Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
She was shuffling beside me and then I heard the distinct sound of wet pussy being rubbed. She wasn’t…
Fuck, she was. She was playing with herself.
I rolled over and faced her. She was beside me, only her head outside of the blankets and the blankets were tented with her knees being up and open.
She let out a sweet little breathy moan and I was gone.
I pushed her leg down so I could cross over and get between her thighs and then I attacked her pussy with my mouth. She was soaked, panting for me.
I ravished her pussy like a man in an eating contest. She went off like a bottle rocket, coming in under thirty seconds and then I moved up and freed my cock from my underwear and rammed it inside her, glaring at her.
She raked her nails up my back and it fucking stung, making me arch.
“Your cock. I want it harder. Fuck me harder,” she demanded and dug her nails in.
“Don’t.” I gritted my teeth and slowed my pace. I went to pull out.
“Don’t stop. Fuck me harder. I need it rough. Take me, make me blank out. Give me what I fucking need.” She slapped my face, full force and I was startled. I pinned her hands above her head.
“The fuck did you just do?” I reared back and asked redundantly because we both knew that she just smacked me in the fucking face.
She struggled. “Fuck me!”
“Tia, shut up, you’ll wake everyone.” I was right in her face.
“Make me shut up,” she challenged and then she bit my lip.
She’d gone wild. This was like Costa Rica. She’d get pissed at me or she’d sense I needed a release and turn it into a sex game to get her aggression out, to let me get mine out. She told me she liked that when her head got fucked up, I could help. She said that submitting during rough sex would let her let go of whatever was pent up.
But, I hadn’t been aggressive lately. She was pregnant, for fuck’s sake. And we’d had a few close calls in Costa Rica where I’d nearly lost it. The last time, the time I went too far, she’d also slapped me in the face.
“You gotta stop fucking pushing me,” I demanded, covering her mouth with my hand. “And shut up. You wanna wake the kids?”
She clamped her legs around my thighs and rocked against my cock, which was against her stomach. I glared at her. I took my hand away from her mouth and pointed my index finger at her, about to warn her.
“Are you still hard?” she whispered.
I glared. Was she fucking shitting me? Of course, I wasn’t.
“Let me get you hard again. Take me hard, baby. If you can’t, I’ll use my fingers.”
I stared, seething, breathing hard, shaking my head in absolute astonishment.
She squirmed out from under me and then turned over on her belly, tipping her ass up in the air for me. I spun her back to her back.
“Stop this shit, Athena. Right fucking now.”
“Are you hard or do I gotta get myself off? I need it rough, Tommy. So rough I’ll feel it for days.”
Why that made me hard, I didn’t know. But it fucking did. I lifted her legs up and drove my hips forward, my cock hitting home to the root. I was gritting my teeth, but she had me worked up.
Her head rolled back. “Ye!.”
I grabbed her by the back of the head and crushed my lips to hers.
And I fucked her hard, kissing her hard, pulling roughly on her hair. And she fucking loved it. I bit down on her nipple and she broke the skin on my ass cheeks with her nails.
She began struggling to flip me back over. I let her. She rode me, shoving my hand between her legs. I got the message and worked her clit until she came again, hard, so hard that I covered her mouth again because this was a big hotel suite and the sleeping family were on the other side of the place but she was being really fucking loud.
She rode that wave a minute and then collapsed onto my chest. I was breathless but I was also close to coming. I raked my hands through my hair and looked down at the top of her head. Her body started to shake. She was crying; her whole body was shuddering.
I flipped her back onto her back and slowed my pace, taking it from rough fucking to sweetly making love. I was touching her face, raining kisses on her.
I whispered,
“I love you. You’re mine. No one is gonna take you from me. You’re not gonna take you from me, you hear me?”
“I won’t.”
“You sure? Feels like you’re trying.”
She shook her head, sniffled, and tried to hide her face in my shoulder. I tipped her chin up so she had no choice but to pay attention.