Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
I smile and crook my finger for her to come closer. “I’m saying that it isn’t off the table for the future. But, Letty, baby, you don’t want to marry me.”
She shoves my chest. “Don’t tell me what I want.”
“But I do know what you want, Letty.” And right now, it aligns perfectly with what I want.
I think.
She rolls her eyes, and she’s about to say something sassy as I pull her closer and drop down into one of the plush chairs around the kitchen table.
“What is that, Mr. Know-It-All?”
“This.” I bend down and cup her ankles, slowly sliding my hands up her bare legs, taking the granny gown with me until the fabric is around her waist, baring her sweet little pussy to my gaze.
“In the kitchen?” She sounds horrified, and I just nod.
“Right here,” I tell her and pick her up by the waist, setting her on the table right in front of me. “This is the most appropriate place to eat, is it not?”
She gasps as I press a hand to her chest until she’s lying down on the table, finally realizing what is about to happen. “To eat?”
I nod and pull the chair closer. “To feast on this sweet pussy. It’s so pink and plump and ready for me.” I look down at her glistening pussy lips and see the slight pulsing. “You want this.”
“How do you know?” I know she’s genuinely curious, and I slide my middle finger up and down, using her juices to moisten my finger.
“I can see your pussy pulsing when I do this.” I slip the finger inside, and she clamps down on me. “You feel that? Because I feel it.”
Her cheeks turn bright pink, and Letty covers her face. “You’re so dirty.”
“Not dirty, observant. I know what you like because when I do this,” I tell her and blow on her wet pussy, “you get wetter and tighter.”
She’s looking at me like I’m some sort of magician. “You can feel me getting wetter?”
I nod. “Your body and your mouth tell everything I need to know to make you moan and scream my name.”
I laugh when she groans and puts the other hand over her face. “Don’t hide from me, Letty. Watch,” I tell her and lower my head until my tongue is lapping at her juices.
I keep my eyes on her while I feast on her sweet cunt, watching as her eyes flutter shut and her breaths turn shallow.
There’s a look of wonder on her face that has my cock twitching, but instead of standing up and sliding my cock deep, I let my lips and tongue take her to heaven.
“Shades,” she pants and shakes her head back and forth.
I groan at the picture she presents, the top half of her so prim and proper with that gown on, while down below, her legs are spread wide, pussy wet and dripping down my chin and onto the expensive kitchen table. Fuck, this chick is going to be my undoing. I can already tell because my cock is dripping. He’s hungry to get inside that tight cunt again, but I’m still eating her pussy like it’s my last fucking meal.
Her hand shoots out ,and her fingers tangle in my hair.
“Shades, yes. Oh, yes. Yes! Yes!” When Letty rolls her hips in an effort to get more pleasure, I growl again, and she gasps. “Oh!”
I drag her closer to get her ass on the edge of the table and pull the nightgown off, tossing it behind me. With her legs hanging over my shoulders, she is completely at my mercy, naked and beautiful, so ready for more.
“Tell me what you want, Letty. Clearly.”
“I-I want…you.”
“I’m here. What do you want me to do, Letty?”
I flatten my tongue and lick her from her entrance to her clit, sucking that nub of nerves so hard she cries out and her hips buck up.
“Well?” I tease.
“I want you to keep doing that,” she pants and readjusts her hands so she can see me taste her.
“Doing what?”
She growls, and goddammit, my cock is leaking now, begging to join the party. “I want you to keep…eating my pussy. Please, Shades.”
The desire and the agony in her voice is too much, and I grip her thighs and feast on her pussy while she screams and moans her pleasure, begging for more, which I give her happily. And then some.
“Oh, Shades! Yes! Oh my goodness, I’m…I’m…Oh!” Her body twitches and convulses, and she falls back with a low, keening cry as the last of the orgasm works its way out.
“Oh, dear! How can that feel so good?”
I laugh and shake my head. “Because I know what you like,” I tell her and stand up to kiss my way up her body because I want her to taste herself on my lips.