Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
But in my head, I was screaming, Yes, yes! God, Devon, yes.
And before I knew what I was doing, I was trying to tear my shirt off. Devon grunted and was there helping me, peeling the material up and over my head before tossing it away. He was looking at my chest with so much raw hunger I felt it.
I knew what he wanted without him even having to say the words.
Reaching behind my body, I unhooked the bra and let the straps slip down my arms before falling to the mattress. I looked into his eyes, and surprisingly enough, he was staring into my eyes and not at my breasts. What would he say? How would he feel if he knew he’d been the only man to ever see me like this, to ever touch me like this?
If I were smart, I’d stop this, tell him this would ruin our friendship. The logical part of my brain pushed me in that direction, and I opened my mouth maybe to say that, or maybe to tell him I needed more. But I didn’t utter a word, because he was speaking, stopping me from going on.
“I need you so much, Leila. I need you like I need to breathe.” He held my stare even though my breasts were bare, but then he slowly let his eyes fall to my chest. His groan, the tightness of his jaw, and then the way he bit at his bottom lip had fire licking over my nipples and pussy.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.” He leaned forward and latched his mouth right on my nipple, ripping a cry from my lips. I speared my hands into his hair, grabbing chunks of the soft locks and holding his head to my chest, knowing I’d die if he moved, if he stopped this.
“That’s it,” he whispered against my now wet flesh. “I knew you’d be like this, knew you’d taste like this. So sweet.” His words were muffled against my breast. The suckling of his mouth, sweep of his tongue, and stinging nip of his teeth were almost my undoing.
His hips jacked up at the same time his teeth pulled at my nipple. The pleasure/pain combination was overwhelming, and I started rocking my hips against his dick again, over and over, faster and harder, needing to go over the edge.
And I did.
I heard a low mewling noise and realized it came from me.
Devon grunted in pleasure as he continued to suck on my nipples, alternating between my breasts and prolonging my orgasm, drawing it out. And before the pleasure dissipated, Devon gripped my waist and flipped us so I was now on my back.
He made quick work of getting my pants and panties off, and I didn’t even stop him. Then he was between my thighs, his warm breath moving along my swollen, soaked folds, his mouth poised right over my still-tingling clit. I held my breath, waiting for that first touch of his mouth to my pussy.
The fact that I was nude in front of my best friend wasn’t lost on me. I should have been embarrassed, but the way he looked at me told me this was exactly what he wanted too.
With my head back and my eyes closed, I got lost in the sensations. I felt his thumbs slide along my pussy lips before spreading them wide. I parted my lips, a surprised breath leaving me. He blew a warm stream of air across where he exposed, and I arched my back, thrusting my breasts out, the chill in the air having my nipples pucker even more. Electricity slammed into me, and despite the fact that I had just come for him, I felt myself winding tighter, that coil inside me becoming taught with pleasure.
He ran his tongue in slow circles around my pussy hole but wouldn’t dip inside me, wouldn’t give me that small reprieve. I moaned, pleaded without saying the words. He teased me, tormented me, and brought me to the precipice of orgasm with just his tongue and fingers until I was grinding my pussy against his face, seeking so much more.
Then he gave it to me, spearing his fingers into me, stretching me at the same time he sucked on my clit, drawing that bundle of nerves into the hot recesses of his mouth and having reality leave me.
The orgasm slammed into me, and I felt everything else fade into nonexistence.
“Look at me.” His command was clear, and I opened my eyes, staring at him, seeing that dark possession on his face. His exhale was long and deep, and he closed his eyes momentarily. “Leila,” he moaned. “You’re mine.” He opened his eyes and stared at me from between my thighs. “I’m not done yet, baby, not even close.” His thumbs were on each side of my pussy lips, holding the folds open obscenely wide, letting him see every intimate part of me.