Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I close my eyes at the same time his tongue touches me, allowing a pleasant warmness to crawl under my skin and nestle in my bones. Slowly moving his tongue up and down my pussy, he starts building up a rhythm, my moans becoming louder with each passing second.
Then, no warning whatsoever, he dives into me again. Instinct kicks in and, grabbing his head, I thrust while he presses his mouth against my pussy. A sudden tower of fire rises from my pussy and goes straight into my brain, turning all my thoughts into ash. Now that he’s sucking on my pussy lips, lapping at them with his tongue, I couldn’t care less about the fact that he’s my stepbrother. Hell, he could be Santa Claus for all I care. All I know is that Sloane knows how to use his tongue, and that’s more than enough to win a woman over.
“That’s… so… good…” I manage to say between breaths, my body temperature rising as I keep on swaying my hips, rubbing my fluids over his mouth. He uses his tongue to jab at my insides, tilting his head sideways as he devours my pussy lips, and I lose all track of time.
Perhaps noticing that I’m about to lose all control, he decides to kick it up a notch; he places one arm over the leg I have on his shoulder, and then presses his thumb right above my clit. This time I don’t moan—oh, no, this time I scream.
“Fuck,” I hiss, gritting my teeth as my muscles start to tense up, pleasure pooling inside every fiber of my body. “Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I plead, locking his head in place while I keep my pussy tightly pressed against his face. Even if he wanted to stop, I don’t think I’d let him do it.
Running his tongue up and down, in and out, he drives me to the edge of pleasure and I have no other option but to fall down and dive head first into an ocean of ecstasy. The orgasm hits me in a fraction of a second, exploding inside my body like a grenade, spitting its fragments of pure delight everywhere. There’s fire and ice in my mind, an apocalyptic storm raging inside every single one of my brain cells.
“Where did you learn that?” I ask him the moment I’m capable of speech once more, my lungs working desperately to get the air in.
“I was born this way,” he says, pulling back from me. I grin as I see my fluids dripping down my chin, and I realize that I still want more of this. Taking my leg out from his shoulder, I plant the sole of my feet against his chest and then push him down. He falls back on his ass, and then I force him to lie down on the floor. He does it willingly, looking up at me with a feverish expression on his face.
“You’re fucking wicked,” he tells me as I place my feet on the side of his head and lift up my dress, giving him a good view of my pussy.
“That’s my middle name, brother,” I reply, the word ‘brother’ tumbling out of my lips like a drug. I lower my body, placing my knees on the side of his head, and then let my pussy fall on his open mouth. Sitting on his face, I lean forward and place both my hands on the floor for support. “Oh, God,” I breathe out, his lips and tongue working my pussy with feverish movements.
Swaying my hips back and forth, I rub my pussy against his mouth. This time I’m the one taking control of my clit; using only two fingers, I place them on top of that sensitive spot and start stroking it softly, the movement of my fingers matching the rhythm of his tongue.
I close my eyes as I ride his face, surrendering to the feeling of pure bliss that drifts through my veins. My God, I didn’t know that I could have such pleasure just from being eaten out.
“I think my pussy is in love with your mouth,” I say out loud, not knowing if he can hear me, being that my thighs are pressing against his ears. Still, judging by the renewed effort with which he licks me, I’d say he heard me loud and clear.
I grit my teeth so hard that I might shatter them, the hot coals of pleasure burning up inside me once more. Flames of delight grow tall inside my loins and then spread outward, consuming everything on their path and forcing me to scream so loud that I’m guessing every tenant in One57 has heard me. Well, screw it; let them hear it.
I hold my position until the final waves of pleasure wash over me, every single muscle in my body trembling as if I’m running a fever. Only then do I roll to the side, sprawling all my limbs as exhaustion takes over. I feel as tired as if I’ve just finished running a marathon. And, still, that insidious voice of lust inside me keeps on whispering: more, more, more. It seems like I won’t be getting any rest any time soon.