Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 112903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Go there. Follow that feeling.
“You saved my life, you know,” I huff out.
Her teeth find my palm. Her eyes flash with something I don’t recognize. “Maybe you’re saving mine too.”
Before I can ask what she means by that, she wraps her fingers around my swollen length. I see stars as she firms her grip and gives me a tug.
“Talk to me. Tell me what you like.”
I close my eyes. Silently count backward from ten while I try to breathe through my nose. “Think about the things I did to you. Think about what you liked.”
That gives her pause.
“Trust me?” she asks at last.
My chest twists. I open my eyes. “Of course I trust you. I always have.”
She smiles at her line, her eyes taking on a mischievous gleam. “Good.”
Then she rises to her feet. She takes off my jacket and unbuttons my shirt. She drops them to the floor, and she guides my undershirt over my head.
My body pounds when she puts my hat back on my head before reaching for the rope. “Hands behind your back, cowboy.”
Holy fuck.
Sally is gonna tie me up. The girl who told me she forgot how to kiss is binding my hands behind my back.
Other guys made her lose her confidence. I’m helping her get it back.
She also called me cowboy.
My heart swoops.
She wraps the rope around my wrists and ties it in a tight knot. “I wanted to control the pace so badly, Wy. Like, I wanted to take a break when I needed it. But I couldn’t because I was tied up, and that made it…just…so hot, Wyatt. So, so hot. Not as hot as your thigh tattoo—”
“Few things are,” I say with a chuckle.
“But almost.”
My shoulders burn from being pulled back like this. The rope chafes against my wrists.
I like it.
I like it even more when Sally gets back on her knees. She looks at my dick, then up at me. “Last time I did this, it didn’t go well. I’m gonna need a lot of guidance. I promise you won’t offend me.”
Her willingness to learn—the way her hips flare out when she’s seated like this—I can’t take it. “I promise I’mma like what you do. Put your hand on me like you just did. That’s it. Hold me tight.”
She circles me with her fingers and squeezes, a pearlescent drop of pre-cum appearing on my head.
“Start by licking that up. I hope you like the taste of my cum, Sunshine.”
“Oh?” She’s teasing me as she sits up on her knees and leans in. “Why is that?”
I wanna howl when she presses her tongue to the slit on the underside of my head. Heat rockets through me, my hips jerking. “I want you to swallow me. All of me. You want me to pull out, I will. But I want to come in your mouth, same as you came in mine.”
“Okay.”
Okay. This woman is killing me.
“Keep licking. Lick it all up.”
Not only does she lick up every last drop. She also licks her lips, like she’s savoring me.
Meeting my eyes, she says, “More.”
I pull at the rope binding my wrists. It bites into my skin, but I don’t care. What I would give to grab her head right now. Hold it steady while I pump into her mouth.
But I can’t. As frustrating as it might be, Sally’s in charge.
“What next?” she asks, giving my dick a slow, hard tug.
I bite down on my cheek. “Spit on it.”
Her eyes go wide.
“Yes, Sunshine, I really want you to spit on my dick. The more lube we got, the better.”
“You really—”
“I ain’t askin’ you again. Spit on my dick, Sally. Then I want you to spread it around with your tongue before you take me inside your mouth.”
She blinks. “Okay.”
I growl at the sound she makes when she does as I told her. Her spit feels warm on my skin, made warmer when she licks ribbons of fire down my cock and back up again. Tip to root. Root to tip.
“That’s—good, Sunshine. Really fucking good.”
Her eyes flick to meet mine. “Ready?”
I’ve been ready my whole life to be loved by you this way.
“I am if you are.”
In reply, she tucks her hair behind her ears and presses her lips to my tip.
Sensation bolts through me. My balls contract. At this rate I really won’t last more than five seconds.
Maybe that’s a good thing. I don’t want this to be the first and only time Sally sucks my dick. The faster I come, the less she’ll have to endure.
Only the enthusiastic way she opens her mouth, bobs her head, and takes half of me in on a single swallow makes me think, Hell, she’s actually enjoying this, isn’t she?
“So. Good,” I sputter as she bobs up. Bobs down.
She scrapes me with her teeth and immediately pulls back, but I just laugh.