Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
"I need more." She’s frustrated because she can’t open her legs more. "Harder." I lick up one more time and then lick my hand before turning it and smacking her clit with it. Her back arches. My hands go to her tits, squeezing them, then pulling and twisting her nipples. She moans, and I turn to open the door and step out, pulling up my pants before walking over to her side. She gets out of the car, and my hand wraps around her waist as she wraps her legs around my waist. Her mouth slams on mine as she tastes herself on me. I walk into the house, and as soon as I see the table, I want to stop and put her ass on it and fuck her. Except my head has other plans, and I make a mental note to fuck her there tomorrow.
Walking up the steps as she bites my lower lip, she rubs her chest side to side on my shirt, and I can feel her nipples. "Jesus fucking Christ, Wilson, if you don’t stick your cock into me, I am going to fucking just take it from you," she hisses when I throw her on my bed. I pull my shirt off with one move and walk over to the bed, bending down. She gets up on her elbows and looks at me as I open her pussy lips and suck her clit into my mouth. Pulling her legs to the edge of the bed, I flick my tongue over her clit repeatedly. Her hand goes to the back of my head and pulls me to her. "Fingers," she orders me. "Cock." Her head goes back. "Anything." My thumb plays with her clit as my tongue slides into her over and over again. My head goes side to side as I suck her into my mouth. She opens her legs even more. "Cock," she says. "In my mouth."
With a smile, I get up and kick off my shoes to undress. It takes her two seconds to toss her dress to the side, and all she is wearing are those fucking shoes. Same fucking shoes as the first time I fucked her. I crawl onto the bed by her face as she takes my balls into her mouth, and she fists my cock. I lean forward and slide two fingers into her, my balls vibrating while she moans, and I finger-fuck her as fast as I can. I can tell she’s getting close, and she comes all over my hand. Wetting me and her hips thrash up. She lets go of my cock to moan out as she comes. I fuck her through her wave, and only when she’s done do I take my finger out of her and slap her clit, making her back arch again. "That was," she says. "Condom." I reach over, grabbing a condom from the side table and tearing it off. She turns her head toward the door as she plays with herself, watching me roll on the condom. Her finger plays with her clit around and around in a circle. "You better not fucking hold back on me," she says once the condom is on. I rub it up and down her slit, sliding my cock into her. We both close our eyes and moan. Her pussy squeezes my cock, and I open my eyes to see her smirking as she does it again. "Move that cock, Wilson." I put one hand on her hip and another on the back part of her leg as I fuck her harder than I’ve ever fucked anyone in my life. The sound of skin slapping fills the room along with our moans every single time she tilts her hips, and I go deeper and deeper into her. I lean down to take her nipple into my mouth, biting it and then sucking it. "So good," she says, her hand going to her clit as she plays with herself. My hands hold on to her hips as I slam into her over and over again. "I’m coming," she says, and she doesn’t have to tell me twice because my cock is being strangled by her, and when she comes, I fuck her through it until I bury myself in her and follow her. I lower myself on her as her legs wrap around my hips and my face is buried in her neck.
"That was …" she says as both of us try to get our breathing back to normal. But nothing with her is normal. Both of us are covered in sweat. "That was good."
I lean on one elbow and look at her. "Just good?"
She kisses under my chin. "If I tell you that it could be better"—she tries to hide the smile—"does that mean we get to do that again?"