Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
She moves her hands to cover herself.
“Don't do that, Buttons. I want to see you, all of you.”
Leaning my weight on the bed, I move between her legs and press down on her hips, holding Tillie open for me. Our eyes connect, the heat between us is intense. I hold her gaze as I move down and flatten my tongue out against her pussy. I groan as the sweet, tangy taste of her juices wet my tongue and bursts across my tastebuds.
“Ryder,” she whimpers.
Her reaction only spurs me on, and I need more. I move so I can use my hand to pull her lips apart, opening her pussy to me. “Fuck, baby you’re perfect,” I groan, unable to move my eyes away from her pretty pink cunt. I flick my tongue around her entrance—torturing us both.
Her body trembles beneath me. A man could get drunk on a sweet woman reacting so swiftly to his touch. There’s nothing better. I begin making long, lazy strokes with my tongue, lapping her sweet cream and taking extra time on her swollen clit, teasing it, before starting again.
Her moans start slow, strangled as if she's trying to hold back. “Don’t do that, Buttons. Give it to me. I want to hear you,” I encourage, making sure my hot breath caresses her wet skin. I’m rewarded when shivers slide through her body.
Christ she’s so beautiful.
The way my tongue glides against her skin combined with how she moves beneath me is completely addicting. Still, it’s not enough. I need more. I want her to come apart while the room echoes with her screaming my name.
My tongue traces an unseen path, fills me with so much hunger that I can barely breathe. God, everything about Tillie is different from anything I’ve ever known. She’s becoming everything to me. I’m going to tie her to me. I don’t know how, but I’m going to start with knowing every inch of her body. I want to memorize every spot that turns her on, starting with the one I hit just now that makes her back arch against the bed, the heels of her feet press down into the mattress, and her fingers tangle down in my hair—silently urging me on.
I reposition my cock, keeping it from being smashed between me and the end of the bed. The head is already beading with cum, and my balls are so tight it’s painful.
Pulling back, Tillie watches me with hooded eyes. I hold her gaze as I slowly move two fingers through her juices, right before pushing them inside her. As I slide them in deeper, her muscles squeeze tight, making me wish to fuck it was my cock instead.
Tillie’s hips rock forward as I suck her clit into my mouth, lashing it with my tongue. I have her legs on my shoulders, and I can feel them trembling as I build the desire quaking inside her.
“Ryder,” she groans.
My name is like a plea falling from her lips and I take a deep breath because this exact moment is when I realize that I don’t just want this woman. I’m falling for her.
I press my face deeper into her like a man possessed. I’m lost needing nothing but her sweetness. She grips the sheets, making this mewling noise full of pleasure that I know I will remember for the rest of my life. Her body trembles and her heated, sugary walls, clamp down on my fingers as I fuck her with them. I match the pace with my tongue.
“Please,” Tillie begs.
I continue stroking her with my tongue and fingers drowning in wave after wave of her cream. She’s so wet that the sounds of me stretching her repeatedly with my fingers. She’s so damn tight that the first time she takes my cock might hurt her if I’m not careful.
I pick up the pace, taking her on a hard ride. Tillie gasps for air, her body tightening—stretching—as she tries to stop her climax from overtaking her.
“Let go, Buttons. I’ve got you. Let go and give it to me,” I groan against her clit right before I go back to sucking. I work her harder and do it while stretching my hand so I can push my thumb into Tillie’s ass, while my fingers are in her pussy, curling against her walls.
“Ryder!” she cries out, her body curling into me as she tries to ride my hand. Her cum floods over my fingers and my tongue. I lap it up, letting her ride out her orgasm and come down from the high slowly.
When I look up, Tillie is watching me closely. I smile at her while I lick my fingers clean. Her brown eyes go round in shock, which only makes my grin deepen.
“You taste good, sweetheart.”
Tillie shocks the hell out of me by reaching down for me, until I meet her. She tangles her fingers into my hair and pulls me in close. Her lips press against mine. I take her silent demand gladly, deepening the kiss, devouring her mouth, and enjoying every damn second of it.