Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“Yeah, sugar?” I lift my head away from one nipple to do the same to the other. The fabric is soaked through from her wet hair and now my mouth, making the visual of her cherry-colored tips even more visible. Goddamn, she’s so hot when she’s begging for me.
“More. I want your mouth on me.” I dip my head again, lightly biting one nipple with my teeth.
“My mouth is on you.”
“Lower.” I’m going to get the words out of her one way or the other.
“Here?” I ask, moving to her lower abdomen. I’ve yet to feel her, see her pussy, but damn can I smell her wetness. My nostrils flare, ready for her to tell me where she really wants me.
“No, damn it. I want your head buried between my thighs, your tongue licking my clit, and your fingers fucking my pussy.” Her voice reverberates through the room. I sit up on my knees, pull her shorts off her body, and my sight is greeted with her bare glistening cunt.
“Jesus, sugar. Plant your feet on the mattress. You know what to do.” I fall to my stomach as she spreads her legs for me, giving me ample room to fuck her pussy with my mouth. I do not mess around. My tongue slides the length of her wet slit, up and down. Savoring her flavor and remembering every damn time before that I’ve had her like this. This time, though, I’m going to get there fucking fast. I’m not sure how much longer my cock can stand to be this hard without blowing, and the last thing I want is to come in my jeans when I’ve got Sienna in my arms.
“Trey.” I flip my eyes upwards, sucking on her clit as I push two fingers inside her at once. Her cunt is already pulsing around them, her tight muscles attempting to suck them in when I go to pull back. I scissor my fingers, stretching her before hooking them upwards and hitting that spot. Goddamn, she gets wetter with each movement, and when her hips buck upwards and her hand pushes my head into her pussy, I know she’s ready to come. I open my mouth, scrapping her clit with my tongue, bring my other hand into play, and hit her back door with my thumb. When I feel her body start to quiver, I press inside, and Sienna fucking comes screaming my name.
ELEVEN
SIENNA
“Trey.” My lips are pressed against his. My legs are cradling his body, and neither of us is wearing a stitch of clothing. After our talk, one that I didn’t realize we needed, he had no problem stripping me out of the rest of my clothes. It seemed like his mouth and hands were all over my body. I kissed and touched him everywhere I could, but when he slid down my body, the only thing I could do was plant my feet in the mattress, wrap my fingers around the wrought iron bed frame, and hold on. After my orgasm washed over me, he crawled off the bed, got rid of his clothes, then came back to me.
He came back to me.
“Yeah, sugar, look at you all flush and wet for me.” His voice is thick with desire. One hand is planted on the side of my head, the other is gripping my thigh that’s thrown over his shoulder, opening me up further for his massive body. Trey moves back, dragging the head of his cock along my slick folds. My body arches into him, and it isn’t until he’s at my entrance that I freeze. “Sienna?”
“You’re not wearing a condom, and I’m not on birth control.” I start to push him away, hands going to his biceps, when he holds himself completely still.
“And?” he asks, as if this isn’t a massive decision we should make together.
“Children are forever.”
“Well aware of that. Know I want you to be my wife. You’re already the love my life. You’ll be the mother to our children.” A twinge of pain hits me in my chest, and he continues talking as if he didn’t rip an invisible Band-Aid off my heart. “And one day, we’re going to grow old together while we’re surrounded by our kids and grandkids.” It’s now or never. We had our heart-to-heart earlier, but I failed to mention the early weeks of my college life. To be honest, it’s kind of dumb to even talk about, but I still think being honest is best.
“I need to tell you something.” His eyebrows crinkle and his sapphire eyes darken.
“Okay.” Trey stays planted where he is, his cock ready to slide in like I didn’t just put a halt on sex.
“I had a pregnancy scare in college.” I could drag this out, but the way his facial features change, that wouldn’t be wise. “I was a few weeks into college when my period was late. I prayed the night before I took the test, hoping it would show positive. I wanted our child so badly, even if it meant doing it on my own a couple of hours away from you. I’m not saying you’d let that happen. I’m saying I’d have been strong enough to do it. The next morning, I woke up to my period and cried for hours until Genny told me what is meant to be, will be. At first, I didn’t want to hear it, then she sat with me for a while, until I finally dried my tears and went to class. Still, the ache of what could have been is always here.” I place a hand over my heart, watching Trey the entire time.