Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
"Not yet.” I chuckle. "You’ll get me on my back soon," I say, wrapping my arm around her waist and turning her to her back.
"This works, too." She smirks as she wraps her legs around my hips, her hands coming out to push my shirt off my shoulders. "You got bigger," she says of my arms. "And more defined." She uses her index finger to run down one of my pecs. She isn’t wrong. When I wasn’t working, I would spend time in the gym. I get on my knees, taking off the shirt, and her legs fall from my hips when she sits up, and I look down at her, pushing her hair away from her face, leaning down, and kissing her lips. She smiles at me when I leave her lips as she leans in and bites my pec right beside my nipple.
I hiss out, and she laughs. Lying back down, my eyes travel from her beautiful face down to her neck, and I fall forward on her, but my hands catch me before I squash her. My head bends, and I suck in her neck on the right spot and she moans. Her hands are on my sides, and I swear my stomach sinks in from her touch, making me shiver. My tongue comes out, and I trail down to her nipple, teasing it with the tip of my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. Her hands go to the back of my head, and when I look up, I see that she’s watching me. With my eyes on hers, I move to the other breast and do the same thing. I suck right next to her nipple and see the spot becoming red as I trail kisses to her stomach. I push away from her and kneel with my back straight in the middle of her legs. "There is one thing," I say, running my hands from her ankles all the way up to her thighs. Soft goose bumps form when I get close to her pussy. "One thing I’m dying to do."
"Is there?" She puts one hand behind her head. "If it makes you feel better, there is also one thing I’m dying for you to do." She smirks at me.
"Is that so?" My finger inches higher on her inner thigh. "I wonder if what I’m dying to do." I can feel the heat coming from between her legs, and my hand disappears under her skirt. "Is the same thing you are dying for me to do."
My fingertips graze the lace of her panties. I can feel them wet already when she lifts her hips up off the floor. "Let me give you a hint." Her hands go to her hips as she pulls her dress up to around her waist. Her green lace panties are the exact color of her dress. "I’d like your mouth," she says, putting her hips down. "Right here." She moves her panties to the side, and she doesn’t have to ask me twice. My head dives straight for her pussy, and my tongue comes out, and I lick her slit, the taste of her tingles on my tongue. "Fuck," she hisses out as my tongue slides between her lips and finds her clit. The minute my tongue touches it, her back arches. "Yes," she pants, and I use one of my hands to open her lips so I can see her. I suck her clit into my mouth, remembering how sensitive it was. Playing with her clit with my tongue going back and forth, I slip two fingers inside her. "Mmmm," she says, her hand going into my hair. Her nails dig into my head, pushing me into her pussy. My fingers fuck her at the same time as my tongue moves back and forth. I can feel her pussy getting tighter and her panting getting deeper. "Right there." She lifts her hips and moves with my fingers. "Faster." Her legs start to tighten around my head. "Travis." She moans my name and comes on my fingers, her juices running down my fingers. "Oh, God." She tries to close her legs even more, but I don’t stop moving my fingers. "Sensitive," she says, and I look up at her.
"I know." I graze her clit with my teeth, and this time she comes again. The moan fills the night, and if anyone was around, they would know exactly what was going on. I slide my tongue into her at the same time as my fingers and then lick up to her clit as she rides the wave over and over again. Her hips buck each time, and when I move my fingers faster and faster until I can’t move my fingers anymore, I know she’s going to come again. "One more time, Harlow," I say, and I look up at her as she stares at me eating her pussy. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she comes harder than she ever has. My fingers slow down as her hold on my head eases up. Her legs fall to the sides, and when I slide out of her, all I can do is watch her chest moving up and down.