Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77793 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77793 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
But I think I kind of get it now. Not that I would ever say it out loud. Nor would I drink a ton. Maybe just half a cup, and only if she saved the soaping, bubble bath, and bath bombs for later.
You’re getting weird here, dude. Very. Weird.
Echo’s hand closes around my shaft again, and I lose the ability to talk myself down or process thoughts about anything other than what she’s doing with my dick, which is fan-fucking-tastic. Dick-tastic? Specdicular? Spledickulous? Wonder-dick-ful?
“I thought about you a lot since I got back,” she admits as she does splendiculous things to my cock with her hand. “You and your whole family.”
“Ouch, my heart. You just had to include my family on that one.”
“Didn’t want to give you an overinflated ego,” she teased.
She’s so gorgeous above me. She looks like a darn angel for real, or a blue-eyed fairy or nymph who has some very magical skills up the sleeve she isn’t wearing.
She rocks her hips against me as she guides my aching cock to her entrance. I have to hold onto something, so I reach up and cup her breasts. Her nipples are hard beneath my thumbs as I brush them over the dark raspberry tips, which are so, so much sweeter than any fruit I’ve ever tasted. She shudders as I rub her nipples, but I can tell it’s in a good way. Her hips rock against my dick, cradling it as it strains toward her tight core and making me go cross-eyed. Suddenly, I see four nipples, but they’re all sweet and beautiful.
My eyes slam shut and probably roll up in my head as Echo whimpers and makes throaty little moans while my thumbs work her nipples. I can feel her arching back and thrusting her chest into my hands. As much as I want to, I can’t open my eyes and look, or my balls are going to get in on the action, and I know for a fact that they aren’t going to behave.
Her hips rock one more time, and she guides me the rest of the way to her as she sinks down on me. She takes me all at once, sinking deep down on my cock with another breathless whimper and moan. Her tight heat clenches around me, squeezing me.
“So beautiful,” I groan hoarsely. “So fucking gorgeous.”
“Your eyes are closed,” she points out.
I crack a lid to find her smiling down at me. “I don’t need them to be open in this case.”
My cock throbs inside her. She moves a little, her breasts swaying in my hands along with the rest of her body, and I’m hurtled straight into an abyss of endless pleasure. She bends forward as I close my eyes again. Her hair tickles my chest, my neck, and my face, then her mouth claims mine. She kisses me deeply as she rocks against me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth until I can’t stop the groans that escape it and can in no way control my hips, which are bucking beneath her and driving into her. I cup her hips and sweep my hands to the curve of her bottom so I can feel her as she rides me.
Her pussy is incredible. Tight and wet, so amazingly wet. I’m not the most eloquent that I could be, but that’s because, right now, I’m thinking I could die happy, and my brain is also going on a permanent vacation until the blood flow returns to make things work again. How can I think clearly anyway when Echo is going full-on sensual goddess on top of me?
She breaks the kiss, straightens, and breathes in sharp bursts above me while her hips work me, and all I can do is thrust inside her, over and over again, while I struggle to maintain some control over the fact that my balls are giving shuddering warning signs.
I drive deeper and thrust harder, and Echo matches me stroke for stroke. She makes the sweetest, hottest sounds, little pants, and whimpers as she takes all of me and grinds down harder, wanting more.
“So close,” she whispers, and thank green leafy trees because I’m already more than close.
We grind together, her thighs clutch me tight, and then she’s gasping and shuddering above me, her body vibrating and straining, her pussy spasming around my dick as she finds her release. It’s the hottest thing in existence, and the gasps of pleasure she makes, combined with everything else, threaten to finish me off.
Echo said she was on birth control, but we didn’t exactly talk about this, so there isn’t any way I’m going to finish inside her without permission, and she’s probably not in the right frame of mind to give it right now anyway. While she’s still panting and grasping me so tightly with her thighs that blood loss to my lower extremities is nearly a certain thing, which I’m totally okay with, I grasp her hips and carefully flip her around. I watch as her eyes fly open, but she doesn’t grip me or clutch me in surprise or curse at me. She trusts me, and it blows my mind.