Total pages in book: 136
Estimated words: 130673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 523(@250wpm)___ 436(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 523(@250wpm)___ 436(@300wpm)
Our tongues were at war, and I walked her over to the crook between the aquarium and the emergency exit, the darkest corner of the restaurant. Our friends’ table was right in front of us. I could see their faces from the other side of the aquarium in my peripheral. If one of them walked toward the bathroom, they’d be able to see my broad back as I crowded her but not what I was about to do next.
I broke off our kiss, licking a path down her jawline, traveling south to the column of her neck. She tipped her head back, giving me full access, one hand gripping the back of my neck and the other clutching my erect cock through my slacks. She gasped at my size.
“How is this thing going to fit into my vagina?” she moaned.
“It’ll fit.” My tongue swirled its way down as I peeled off the corset of her dress, freeing those magnificent tits that didn’t require a bra. “It’ll fit your pussy.” I kissed the top of her right breast. “Your smart little mouth.” I kissed her lips. “The space between your wonderful tits.” I scraped my teeth over her left breast. “And your ass too.” I used my free hand to squeeze her ass cheek, my hand traveling down and forcing her thighs open for me from behind. I reared my head back to study her bare breasts. Fantastic. Pear-shaped, heavy, and tan. Her nipples were light brown, tiny, and on point.
I dove down to swirl my tongue around one areola. She hissed, rolling her hips to meet my crotch, her grip on my cock tightening through my slacks.
“Look how sweet and pliant you are,” I murmured into her breast. “Not so tough now, are you, Cosmos? Touch yourself until you’re ready for me.”
“Rhy, I’m already too—”
I bit the tip of her nipple gently. “More masturbating, less mouthing back.”
She groaned, bringing her hand into her panties and playing with herself.
I turned to give my attention to her other tit. It was just as delicious. Then I kissed her again, using the palm that was cupping the junction between her ass and her slit from behind to apply delicious, taunting pressure to her pussy, my fingertips grazing hers as she worked her pussy faster and harder. She had three fingers inside herself. Good, but not nearly enough. Past experience had taught me that women—especially narrow women like Dylan, judging by the finger I put in her earlier—needed proper prepping before I fucked them.
“Rhy, I can’t take this anymore. I’m embarrassingly soaked,” she moaned into my mouth.
I looked down to examine her panties. Jesus. They were ruined. It looked like she’d sat in a fucking bucket of water. Not gonna lie, the fact that she was so responsive made my dick harder than the Empire State Building.
“Take me out,” I ordered her, trying to keep the strain away from my voice.
She eagerly unbuttoned and unzipped me, pushing my Armani briefs down. My cock sprung out like a freaky clown from a jack-in-the-box. It was thick and long, with a fat crown glistening with precum and a natural curve that made it too easy for me to hit my partner’s G-spot.
Dylan gasped at the sight. “I’m never going to walk again.”
“Come on—we need to be fast. Put it in your underwear, but no penetration,” I ordered.
She stared at me, aghast. “Are you serious?”
“I’m always serious when I have my cock out in a public place and a pretty woman by my side.” I was downplaying the entire thing. I’d never done anything half as crazy as this with anyone else. And she was more than pretty. She was a work of art.
“I’ll die if you don’t fuck me.”
“Trust me. I’m prepping you now for next time, when we exchange clean health bills and things get serious.” I grabbed my cock and slid it into her panties.
Her pussy immediately made a slurping noise. My dick leaked more precum. This was bad. I mean, it was great, but I wasn’t sure how I was going to last more than five seconds once we did the dirty. Plus, the health-bill talk was bullshit. We’d already done enough to catch a whole lot of STIs.
Not that I cared. She could literally shoot me in the femur, and I’d say “thank you.”
Holding the base of my cock, I slid it up and down from the edge of her ass crack until my wet tip flicked her clit. Dylan threw her head back against the wall and moaned so loudly I wouldn’t be surprised if she woke people in Rhode Island.
“Rhy.”
“Shh, baby.” I pressed my palm over her mouth. “We need to be quiet. Now, take my cock and do what I just did. No penetration.”
She nodded eagerly, taking over, sliding the tip of my cock from one corner of her pussy to the other, up and down.