Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
It hits me like a ton of bricks. I love her. So fucking much. The realization snaps my last thread and a growl rumbles in my chest as I climb on the bed and come down over her.
I seal our mouths together and urge hers open with my tongue so I can explore and taste. Her kisses are drugging and addictive. My hands roam down her body, feeling her soft skin, and hook under her knees to pull her legs up.
When I finally manage to lift my head, I groan at the sight of her kiss-swollen lips and mussed hair spread out on the bed. Getting to my knees, I scoot back and push her knees wide so that I have an unobstructed view of her panty-covered pussy. The silk gusset is soaked, and I lick my lips, hungry to taste her sweet nectar.
I run a finger down her center, making sure to graze the hard, little bud at the top, and she shudders. “I wanted to save these since they’re from our wedding,” I grunt. “But I’ll just have to buy you another pair.” Slipping my fingers under the thin strips on her hips, I snap the material and rip the panties away.
“Fucking hell,” I breath, fighting again to keep from nutting here and now. Her pussy is bare and pink, her arousal glistening on the lips. “Gorgeous,” I murmur. “Your naked pussy is hot as fuck, baby.”
“I—um,” she stutters, “I got everything lasered. No maintenance, and I never have to worry about costume issues.”
“I love that there won’t be anything in my way when I fuck your virgin pussy with my fingers and mouth.” I bend down and lap up the sticky juice on her southern lips, focusing on the outer part of her sex, not yet delving in. The taste bursts in my mouth and I groan, long and loud. “You taste so fucking good”—I raise my head and look her straight in the eyes—"I’m warning you right now, Ainsley Vaughn. I’m going to be spending a lot of time with my head between these beautiful legs.”
Before I lose myself in her, I decide that I need to see all of her. “Take off your bra, baby,” I command as I sit back on my haunches. “Show me your perfect tits.”
Ainsley rushes to comply and when her breasts spill free, I lose a little of the fight in me and cum leaks from my tip.
Her tits aren’t big, but they are just the right size to fill my hands. They’re tipped with small, hard nipples that match the color of her pussy. I rush forward and plant a hand on either side of her so I can take one pink bud in my mouth. I graze it with my teeth and Ainsley cries out, shifting restlessly beneath me. I suck and nibble on one, then switch to the other and give it equal treatment.
My cock brushes over her center and I feel her wetness coating it. She’s absolutely drenched, and I can’t wait another minute to lick up every drop. Working my way back down, I leave a trail of kisses and licks all along the way. Finally, I settle between her legs, my shoulders holding them open, and my hands cupping the round globes of her ass.
Slowly, savoring every millimeter, I lick her seam, then push my tongue in and lick her deeply from bottom to top. Then I swirl around her clit and go back down again. Ainsley whimpers and lifts her hips, reaching for more.
“Ainsley,” I snap. I wait until she drags her head up and looks at me blearily. “That ring on your finger means I own this pussy. I decide when and how much pleasure it gets”—my eyes narrow threateningly—“no one but me. Do you understand? Your pleasure, your orgasms, they are mine to give. Not even your hand is allowed to steal from me. You want to come, you ask me. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” she whispers with a tiny nod. “Please.”
I grin and lick my lips once more as my eyes rove over her pussy again. “Since you asked so nicely,” I respond with a wink.
Chapter 8
Ainsley
Remington is even sexier with his shoulders wedged between my legs and his head bent low as his eyes devour my pussy. Then it’s his mouth that’s doing the consuming, and I lose all ability to think. The only thing I can focus on is the overwhelming pleasure from his tongue flicking my clit before dipping low to circle my entrance. He teases me until I’m writhing beneath him, whimpering in need. “Please, Rem. I’m so close.”
“Hold on for just a little bit more, baby,” he commands. “It’ll make you come even harder.”
I press my head against the mattress, my body as taut as a bowstring. His fingers dig into my butt cheeks as he lifts me higher, and his tongue slips inside me. I feel his nose brush against my clit, and I start to tremble. My control is at its breaking point when he pulls back and growls, “Come for me.”