Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
I tug downward on her hips, and she follows the command, dropping to her knees. She reaches for my cock, but I catch her hands and place them on top of her head, causing her breasts to lift and separate. Her nipples are hard and thick. I lean forward to use my lips on it. I’m able to make light suction with them. I sweep my finger inside my mouth to gather saliva and paint it around her nipple.
She lets out a little moan. “This is… hot.” Her voice is rusty. I squeeze her ass and cock my head to the side to ask her to go on. “I like when you go Big Daddy on me. So much.” Her head drops back when I move my mouth to the other nipple. “I didn’t even know what I was missing. But now…” She licks her lips, making my dick leap against the zipper. She drops her gaze to it and lifts to meet mine again. “I think you may have ruined regular sex for me.”
Aw, fuck. I release my erection.
She reaches for it, but once again, I stay her hands, this time bending them behind her back again. I cup the back of her head and guide her gorgeous mouth down to slide over my cock.
I nearly come the minute she takes me. Hot. Wet. Lush. Her mouth is delicious. It’s everything I can do not to thrust my very proportionate cock down her delicate throat.
She seems to love her position—being held pseudo-captive by me. Being pretend-forced to give me oral. She bobs her head over my cock enthusiastically, using her tongue to sweep up the underside, to lick around the head. She covers her teeth with her lips and bobs up and down over the head in short, quick movements.
My fingers wrap into her pale champagne blonde hair, tightening with the pleasure.
It kills me that I don’t have a tongue to return the favor. If I did, I would never let her suck my cock unless she was sitting on my face. I would always want to make her come first. Come hardest. Loudest.
My sweet lastochka.
I want to come, but I’d rather save it all for Story’s pleasure, so I stop her, gently tugging her hair back to pull her off me. She licks around her lips, a note of challenge in her eyes.
She definitely still wants more.
Thank fuck. I’m humbled beyond belief that she wants something from me. That she’s taking it from me. After what happened last night, and after I just kept her from leaving, she could just as easily be done with me forever. It could’ve gone a million ways but this one, and I’m endlessly grateful that we’re here.
She stands, and I let her, needing her to show me what she needs. She straddles my waist, gripping my cock and guiding me inside her.
I let out a groan. I usually try to stifle all sounds from my mouth because I hate hearing the incoherent syllables, but this one sounds like it should. Like pleasure. Like gratitude.
Story unbuttons my shirt as she slowly rocks her hips, taking me a little deeper each time. When she gets the shirt open, I rip it off and reach behind my neck to pull off my undershirt with one hand.
“Mmm,” Story rumbles. “That’s hot.” Her blue-tipped fingernails scratch through my chest hairs. “I’m so hot for this. For you.” She’s babbling breathlessly.
I want to hold my breath to make sure I don’t miss a single syllable. That I memorize every word.
“You’re like a big daddy-bear who spanks and then cuddles. I’m definitely going to be your bad girl.”
Blyad'. Her words snap the leash on my control. Keeping my cock buried inside her, I flip her onto her back and start pounding inside her. She undulates her hips enthusiastically, bending her knees up to receive me. I catch her wrists and pin them beside her head, fucking her with more force than I should.
“Oh God,” she moans. “You’re so big. It’s so good.”
I change the strokes up to short and fast, jackhammering into her. Her tits bounce. Her eyes roll back in her head. The sight of her expression of ecstasy nearly makes me come, and I want to make sure I give it to her right, so I pull out and roll her to her belly.
“Oh God, yes,” she encourages, spreading her legs wide. Her ass is red from my hand—redder than I expected, but any guilt I might feel is erased when she looks over her shoulder at me.
She wants it.
It’s the first time I’ve really believed there is a God in this world.
The first time I’ve felt blessed.
I enter her from behind, shuddering with pleasure at the angle.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Story chants. “That’s so good. Hello G-spot-love.”
I arc in and out of her, slapping her cute ass with my loins each time I slam in.