes met across the length of my body.
“Good. Because I’m going to eat your cunt like it’s fucking ice cream, and come for seconds and thirds,” he informed me, businesslike, swirling his tongue over my ankle bone, my heel clasped inside his rough hand.
A ticklish, delightful sensation traveled up my leg like a spark, detonating at my center. “Ahhhh. So, unfortunately, I didn’t actually shav—”
“Don’t care.” He reached to remove my other shoe, repeating the process of kissing my ankle, my foot, down to my little toes.
“No, seriously. There’s a lot going on down ther—”
“Sounds like fun. I’m eager to explore.” My sneakers fell to the floor with a thud, and he tugged my sweatpants off, revealing my black cotton panties. His lips quirked with a smile as I lost all decorum, spreading for him, wide and eager. “Yeah, open those beautiful thighs. I want to see your pink cunt dripping for me. That’s my girl.”
My. Girl. Heaven was a place on Earth and it was Row Casablancas’s bed.
He rolled his hot tongue along my leg, inching north to my inner thigh, lowering himself to his knees inch by inch as he tasted my skin. When he reached my apex, he buried his face in my slit through my panties, inhaling deeply. A rush of heat ran between my legs, making every muscle in my body tense with anticipation. My breath hitched as Row began kissing my inner thighs like they were my mouth, swirling his tongue, nuzzling his nose, making me open my legs wider. I grabbed one of his pillows and moaned into it loudly.
A hand reached from between my legs, grabbing the pillow and tossing it on the floor. “No fucking way. I want eye contact.”
“But I’m embarrassed,” I whined.
“Being perfect is a lot of pressure. I get it.”
“Row.” I grabbed a fistful of his hair, tugging him closer, arching my back, my pussy quivering with anticipation. “Why’d we wait so long?”
He raised his head from between my legs, scowling at me. “Because you are stubborn, annoying, indecisive, flak—”
“Okay, okay.” I pushed his head back into my crotch. “Go back to doing what you do best.”
He took his sweet time, kissing me through the fabric of my panties torturously slowly. “You smell like heaven.” One of his palms pressed against my inner thigh, his pinky hooked into my panties so that he tickled my tight hole. Not penetrating, but teasing it enough that it added more pressure to my building orgasm. His other hand snaked up my body, pushing my sweater up until it was rolled halfway on my breasts.
“Dot?”
“Hmm?” I moaned and thrashed, close to climaxing before he’d even paid my pussy attention.
“Play with your pretty tits for me.”
I reached for one of my breasts and plucked a nipple, a shot of electricity running from my spine to between my legs. I hadn’t realized how full and delicate my boobs felt.
“Yeah, baby. Just like that. So beautiful. So innocent. So mine.” He sank his teeth into my flesh through my panties, biting and dragging his upper teeth all the way down to my crack. I shuddered, my muscles burning, the desire so intense I forgot to draw a breath.
“Slap your tit, Cal,” he instructed. I did. Oh crap. It felt good. Another rush of heat moved between my legs, and I knew he could see and smell how soaked I was. My panties were drenched.
“Row, please.”
He scraped the edge of my panties away with his teeth, removing them bit by bit like a curtain being drawn. “Say it,” he demanded hoarsely. “Give me your words. For once in this goddamn life, you come to me.”
I was about to come to him, at him, and on him. I popped my head up, and our eyes met through the valley of my breasts. We were both panting hard. “Please shove your tongue inside me before I die.”
“Good girl.”
“Say that again.”
“You’re my good, obedient girl. As such, you’ll get rewarded accordingly. Eyes on me now. I want you to see the filthy things I do to you.”
He pressed his thumb to my clit and pulled upward, dragging his tongue across my slit, bottom to top. His lips clasped around my clit. I flung my head back and groaned. My entire body was shaking as he pried me open, strong fingers spreading my ass cheeks and cunt, fucking me mercilessly with his tongue, in and out, in and out, his pinky stroking my anus playfully. Every time I squirmed or tried to move away from the intensity, he’d let go of one of my ass cheeks and slap one of my nipples. The pleasure was so intense, and there was nowhere to escape. I never thought I could be so open with someone, so trusting, so bare again.