Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“Depends on how long you want me.”
His laugh was dark and sexy. “Dimples, I’d keep you locked away here all the time if I could. What’s the latest you will have a ride?”
“It’s Friday night. They stay up late. Will probably end up going out. So, three.”
His hands grabbed my butt and rubbed my pussy against his hard length. “I fantasized about you all day. I even sat in the reconciliation booth, listening to confessions while imagining you in there with me, sucking my dick.”
I pressed against him, giving my clit some attention.
“I haven’t sucked your cock yet,” I told him. “How do you know if I’m any good at it?” I teased.
He laid his head back, smiling up at me. His wicked grin starred in my dreams at night. “No one has ever sucked my cock, Dimples. You could just press those plump lips to it, and it would be spectacular.”
I smiled, then started to get up, but his hands clamped down on my thighs, holding me there.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“It’s time you had your cock sucked, Father.”
Even in the darkness, the flash of depravity in his eyes was unmistakable. I was about to rock this man’s world. Biting back the grin that was tugging at my lips, I grabbed the waist of the navy sweatpants he was wearing and tugged them down. He lifted his butt off the sofa to help me.
No underwear. I raised my eyebrows and lifted my eyes from his long, rigid erection to his face.
He smirked. “At home, I go commando.”
I licked my lips as I lowered myself to my knees. His eyes watching me, hooded, anticipation in his gaze.
Wrapping my hand around his cock, I began to gently stroke it. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he lifted his hips to pump into my hand.
“Pull my hair back and hold it in your hand,” I told him.
He reached for it, gathering it up until it was all away from my face. I winked, then stuck out my tongue and slapped the head against it. His mouth fell open as he watched.
I took him in until the tip hit my throat and my gag reflex kicked in. Opening up my throat and relaxing it the best I could, I went deeper until I had as much as I could fit.
“Oh fuuuuck,” he moaned as his hand tightened its hold on my hair.
Hollowing out my cheeks, I began to suck, flicking the head with my tongue, then took him deeper down my throat each time. His sounds of pleasure drove me to take more than I’d ever been able to with Crosby. Simply because, with him, it had become a chore. But with Jude, I was getting turned on by it. The tingle between my legs growing.
I slid a hand under my mouth and cupped his balls, gently squeezing.
“Jesus, fuck, that’s amazing,” he panted, then shoved my head down on his dick.
My eyes watered, and I looked up at him while he sank in as far as he could go.
He looked pain. “Shit.” His hand eased. “I’m hurting you. I’m sorry.”
I let his length slide out of my mouth and then ran my fingertip over his leaking slit. “You’re not hurting me. You’re gagging me. That’s how it works. I’m taking you in my mouth, giving you the access and power to fuck my mouth. Take it. I’m allowing you to treat me like your little slut. Play out your fantasy.”
“God, baby,” he groaned as I took him back into my mouth. “I won’t last long.”
I smiled with my mouth full of him and began teasing him until he started taking more.
“Ah, that’s it. Fuck, your mouth is perfect. That pretty face.” His voice was gravelly as he started pumping into my mouth, slowly losing control. “You want this?” he asked as he jerked my head down harder.
I nodded, keeping my eyes on his face.
His body was tight, veins on his arms and neck standing out. “You want to be my slut, taking my cock like a little whore?”
I nodded. A gush between my legs caused me to moan.
“Fuuuck, you like it. You want my dick,” he growled.
I felt him growing in my mouth. So close.
“I’m gonna come, baby,” he warned, his eyes glazing over as he started to let go of my hair so I could stop.
I shook my head, grabbing his hand and pressing it to my head while I took him in until I was gagging again.
“OH GOD! FUCK! FUCK! GAAAAH!” His shouts came as he coated my throat with his seed. Thick and hot, it clung, sliding down slowly.
I felt him shudder beneath me after his last pump, and I lifted my head and let him fall from my lips.
He was staring at me with a sated, amazed expression. Then, he shook his head. “I want to pretend like you were born with that talent and mine is the only cock you’ve had in your mouth.”