Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Meanwhile, Selena glimpses the gilt-edged mirror as I toss her on the mattress, lush curves bouncing, and giggles a little.
“Are you serious?” she whispers, eyes wide.
“I’m so fucking serious,” I growl. Then I pin her with a look. “Clothes. Off. Now.”
But instead of obeying, the sassy woman gets on her knees and begins to undo my belt buckle as I stand in front of her. Shit, this girl is going to be the death of me. When I’m down to my boxers, I watch as she slowly, tantalizingly removes her red top, giggling all the while. She’s bra-less, of course, and now she sits on the bed before me, those large, bare breasts uncovered, the pink nipples hard as they jut forward. Her tummy hangs slightly over the line of her skirt, but she looks so soft and supple that I’m desperate to touch and squeeze that flesh.
“I want you, Selena,” I rasp hungrily. She smiles, which only makes the statement even more true. Her red lipstick is irresistible, and I have to keep myself from biting her lip. She ghosts her hand over the bulge in my shorts and it goes from rock hard to pure iron immediately.
But before I can make a move, Selena leans down and pulls the silk fabric down before pressing kisses to my thighs. The feel of her mouth is exquisite and when she finally reaches my shaft and takes it in between her lips, I let out a low, throaty moan.
“Fuck,” I groan, my head falling back from the sensation. “Oh shit shit shit.”
Smiling, Selena begins to suck, making circles around the tip with her tongue before pushing her tongue into the pink slit at the top. A gust of fluid bursts out and she swallows hungrily before smiling sweetly at me.
“I love the taste of your come,” she murmurs, still lapping at the dripping tip. “You’re salty and sweet at once.”
Oh fuck, this woman is going to be the death of me, and when she resumes sucking, I grip her hair and decide to get nasty. Two can play at this game, and the truth is that as a forty-eight year old man, I’ve been at this game for a long time now.
Gripping those curls in my hands, I force my cock deeper down her throat as her eyes water and cheeks bulge.
“Ummph,” she squeals, her hands gripping my thighs. “Mphp!”
“I’m going to face fuck you now,” I rasp hungrily, blue eyes blazing. “Get ready.”
But Selena’s not scared. Something flickers in her eyes, and then I feel her throat muscles relax as I edge even further down that passage. Soon, I’ve got my hips going in a ruthless rhythm, pounding her mouth as she takes it all like a good girl. Saliva drips but she doesn’t let out a peep of sound.
“Fuck,” I growl, my head tilting back. “Oh shiiiiit!”
Hot gusts of seed pulse down her throat as Selena gulps and swallows, drinking my semen hungrily. Small mewling sounds of pleasure escape her throat and after I finish and pull out, she licks her lips like a satisfied kitten who’s just enjoyed a saucer full of cream.
“More?” she asks in a coy tone.
I stare at the beautiful woman.
“Of course you’re getting more, sweetheart. We haven’t even begun.”
She titters happily and then scrambles to rid herself of the black skirt. Once it’s off, I catch my breath because Selena’s panty-less beneath the fabric, and her pink slit glistens before me, dripping heavily with arousal.
“Oh sweetheart,” I rasp. “No bra or panties? Really?”
She giggles again.
“I wanted to have a good time tonight. I just had no idea that it would be with you, Mr. Quinn.”
I reach one big hand forward to catch the string of grool that’s oozing from her pussy before lifting it to my mouth to taste her moisture.
“Oh, it’s definitely going to be with me, Miss Fillmore. With me, and no one else ever again if I have my way.”
Selena giggles again, but then I move so suddenly that she lets out a startled gasp. Within two seconds, I’m on the bed flat on my back and I’ve pulled the curvy girl on top so that she straddles my torso. My huge cock bumps against her backside, leaving a smear of fluid on her soft flesh, and she giggles breathlessly, but I’m totally serious.
“Get on it,” I rasp. “Let me see you fuck me.”
Selena’s eyes go wide.
“But I’m not on the pill. Do you have protection?” she whispers.
I groan, mentally slapping my forehead.
“I just ran out. Fuck!” I curse. But then an idea alights in my mind. “Let me just get it wet in you, and then I’ll put it in your ass. You can’t get pregnant that way,” I grind out.
The curvy girl’s breathing is labored.
“Do you promise, Mr. Quinn?” she whispers.