Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Let me see if you taste as sweet as you sing, baby girl.”
My mouth presses to her bare lips, and when I let my tongue drag up over her, Zara goes wild. She cries out, shuddering and bucking her hips against my mouth. My tongue drags so fucking slowly over her clit, and when her whole body tightens and then shudders against me as she buries her cry of pleasure in her hand, it takes me a second to realize she’s just come.
One. Fucking. Lick. And she’s coming for me.
…That’s about when my self-control crumbles to dust. And this time, I lick that pussy like it’s my last meal on earth.
I delve in, pushing my tongue deep inside of her and pumping it in and out, fucking her with my tongue as she clings to me for dear life. I keep her legs held up with one hand, and the other grabs her ass, spreading her open for me as I slide my tongue up and down her slit. I move to her clit, groaning as I suck it between my lips and swirl my tongue around it again and again, feeling her body tremble and melt for me.
I’m drunk on her. Addicted to the taste of her. Consumed with the desire to have her coming on my tongue for always. I groan into her, gripping her ass tight as I tongue her clit over and over until she’s squirming and bucking against me. I tongue-fuck her sweet little cunt again, making her cry out as her hand drops to tangle her fingers in my hair.
“Oh fuck, Anders…I—OH GOD!”
I suck her clit between my lips again and let my tongue fucking dance across her aching little nub. I’m merciless, pushing her right to the breaking point and never letting up, until suddenly, with a jolt like she’s just been struck by lightning, Zara just comes apart for me. She buries the scream of pleasure in the crook of her arm as her whole body arches off the seat, her hips thrusting her pussy against my tongue as she comes over and over for me. And I don’t let up for one second until she’s a whimpering, shuddering, absolutely beautiful mess.
She’s still trembling and moaning in her aftershocks as I stand and yank my jeans open. She gasps, watching with lust-hooded eyes as I shove my jeans and boxers down, and when my thick cock springs free to slap against my abs, she moans eagerly. I move into her, pushing her legs up over one shoulder and slowly stroking my cock as I ease it between her legs. I lean in, my lips brushing hers, and she kisses me eagerly, hungrily tasting her own pussy from my lips and moaning deeply as I let my swollen cock head brush over her silken, soft, dripping wet pussy.
“Wait.”
Her voice catches, and when she pulls away from the kiss, her eyes are squeezed shut and her brow is crumpled.
“Wait, Anders, I—”
She blushes and looks down, and suddenly, it hits me.
“You’ve never done this before,” I say softly.
She looks up, and when our eyes lock, I know.
…Gorgeous, sexy, perfect Zara Bateman is a virgin.
“You’re a virgin, baby girl?”
She nods dejectedly, blushing as she looks away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers hoarsely. “I—I should have—”
“Don’t,” I growl quietly as I let her legs drop down and move against her to cup her jaw in my hand.
“Do not be sorry, Zara. And you don’t owe me shit.”
She smiles wryly, biting her lip as I run my thumb over her cheek.
“You’re not… I don’t know. Put off?”
I grin. “By you never having been with another guy?” I chuckle as I lean in and kiss her slow and softly. With a low grunt, I tuck my thick cock back into my jeans and button them back up as my tongue tastes her lips.
“No, gorgeous, I’m not at all. But…”
I arch a brow at her as I smile gently.
“But I’m not taking that from you right now. Not like this in a freaking parking garage.”
She blushes, biting her lip and looking down.
“Zara, look at me.”
She swallows and half looks up.
“I think that’s hot.”
She groans, rolling her eyes.
“Yeah, right, I’m sure.”
“Hey,” I growl, pushing a lock of hair out of her face as I lean close and let my lips brush hers.
“I really do, believe me.”
She starts to say something, but I stop her with a kiss before taking one of her hands.
“Here.”
I pull her hand to the rock-hard bulge in my jeans, and she gasps quietly, her brows arcing high.
“You still think I don’t think that’s hot?”
She grins, this wicked glint in her eyes as she wets her lips and slowly strokes me with her small hand.
“This all for me?”
“All for you.”
“And all because I’m this dorky inexperienced virgin?”
“All because you’re fucking beautiful, and amazing, and talented as hell. And because you kind of drive me all sorts of wild. And because I think you being untouched by anyone else is pretty fucking hot.”