Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“Good, I’m gonna take you bare now, Josie, and I’m not going to stop until your body can’t take any more.” With my cock lined up, one hard and deep shift of my hips has me buried to the hilt, her walls fluttering around my length, sucking me in and tempting to push me over the edge before I’m ready. Jesus, she has me feeling like a fucking horny-ass teenager in the back of the car parked on a deserted road, getting a blowjob for the first time.
“Trace, oh, fuck, you feel so good.” Her voice is choppy, breathless. She moves to where she’s back on her hands, fingers digging into the sheets beneath, pushing back each time I pull out of her slick, wet heat. The velvet clench her pussy has around my cock feels like a vice, and I never want to leave her.
“Fuck, yeah, babe, keep doing that.” I grunt with each punch of my hips as she tightens around me. Earlier, when she was undressing, I saw the sweet dandelion tattoo she has beneath her tit, soft and whimsical, just like the beauty beneath me. It’s fucking perfect, exactly like Josie. Mark my words, the next time I’m not dying to get inside her, to feel the clutch of her hot pussy surrounding me, I’m going to explore every fucking inch of her. This woman has me under a Goddamn spell.
“More. Oh God.” My hands tighten where they grip her hips, pulling her back onto my dick while swiveling my hips, balls slapping at her clit with each thrust. Josie’s body tightens every time I hit her tight bundle of nerves, head tipping back on a groan. I slide my hand up her back, fingers gliding over every indentation of her spine until I’m at the base of her neck as my hand fists in her hair, holding it there while I keep fucking her the way she likes it.
“Like this?” I hit her deeper with a slam of my hips, holding it there as her body shakes, her flesh pebbles from the sensation. “Goddamn it.” The ringing of my phone goes off. Josie’s gripping the edge of the mattress, and the ringtone is the one I set for Wes. An idea comes to mind. “Grab my phone, babe, and hand it to me.” Josie does what I say, not questioning, clenching her pussy around my dick while slowly moving closer to the edge. I follow her, still keeping up the same pace, sweat dripping down my body.
“Trace.” My eyes shift to where she clasps the phone in her hand. The ringing stops only to start all over again. Damn my son, needing me in the most damn inopportune moment.
“Hit the green button, Josie, then be quiet. You see who’s calling.” She likes this as much as I do, if not more, the way her cunt flutters around my cock is all the answer I need.
“Trace.” Her body trembles as her thumb hits the accept button, then she tosses the phone onto the mattress and pushes her body back into mine. Josie’s eyes meet mine when she looks over her shoulder, licking her lips. Shit, yes, this woman is like fire running through my veins, and I’m not sure who this is going to be harder for—her or me.
“Hey, bud,” I say, hitting the speaker phone button. Josie turns back around. I stay still, watching as she moves back and forth on my cock, arching her back to get me to slide deeper.
“Hey, Dad, do you mind if I stop by the house to pick up the check?” he asks.
“I’ve got no problem with that. I’m not home. You want to pick it up tomorrow?” Josie lets out a low whimper, and I have to cough in order to cover it up.
“Alright, I figured you’d be home. I guess not. Good for you.” I could imagine Wes smirking. If he only fucking knew who I’m currently lazily tunneling in and out of, he’d lose his damn mind.
“Thanks, see you tomorrow.” Josie is getting restless, and so am I. The need to come inside her, coating her pussy, marking her within, and branding her to me, hits deeper than I’ve ever experienced.
“See you then,” Wes mumbles. I hit the end button, then my hands return to her hips, thumbs pressing into the cum holders once again, and watch as Josie tosses her head back. The tendrils of her hair are soaked with perspiration, and I feel her cunt tighten harder than before as I thrust deeper. My momentum never stops, not while she’s coming around me, as I keep working both our bodies.
“Trace.” My name is one long syllable, soft and low in her throat. My head tips back, and I swallow around the lump in my throat, filled with pure male pride, happier than hell to finally have Josie any way I can have her.