Don’t Pull Out (Wed and Bred #1) Read Online Frankie Love

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Funny, Novella Tags Authors: Series: Wed and Bred Series by Frankie Love
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
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She unleashes her tits soon after, and goddamn, they are absolutely beautiful things to lay my eyes on. I lick my lips at the sight of them, running a curious hand down her body, holding their softness, and confirming that I just married the hottest girl in the world.

Olivia isn’t going to be distracted, though. She wants to make good on the ideas she put in my head with the strawberry, grabbing hold of my belt and stripping it away before clawing at my slacks to pull them down my legs and reveal the generous bulge pressing against my boxer-briefs.

She runs her touch around that fabric, and the tingling sensation is too much. Fuck, she’s got magic hands. I shudder just from her touch, and she slides off the sofa, down in front of me on her knees. She licks her lips, as if she hasn’t teased me enough about this.

She pulls down my boxers and reveals my throbbing erection right in her face, and meets it with a smile. She’s a dirty girl who knows what she wants. And really, I’m here for it. I wanted a woman, not a girl, and Olivia is proving to be every ounce of woman I could ever desire.

Feeling her finger run up and down my now bare cock, I can’t help but shiver in anticipation for what she’s going to do to me next. She gently takes my balls into her hands, massaging them and preparing me for the intensity that is to come. Olivia then leans in, the tip of her tongue tickling them, and I shudder before her. All I can do is stroke her hair, keep it out of her face and encourage her to keep being such a good girl.

Her hands close around my cock, firmly jerking my flesh forward. Her tongue then runs up the underside of my cock, and I’m so tempted to just cum right then and there. Somehow, some way, I manage to keep myself together, though.

Opening her mouth wide, she proceeds to do to me what she did to that enviable strawberry. Licking me, taking me deep, letting her tongue lap all around me. She keeps her eyes fixed on mine, adding such incredible power to every little move she makes. Up and down she bobs her head, building on what she has done so far and increasing the intensity so damn much.

The sweet sounds of sucking fill the room as my head falls back, enjoying the rising tide of delight she is delivering to me. She’s good at this. Too good. Maybe she’s had a lot of experience. Maybe she’s just a natural. Despite her being my wife, I honestly have no idea and I really don’t care. I just love her and yearn for her so intensely.

The popping sound of her lips leaving my cock drives me wild. I can’t hold back any longer. It’s too much. Too intense. She knows exactly how to make my cock melt in her mouth.

I can’t help but explode down her throat, where she so happily goes deep around my cock, holding me down her throat, greedily slurping up every drop of my cum as the orgasm throbs and lingers through me. My legs tremble, and I cum a little more when she pulls off my cock, licking it clean and doing it all with such a delightful smile.

“Goddamn, girl. You are impressive.”

“You just taste so damn good, Cameron. I couldn’t help myself.”

“It’s my turn now,” I say, pulling her up to her feet to kiss her. The scent of my cum is on her breath along with the strawberry, and every single thing about her is utterly intoxicating.

Arms wrapped around her, I guide her down to my sofa, sharing more kisses with her as her fingers run down my spine. Her tender touch gets everything inside me rolling again and I can feel my cock reviving despite the wonderful things she just did to me.

I taste each and every inch of her as I descend her body. Every bit of her soft flesh is sweeter than the last, and I think I’ll lose my mind when I taste her sex, which was always the point of all this. I unbutton her jeans and begin to roll them down her legs. It’s a very casual outfit for a woman on her wedding day, but despite all my desire to do things right, I can’t deny that we’re moving so fast that I didn’t even give her a chance to change into something more appropriate.

“Not even any sexy lingerie, Olivia?” I tease her. “It’s like you didn’t think you would be consummating your marriage today.”

There’s never not a smile on her face as I pull her panties down her legs, and finally strip her of the last of her clothes, leaving her bare and naked before me. If her touch isn’t enough to get me hard again, seeing her like this is definitely doing the job.


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