Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
I smack his arm on a gasp. “Adequate?” I repeat, yelping as I smack him again, reminding me again of just how hard his entire body is. “Adequate!”
He’s mocking me, which is fair since I said the same thing about his cabin. House. Cabin mansion... Whatever it is.
His low chuckle is met with strong hands on my waist, pulling me up as he stands from the bed and sets me down on my feet in front of him. I give his arm another smack as he reaches down and takes a handful of my ass.
“More than adequate.” He adds as his cock stands up, falling forward to bump me just above my belly button, creamy liquid leaving a wet spot where it’s connected and my mouth waters.
“I’ll show you adequate.” I hiss, and I know what I want to do.
He looks down at me and my belly flips. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, and I want to make him feel as good as he’s made me feel.
I want him to feel like a king.
I slip my hands down over the indentations of his six-pack, which, in truth, is more like eight or ten depending on his movements. I pause at his hips, my eyes on his, and he takes a quick breath, his lips opening with unspoken words.
I drop to my knees, my teeth nipping into my bottom lip. I’m unsure, and yet strangely confident.
“You’re going to give me that mouth cherry of yours aren’t you, little one?”
I nod, my face now in line with his erection, and up close it’s even more magnificent. But a flash of fear courses through me, wondering what to do.
And how that thing is ever going to fit in my mouth. It will be halfway to my heart if I take it down to those ridiculously huge balls.
His eyes flash with darkness as his hand comes to rest, heavy on the top of my head.
“You want to serve me like a good girl should. You want to give me all of you.”
“Yes.” I manage, as I slip my fingers around the center of the steel rod, the skin as soft as silk, and the feel of him in my grip makes my pussy tingle and my belly flutter.
“Lick the tip.” He orders. “Just the tip. I want to watch that sweet tongue of yours lap at that drop of cum, waiting just for your sweet little mouth.”
I do as he instructs, poking my tongue out and letting the liquid on the tip drift over my taste buds.
Mathias groans as I lick, letting his flavor brand itself into me, the softness of the swollen tip a contrast to the hardness of the rest of him.
I run my tongue up and around the head, listening to his breathing grow rapid as his hand on my head starts to guide me.
As I move my hand around the shaft, up and down, the skin moves easily over the hardness underneath, while I give the engorged head kisses and flicks with my tongue, hoping what I’m doing makes him feel a fraction of the way he made me feel with his mouth.
His balls hang low, and I bring my other hand to touch the textured skin, feel the course hairs, caressing as I kiss and lick the bottom of his shaft and feel his hand tighten in my hair, a pained sound drifting down from above.
When I stop, looking up, I see a wildness in his eyes, but I’m unsure.
“Is it okay? Am I making you feel good?” The words tremble from my lips, and while I’m shocked at my own lack of inhibitions, I truly want to know the answers.
“It’s not okay. It’s not good.” His voice is low and thick, and for a moment my stomach drops. “It’s fucking incredible.”
“You can tell me what you want me to do.”
“Open your mouth. Lick your lips, get it slick with spit and take it inside.”
“I’ll try. It’s pretty frickin’ big.” I smile.
“I believe in you.” He growls as he drops his other hand to rest on my head, his fist holding me steady and guiding my mouth forward. “Your hand on my balls is perfect. Feels so fucking good. Now, suck, baby.”
His hands urge me forward and I open my lips, licking them and spitting on the tip before I take it into my mouth. I keep my lips curled around my teeth as I massage his balls from underneath, feeling the unusual sensation of the skin move in my hand.
I imagine his cum shooting out, down my throat, how it will feel being able to give him that sort of pleasure. The idea makes me dizzy.
We begin to move together, his hands on my head as each of his thrusts opens my mouth further, until my jaw pops.