Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
whole thing is going to be one giant relentless climax.
“Are you ready? Moan, scream, come. You know that’s what’s going to
happen,” Arsen tells me, pressing his body on top of mine as he starts to rub
my pussy. I swallow in dry, licking my lips as I open my mouth to speak.
No words leave my lips, though, and I only let out a small croak. I exhale sharply as he takes his hand out, only to slide it to my thigh and
grab my thong. He pulls it down my legs, and I lift my legs up as he takes it
off of me. Looking me in the eyes, he takes the thong to his face and
breathes in my scent before throwing it to the floor.
“Delicious,” he tells me with a grin, his hand once again sliding to
between my legs and finding my wet folds. “I want to taste more of that,”
he continues, brushing his fingers up and down my labia. He starts to circle
my clitoris with his index finger, tracing a path around it and then pressing down as I arch my back, my body fully knowing that I won’t leave this
room before I’m utterly and completely spent.
I start to move my hips, lifting my ass up from the mattress as I push my
pussy against his hand. He reacts by letting go of my clit—turning his wrist
around, he hurriedly slides his index and middle finger inside of me.
Moving both fingers back and forth, he guides his free hand to my waist,
sliding it under my blouse and making the hike up to my breasts; his fingers
curl around my right breast and he starts to pull on the cup of my bra. As
my hard nipple pops out, he grabs it in a heartbeat, caressing and pressing it
between his fingers.
My hands move as if they have a consciousness of their own, and I grab
my blouse by the hemline. Sitting up awkwardly, I pull it over my head and
throw it to the side, Arsen’s eyes honing on my chest’s naked skin. Before I
can lie back again, his hand goes to my back and he unclasps my bra with a
masterful flick of his fingers, pushing the straps down my shoulders. Biting
my lower lip, I push the bra down my arms, letting it fall on the bed as
Arsen’s hand cups my breasts eagerly, moving from one to the other, his
fingers squeezing my fleshy curves harshly.
“We’re just warming up,” he tells me as he starts fingering me harder,
flicking his wrist so fast that I already feel my insides start to clench. “I love to warm up,” I grin at him, once again biting on my lip as I slide
one hand down my stomach and press on my clit with two fingers. I start to
rub myself as he fingers me, electricity pooling in my muscles. My eyes start to close as I feel all that electricity aching to be set free,
and my fingers move even faster over my clit. Feeling me near to pleasure’s
peak, Arsen slides his fingers deeper in me, hooking them upward and
pressing against my G-spot. I arch my back, my own fingers flying over my
clit as sparks of ecstasy explode inside of me. I breathe out deeply, a
quivering moan tumbling out of my lips the moment I open my mouth. “Oh, God…” I whisper, Arsen’s fingers starting to move once more. He
doesn’t let me recover from my first orgasm, but by now I’m already used
to it - besides, why would I want to rest? Even though we now have the rest
of our lives to explore each others bodies, I don’t want to waste one single
minute.
I reach for his crotch again, my hand massaging his cock before I focus
on his belt; I unbuckle it as fast as I can and then I unbutton his pants, my
brain trying hard to focus on the task at hand. The moment the last button comes undone his cock pushes against my hand, tenting his boxer briefs; I just hook my fingers on his underwear, pushing both his pants and boxers down to his knees. He kicks off his shoes in a hurry and I do the rest,
pushing all the fabric down his legs and onto the floor.
I grin wildly, his fingers never easing up. Wanting to see his naked body
in all its glory, I reach for the collar of his shirt and I start unbuttoning it as
fast as I can, my eyes hungrily travelling down his chest as it comes into
sight. It doesn’t take long for me to be entranced by his rock hard abs, each
muscle of his like a perfect monument to manhood.
My elbows on the mattress, I sit up on the bed and reach for his cock. I
curl my fingers tightly around his shaft and I start to stroke it, matching the
rhythm of his own fingers. I lean in, my lips parting as I move toward his