Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Her hand goes into my hair, and she tries to get my mouth where she wants it in order to come, but I don’t let her. “How do you want to come?” I suck in and then lick up. “I bet you if I put two fingers into you right now, you’d squeeze them.”
“Yes,” she huffs out, trying to get her hand to her clit so she can play with herself.
“Don’t you dare touch it,” I say, sitting back in the chair, her pussy dripping wet in front of me. “You touch it, and I’m going to fuck you all night long and not let you come once.”
“Why?” she moans. She tries to close her legs, but I stop her. My hand comes out. “Yes.” She looks down to see my middle finger slip inside her. “More.”
“One more,” I say and slip my other finger inside her. “I’m trying to decide,” I say as I slowly finger fuck her, stopping when her pussy starts to get tight around my fingers. I slip them out and then lick up once. “How I’m going to fuck you?”
“Any way,” she says, wiggling her ass on the table, hoping to get my fingers back. “Fingers.”
“I think I’ll fuck you on this table first,” I say, slipping my fingers into her again as my other hand unsnaps the button to my pants. My cock finally being let loose. “Leg behind your head while I plow into you over and over again.”
“Oh my God, yes.” She moves her legs up higher, and she holds her ankles beside her head. “Do it.”
“Or,” I say, taking my fingers out, “bent over.” I bite her clit hard, and I bite her tits, and she starts to shake. “You like that,” I say, and she can’t talk. Her eyes are half-closed, and she moves her hips side to side. “Bent over the table.” I put my two fingers back into her, moving faster. “Holding your tits while I fuck you.” My hand goes to my cock, and I moan, and she looks at me.
“Stand up,” she says, and I just smirk at her. “I want to see your cock.”
“Do you?” I ask as I finger her again, this time curling my fingers up, and her eyes close. “Trust me, by the time the night is over.” I flick her clit. “I’m going to fuck that mouth of yours.”
“Now,” she says, her hands going to her nipples as she pulls them. “Nico, please.” I see that her body is shaking with need, so I stand and she sees my cock in my hand. I move my hand up and down, and she licks her lips. “Come in my mouth,” she says to me, and I swear to God I would have come right there.
I finger her, and I don’t stop when I know she’s going to come. Instead, I fuck her faster, and if I didn’t care, I would have fucked her with my bare cock. I have to stop thinking about it before all the rules about fucking with a condom go out the window. “I’m coming,” she says, and I lean forward, sucking her clit while I finger her. She comes on my hand so much it leaks down to my wrist. When she’s done, she sits up, and in two blinks of an eye, she’s on her knees, and my cock is hitting the back of her throat. “Fuck,” I hiss as she tries to take me all the way down. Her hands move as fast as mine were, and I wish I had time to enjoy it. But I see that she’s stroking my cock with one hand and playing with herself with the other one, and I close my eyes. “I’m going to come,” I say.
She takes her mouth off me, and I think she is going to make me come on her, but instead, she looks up at me. “Give it to me,” she says right before she swallows my cock and works me even faster. My balls tighten, and my hands go to her head as I fuck her face with abandonment. The sound of her gagging doesn’t even make me stop. When I come, I throw my head back and call out her name, and she swallows everything that I have.
Chapter 15
Becca
“What the fuck is that noise?” I hear Nico say from beside me. I know it’s my phone, but my body can’t fucking move. I open one eye and see I’m on my stomach in the middle of the bed or maybe on the floor. “Where is that sound coming from?” When I feel him get up from beside me, I try to raise my arm to point at the front door and my purse, but I can’t, so I just close my eyes. The sound of my phone stops two seconds later. “It was your alarm,” he says.