Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 29965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“We really shouldn’t, Chloe.” Although the words were almost a hoarse whisper from his lips, she could hear the raw desire nonetheless.
“Maybe you’re right, but I want to, so bad,” she whispered.
He ran his hand along the sides of her breasts and over her hips. He gripped her tightly and pulled her more fully back against him. As if her ass against his shaft was too much for him, he turned her around and lifted her easily onto the counter.
Her skirt rode up her thighs, and the chill of the tile beneath her bottom was a shock to her overheated body. His lips slammed down on hers with all the built-up passion and desire they both felt.
Chloe spread her legs wider to accommodate his big frame and felt her panties rub along her too-swollen pussy lips. Slowly, he ground his cock into her cotton-covered folds, teasing her until the words for him to finally be with her were right on the tip of her tongue.
She didn’t care if she begged for it, didn’t care at this point if she sounded pathetic. Chloe was on the verge of climaxing just from the feel of that jean-clad cock pushing against her body.
Dominic growled against her mouth and quickly went for the button of his jeans. The sound of it popping free and of the zipper sliding down sent shivers throughout her body. She leaned back, braced her weight on her hands and just stared at him. Her thighs were spread obscenely wide, and the air from the ceiling fan brushed along her sensitive skin.
Dominic took a step back, his gaze between her legs, his fingers still on the zipper of his pants. She could tell he was trying to talk himself out of it by the waging emotions on his face.
“Touch yourself,” he groaned, obviously those second thoughts leaving him.
Chloe reached between her legs and slipped her finger under the edge of her panties, doing what he said instantly. They weren’t anything sexy, just a pair of white bikini underwear. Could he see how soaked the material was? She didn’t doubt it, didn’t doubt the fabric was so wet he could see the small, triangular shape of trimmed hair between her thighs.
The air practically slammed in and out of him. His respirations were so increased and his eyes so glazed over she knew she was breaking his control.
What she was about to do was bold and wanton and so unlike Chloe, but she wanted to tempt him, wanted to make him as hot as she was.
She pulled the material to the side and exposed her soaked cleft. Her clit throbbed when the air touched it, and a gasp left her. She was drenched, so wet that as soon as the panties were out of the way she could feel her cream slide down her cleft. Anxiety suddenly slammed into her when she realized what she was doing. Never had she been so extreme, never had she tried to be the seductress. Heart slamming hard against her ribs, she ran the pad of one of her fingers along the swollen rise of her labia.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “More.”
She rubbed the bundle of nerves slowly before pulling it back so it showed her inner lips. Could he see how pink she was? Could he see how engorged her clit was? She could feel the tiny bud pulse and swell from her arousal. Just having her fingers so close to it was enough to have her on the verge of an orgasm.
“I can’t stop this, Chloe,” he said right before he pushed his pants and boxer briefs down his hips.
She felt her eyes widen when she finally got a look at what he had hidden behind his jeans. His cock was huge, thick and long, the head flared and bulbous and already seeping pre-cum at the tip. She licked her lips and heard him groan. The sound made her lift her gaze to his. He took a step toward her and dropped down onto his knees. Then he looked up at her, their gazes holding, her breath stalling.
“I want to taste you.”
She licked her lips and nodded slowly. God, she wanted that, too.
He leaned in, and the grunt of pleasure that left him was almost violent.
“You smell so fucking good,” he said right before he placed his mouth on her pussy, right over her panties.
She leaned back and braced herself on the counter once more. He was slow and methodic in his ministrations. But then she heard the sound of fabric tearing, and she looked down the length of her body to watch as Dominic tossed the remnants of her panties to the side.
He was an animal between her legs, licking and sucking, probing and teasing her until she murmured his name over and over, until she felt like she’d combust. He spread her pussy lips apart with his thumbs and sucked her clit in his mouth. Chloe found herself grinding her pussy against his mouth, and he growled in response, in approval. And then she felt her climax peak right before it claimed her.