Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
It’s driving me crazy. I’m so close to her pussy that one thrust of my hips will have me buried inside her, but I can’t. Not yet. She hasn’t experienced a man’s touch, and I want her to experience every blissful sensation before I claim her forever.
My body acts without my mind’s permission. With my hand still tucked between her legs, I lift us out of my seat. She’s so light, so easy to carry, but her shaking and rattling make keeping her up harder than anticipated.
She slips from my grip and drops to her feet, but without skipping a beat, she grabs my wrist in both her hands and pulls it back between her legs.
“What did I tell you?” She stares up at me with a hooded gaze. Her teeth sink into her lower lip.
“Your wish is my command.” But I don’t go straight back to touching.
First, I hook my fingers into the waistband of her shorts. Her eyes widen at the sensation, but she doesn’t stop me as I drop them to the floor. She takes a step back and trips against my desk. Two of the monitors fall to the floor, and as she falls, Penelope parts her legs with a giggle to give me a full view of her pink slit.
“Oopsie.” She pouts and presses her index finger to the corner of her lips. “I did something bad.”
“You did.” I’m so lost at the sight of her cunt, I can’t think straight. It’s glistening from her juices. Soaked and ready. I crumble to my knees and get a firm grip on her ankles to spread her legs. “And I have to punish you for it.”
“It’s what I deserve.” She leans further back on the desk to knock my last screen over. “Punish me. Teach me my lesson. Do whatever you have to.”
What the fuck is she doing to me? My strength comes from my independence. No ties and no boundaries. Yet every action she takes, every word she says, makes those beliefs burn out in a tailspin.
I pull her legs back, and her ass flies off the desk. I tuck the underside of her knees over my shoulders, pinning Penelope in place in front of me. Her hands reach for my hair, pulling at fistfuls of it.
Every slight movement I make inspires another labored breath from Penelope. I turn my head, and my morning stubble tickles her thigh, tearing a moan from her core. I kiss the soft meat, and her body jerks and wobbles.
“Take your shirt off,” I order against her thigh and kiss my way up.
Penelope nods. Her hands start dancing their way up her body while she pulls the shirt over her head. Her breasts bounce free from their confines, and she wastes no time groping them.
My eyes trail the length of her body while my lips reach the end of their journey. I can’t stand it. She’s perfect. Golden hair cascades down her shoulders. Her blue ocean eyes gaze at me longingly, desperately eager for what I’m about to do. Her tender hands, cupping the perfect mounds of her tits make my cock spasm.
And the sweet scent of her soaked cunt makes my mouth water.
I can’t hold back any longer. I shove my face between her legs, pressing the tip of my tongue against her engorged clit. She jolts forward, letting out a choked noise.
It’s hard to remember that every one of these experiences is unknown to her. Every touch is a new, orgasmic sensation all to itself.
The tip turns to the long pad of my tongue running along her slit and drinking in every drop of her sweet liquid. Her intoxicating scent doesn’t compare to her taste. She screams out, a hand returning to my head, and she can’t control her strength.
She yanks my hair, pulling my face tighter against her body. My tongue glides between her folds, getting ever closer to her hole. Her body jerks and spasms. Her legs rattle and squeeze around my shoulders.
“You’re so fucking delicious,” I mutter the words against Penelope’s pussy. Can she even hear it above the pleased noises escaping her?
It doesn’t matter. No more waiting. I steady my tongue and make it firm, before shoving it inside of her. Penelope jumps forward, wide eyes peering down at me with her lips in the shape of an ‘o’.
I hook my arm around her thigh and press my thumb against her swollen nub. I press against it firmly but start with slow, precise circles. Penelope’s entire body starts vibrating. Every muscle tightens, and her ass starts gliding around in the liquid she’s dripped onto my desk.
So. Fucking. Hot.
I start penetrating her harder with my tongue, and my thumb speeds up accordingly. Her body can’t choose between moaning, breathing, and choking on the sounds trying to break free from her chest.