Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
“No.”
“I am.”
“You’re not.”
“I’m not?”
“Not at all.” He shook his head. “You’re cock-whipped.”
I laughed some more. “Dick and cock are the same.”
“They’re not even close.”
“Yes. They are. They’re just names—”
“No. No. A dick is. . .let’s say it’s standard equipment for any man.”
“Standard equipment.”
“Yes, but not every man has a cock.”
“Oh, really?”
“Really.”
“Then, enlighten me, Mr. Professor of Cockology.”
He landed a peck on my cheek and then spoke, “A cock is a whole different beast. It’s bigger, stronger, and holds more power.”
“Mmmm.” I could feel his thick, heavy length hardening against me.
“The sort of man that has a cock, well. . .he can destroy worlds.”
“So, only big bad alpha guys have cocks?”
“Exactly. They’re the sort of men that know what they want and how to take it. They’re the kind that can bring you to your knees and make you beg for more.”
“Mmmm. I damn sure remember begging for your cock.”
“Yeah and I eventually delivered.” Lei nodded. “But then why do I suddenly find myself in the predicament where I am now the one always begging?”
“Well, let me explain.”
He studied me.
“That is the difference between a woman having a vagina and having a pussy.”
He chuckled.
“See. What you stumbled upon, Lei, is prime quality pussy, laced with the utmost pleasure and well-suited for multiple positions.”
He leaned forward and brushed his lips against my ear. “Why didn’t you warn me?”
I shivered against him. “I thought you knew.”
“I didn’t but, I’m a fast learner.”
“Yes. You’re an excellent student.”
“What are you going to teach me today?”
“How to fuck me from behind.”
A dark groan left him. “I’ve been wanting to. . .get back there.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He grabbed my ass and squeezed so hard he almost lifted me off the floor.
I placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. “Just to be clear, we’re not talking about entering my actual ass. There are levels to this. We’re starting with doggystyle.”
He laughed, a rich, deep sound that vibrated through me. “Understood, Professor.”
Without warning, he kissed me again and our lips met in a fiery clash, tongues dancing, and heat building between us.
For several lush seconds, I lost myself in that kiss.
When he finally pulled back, his eyes were smoldering with desire. “So, when does class begin?”
I grinned, leaning in to whisper against his lips. “Class begins now.”
He growled low in his throat and that goddamn sound sent a delicious thrill through me. “Yes, ma’am.”
And all I could wonder was, once he pushed deep into me. . .would we ever make it to the cookout or not?
Chapter fourteen
Sun Tzu and the Art of Doggystyle
Lei
I stood at the end of the bed, looking at my captivating Mountain Mistress.
Dear God. Am I even going to last longer than a minute?
I never thought the sight of Moni could be more heart-pounding and mind-numbing than it already was but seeing her naked and on all fours on the bed, was a vision that would be seared into my memory forever.
My heart raced.
Pre-cum dripped from the tip of my cock, staining the carpet below my bare feet.
Oh my God. Is that all mine?
Her smooth dark brown skin glowed under the soft sunlight filtering through the billowing white curtains.
Her curves were like the rolling hills of a lush landscape, with peaks and valleys that begged to be explored. They flowed seamlessly into one another.
So deliriously exquisite.
Fucking alluring.
She was a work of art that was absolutely inviting to the rising primal urges within me and I couldn’t resist the urge to touch every inch of her.
I fisted my hands at my sides.
Listen. We are going to be calm and not fuck this up.
Still, I didn’t get on the bed.
Instead, I licked my lips and leaned my head to the side to get a better view.
Her fat ass—a pair of perfectly round brown voluptuous globes—was on full display.
Succulent.
From my position behind her, I could see how they perfectly rose and fell with each breath she took, the steady rhythm almost hypnotizing me.
I should take a picture of this. Would she think I was weird? Even if she did, it would be worth it.
I needed this image in my phone so I could look at it whenever I had a bad day.
That ass was so damn smooth, yet soft at the same time.
I imagined my hands sliding over the smooth expanse of her ass, tracing a sensual path from the small of her back and then slipping them over those twin globes that were teasing me.
More pre-cum dripped from my cock.
I might not last thirty seconds. She’s right. There are levels to this.
Dear God, the way her ass creased into her thighs was nothing short of poetic. Like watching crystal blue waves break upon a powder white shore.
And then there was her pussy.
Wet.
Glistening.
Soft folds.
All lush and nestled between her thighs, yet peeking at me.
My mouth watered.