Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 28642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
He positioned himself between her spread thighs, but her jeans and panties were still on. If they were really going to do this, all of the clothing was going to have to be taken off—or torn off as she’d prefer right now. She shifted under him as he stared at her chest and lower still until he was looking at her pussy, although all he was seeing was her shorts-covered slit. The seam of the jeans was right in the middle, right where her cleft and clit were. When she moved under him that seam rubbed along her erogenous zones and made her so damn anxious for this she was about to beg him to take her.
Moving his lower half closer to hers, Rory pressed his erection right on her pussy and started grinding himself against her. A gasp of pleasure left her, and she reached up and grabbed hold of his forearms braced on either side of her.
Rory thrust against her over and over again, pumped his hips forward and then retreated like he was really fucking her, really shoving all those hard, thick inches into her. She could have gotten off on this alone.
Biting her lip as he continued to rub her clit, she felt the skin split as she bit down a little too hard. But that pain helped her pleasure mount even higher.
Lena was ready to have an orgasm from dry humping alone. He closed his eyes and hung his head as he continued to dry fuck her, both of them making these noises of ecstasy, but neither making a move to stop to get their clothing off. The music still played low in the background, making this situation feel a little less real, if that even made sense.
“Fuck me.” Lena knew what to say to make him lose his self-control, and she was hoping that was the case right now. She rose up and braced her upper body on her elbows to slant her mouth on his, swallowing his groans and making a moan of her own. Bracing herself on only one elbow now, she reached up and cupped the back of his head, spearing her hands in the short strands of his hair. Lena adjusted her body so she could move her other hand between them, undo his button, and push his zipper down.
“God, Lena. Baby …” He broke away and moved back so he was now on his knees. Pushing her hand away, he pushed down his jeans and grabbed his cock from the confines of his boxer briefs. She stared at the flesh revealed—the lower half of his abdomen, the six-pack on display, and the tattoo of the detailed gun inked on his side.
She started undoing her own shorts as she watched him stroke his erection, her mouth drying at the size of him. No matter how many times they’d done it, every time she saw Rory’s cock, she got this thrill that he was huge down there.
When the button and zipper were undone, she lifted her ass and pushed her shorts and panties down. Rory grabbed them midway down her thighs and pulled them the rest of the way off.
“We should use a condom this time, baby. We’ve been playing dangerously.”
She knew that, and they should use one, but she’d just ended her period, so she was pretty sure they were safe in that regard, and just wanted Rory. “Just be with me without anything between us, Rory.”
He made a deep sound in his throat again.
She stared at his dick as he jerked off, and the fact he was doing this, getting off while staring at her, made this entire situation more heated. He was thick and long, with the crown round and wider than his shaft, and a drop of pre-cum dotting the tip. She stared in wonder as that droplet of his arousal, of his need for her, slowly slid down the underside of his cock before dropping between her thighs.
“God, Rory.” She breathed out a gust of air, not realizing she’d spoken out loud.
“Spread your legs wider. Let me see your pink, wet pussy, baby.”
He used his other hand to grip his balls while he continued to stroke his cock, staring at her between her thighs. Lena spread her legs for him and felt her pussy lips part as she widened herself for him. Her gaze was glued to his cock and balls, and God, did he have big balls.
“I am so turned on right now.” She hadn’t thought she could ever be more turned on than she normally was with Rory, but right now, right here, Lena felt like she could get off just from watching him masturbate. Maybe it was the fact he was leaving tomorrow, and she wouldn’t be able to do this with Rory for a year? Whatever it was, she didn’t want it to end.