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)
“I’m just getting started,” he tells me, pulling out from me just to say these words. He dives into me again, eagerly pressing his mouth against my pussy and sucking as hard as he can; he pulls my folds into his mouth, running his tongue along them as he keeps my ass cheeks spread wide.
I’m moaning... and I’m moaning hard. Each stroke of his tongue sends a high voltage current up my spine, making me even wetter and desperate for his cock. But still he keeps sucking and licking me, working me with his mouth until I’m hissing through my gritted teeth.
Then, with no warning whatsoever, he curls his fingers on my hips and makes me turn around. My back against the wall, I look down at him, my heart beating wildly inside of my chest as I notice his lips glistening with my fluids. He doesn’t afford me the luxury of looking at him anymore, though without waiting, he places one hand under my left ass cheek and makes me lift my leg, placing it over his shoulder. One leg on the ground and other resting on his shoulder, my pussy is left open wide for him to devour, and that’s exactly what he does; closing his eyes as he leans in, he fits his mouth against my aching pussy, jabbing at my insides with his tongue. I pull on his hair, pulling him into me as I sway my hips from side to side, rubbing my wetness all over his face. He doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seems to relish it, redoubling his efforts.
“It feels so… So good…” I moan, throwing my head back as he laps at my clit with his tongue, circling it and then pressing down.
Using only his tongue, he drives me to the edge of madness but, not quite satisfied with it, he starts brushing one finger against my folds. Moving it up and down, he teases me, but never slides it in; he waits for me to reach for his wrist, and before I can grab it, he slides his finger inside of me, curling it upward in a hook motion. His fingertip pressed tight against my G-spot, he starts rubbing that sweet trigger of madness while he keeps on torturing my clit. He knows what he’s doing, and he won’t stop until a climax forces me to moan as loud as I can.
In the end, it doesn’t take long for him to get what he wants. My body tenses up, electricity gathering in my extremities, and I finally open my mouth and let a quivering moan out. My hands go weak, and I have to place my forearms against the wall, supporting me as a wild orgasm rages through me. Liam keeps licking me while pleasure makes my heart almost explode, only slowing down when my moan turns into a soft purr of ecstasy.
“Delicious,” he says, looking up at me as he pulls out from my pussy. “As always,” he adds, that devilish grin on his lips as he takes my leg out from his shoulder and goes up to his feet. Standing right in front of me, his hands on my hips, he leans in. I smile, meeting him halfway and pressing my lips against his, my tongue sliding into his mouth. My own scent and flavor hit me at once and, just like the last time, it makes my insides clench, desire fluttering inside my chest.
Running my hands down his chest, I hook my fingers on his belt, looking him in the eyes expectantly. With a grin and a nod, he gives me the go ahead, allowing me to unbuckle his belt and pull it out from its loops. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my trembling fingers as I start to unbutton his pants. One by one, the buttons come off. His hard cock pushes against my knuckles from under his boxer briefs and my heart tightens at the touch of his hard shaft. I turn my hand around and grab it viciously, sighing in ecstasy as I feel his thickness pulsing against my fingers. I can barely wait to have him inside of me, stretching my pussy as it buries itself into me.
“You want it, don’t you?” he says, laying soft kisses on my neck. I simply nod, barely able to think of anything to say. Oh, I want it so bad; he has no idea how much. “How bad, Vivian?”
“Bad,” I croak, my pussy so wet that I feel my own fluids starting to drip down my inner thighs.
“Prove it. On your knees,” he tells me, my legs buckling under my weight as if he had cast a spell on me. He lets go of me and takes one step back, his smart eyes never leaving mine. I go down as if all my strength had left me. Gulping, I reach for his waist, grabbing at the hem of his boxer briefs; I tug on them, sending them down his legs with his pants. His cock jumps free, precum glistening on the tip. Thick and long, it stands ready at attention, pulsing with the desire to feel my mouth.