Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
“Joe,” she panted. “I want you to kiss me.”
In an instant my mouth was on hers, our lips open, our tongues meeting with hot, desperate need. I fisted my hands in her hair as her palm slid over the bulge in my pants. My cock surged to life, a growl tearing from somewhere in my chest.
Reaching around her back, I hauled her across my lap, slipping a hand up her dress. She threw her arms around my neck and clung to me as the kiss deepened. My palm moved up her inner thigh, and she moaned as I stroked her. Nudging the edge of her panties aside, I teased her clit with my fingers.
I put my mouth at her ear and spoke low. “I want to bury my face between your legs.”
“Oh God,” she murmured, clinging harder, opening her thighs.
“I dream about the way you taste,” I told her, sliding a finger inside her and rubbing the silky wetness over her clit. “About the way you move. About the sounds you make when you come on my tongue.”
My mouth moved down her throat, my tongue caressing the delicate skin. When she moaned, I felt the vibration on my lips. “Can I?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Moving her off my lap, I dropped to my knees in front of her and pushed her dress up to her hips. Hooking my fingers in her panties, I pulled them down and tossed them aside. Then I slung her legs over my shoulders and yanked her closer to me.
At my first long stroke, she sighed. When I drew circles with my tongue, she put her hands in my hair. When I sucked her swollen clit, she tightened her fists. In mere minutes, her heels dug into my back, her cries grew more frantic, and her body released all its tension in a thumping pulse against my tongue. My cock ached with envy.
As soon as her grip in my hair loosened, I jumped to my feet. My plan was to carry her off to her bedroom and explore all her new curves, but before I could scoop her into my arms, she sat up and unbuckled my belt. Unbuttoned my pants. Dragged down the zipper. Untucked my shirt. Her hands moved so fast I barely had time to register what she was doing. Then she yanked the sides of my pants down, my cock springing free like a jack-in-the-box.
Gripping it with both hands, she lowered her head and teased me with her tongue and fingers—slow, circular strokes over the crown that made my abs flex and my thighs tense. I slid my hands into her hair, lifting it off her face. Then I groaned as she dipped her head and licked her way from the base of my cock all the way to the tip. Like it was a popsicle in August and she wanted every melting drop in her mouth. Once. Twice. On the third long sweep of her tongue, my knees trembled. My cock thickened and twitched.
She looked up at me, her face lit by the lights on the tree, her eyes catching their gleam. Smiling mischievously, she took only the tip into her mouth and sucked gently, eyes still on mine.
I growled in frustration, battling the urge to thrust in deeper, to fuck that perfect strawberry mouth until I came, to watch her swallow me down.
Lowering her eyes, she slid her lips down to her fingers, sheathing my cock completely. Moaning softly, she worked her mouth and her hands together in tandem, sucking and stroking me with tight, wet pulls that shot electrical pulses down my legs and up my spine. Heat swirled and gathered at the center of my body, and my muscles hummed like live wires. I was close, and if she kept going like that—
“Mmmmm.” She took me from her mouth and licked the crown again. “I can taste you.”
My jaw tensed. “Fuck.”
She slipped me between her lips, dropping one hand and taking me all the way to the back of her throat. I cursed through gritted teeth again. My hands clenched in her hair, and she gasped.
I loosened my grip. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” she panted, tilting her face up to me, that wicked little spark in her eye. “You know I like when you lose control. When you come hard for me.”
My dick throbbed in her hand, and I tightened my fist again in her hair. “It’s going to happen in your mouth if you don’t stop.”
She smiled seductively, and that fucking dimple nearly put me over the edge. “That’s right where I want it.” Lowering her head, she moved her lips and tongue up and down my cock, and I fought off the climax that hovered like a storm on the horizon, wanting to prolong the sweet agony of her mouth on me.