Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
My nipple peaked.
It didn’t take much.
The rings made them more sensitive…and he would know that.
I closed my eyes when he repeated the process on the other side, this time going as far as to give an experimental tug.
I gasped.
He chuckled.
“Lay down and let me get this dress off of you,” he ordered.
I complied, leaning backwards gently and letting him work my dress off my hips with two slow pulls.
My panties went with the dress and, suddenly, I was left completely exposed to his gaze.
“God,” he whispered, leaning down into the bed to get a closer look.
His chest wedged my legs further open, and he looked down with a throaty growl before looking up at my face once again.
“I’ve wanted you for a fucking long time,” he said.
I bit my lip.
“Ever since you bought me that coffee.”
I didn’t reply.
“Watched you walk down the road in your tight little shorts was the biggest torture I’ve ever experienced in my life. If someone had you on the other side, flaunting your tight ass in your tight little shorts, I would’ve given up every one of my secrets in a heartbeat.”
I couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
I went with good, though.
“I’ve wanted you since I met you,” I admitted shyly.
He grinned, leaning down and putting pressure on my lower half.
“I know. Why do you think I tried so hard not to be around you?” he mused.
I shrugged, self-consciously crossing my arms over my upper half.
He caught my arms before they could make it around my chest to cover my breasts.
“Because you didn’t like me?” I guessed.
He stood up straight, then pulled me down to the end of the bed until my bare pussy rested against his still-clothed cock.
“No. Because I liked you too much. You’re Trouble, with a capital T. You’ll ruin me.” He ran his lips along my belly. “You’ll put me back together, but you’ll be a part of me when you’re through, and I’ll never be able to function without you ever again. Forever.”
My heart utterly melted at hearing this big, strong man say something so sweet.
“I won’t break you, I promise,” I assured him.
He grinned, then leaned back and studied my face.
“Are you on birth control?” He licked his lips as he slowly worked his belt loose.
I nodded. “Yeah. Since like, fifth grade.”
He stopped. “Please tell me you’re kidding.”
I giggled. “More like tenth grade…or maybe eleventh. Although I sucked at the pills, if you can remember. Which is why I’m on the shot. But it makes me fatter. I’ve gained fifty pounds since I started…”
He placed his hand over my mouth.
“All I need right now is a yes or a no,” he informed me.
I nodded, and he took his hand away from my mouth, fingers working nimbly on his shirt’s buttons.
Each one came loose, one by one, and by the very last one, I was practically squirming.
His eyes never left mine as he shrugged out of the shirt, finally exposing his upper body to me.
His nipple piercings weren’t bars today, but rings.
“Which is your favorite?” I asked him, thumbing my own nipples.
He shrugged. “The bars are easier for me to deal with, but the rings are more inconspicuous, which was why I wore them to the wedding. What about you?”
I shook my head. “I don’t ever change mine out of the rings.”
His eyes stayed focused on my breasts as he pulled his pants open and let them slide down to his feet, leaving him in only boxer briefs and socks.
I whimpered.
His cock, from what I could see of it, was exceptionally big. Long and thick.
It ran down the inside of his thigh, and the snug fit of his underwear held it securely in place.
Suddenly, I wasn’t staring at his boxer-brief-covered cock anymore. His massive, awesome, I-want-to-ride-it-right-now, lovely penis filled my view.
I gulped when I got a look at the size.
“Jesus,” I breathed.
I heard his rumbling laugh, but I couldn’t take my eyes off his dick.
He had a piercing there, too.
A bar that was at the base of his cock.
“You’ve got a pierced dick,” I whispered, eyes darting to his before they went directly back down again.
“It’s called a pubic surface piercing. And I did it on a bet. Turns out that I liked it…and so did the ladies,” he murmured.
I glared at him.
“I didn’t need to know that,” I told him.
“Well,” he shrugged, leaning down until his mouth hovered just over the tip of my nipple. “I’ll just show you instead.
His mouth captured my nipple right around the same time he ground the hard length of him against my clit, causing me to moan in excitement.
His tongue flicked and circled the ring as he held my nipple between his teeth.
His hips weren’t idle, either, as they ground down into me.
My eyes closed on their own accord, and I started to writhe underneath him.