Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
She lifted her arms when I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and began to tug it up, making it easier for me to strip it off her. She wasn’t wearing the virginal white bra this time. It was a basic black one, but it was still sexy as hell. I jerked one of the straps down, making her tit tumble out, and I bent to capture it in my mouth.
I liked how responsive she was. Her back arched, like she wanted me to have all the access I needed.
“Such a good girl,” I said.
While I fumbled with the clasp at the back of her bra, she grabbed the back of my shirt and tried to get it off me, and so it became a race to see who could get the other one topless first. Because I was so competitive, of course I won.
But it had been close.
Kissing her while her naked tits were pressed to my chest was fucking fire. My tongue dipped into her mouth, and she sighed with satisfaction, answering back with a stroke of her own.
It was a lot easier to undo her shorts than her bra.
As soon as I had the zipper dropped, I wedged my hand inside her underwear. I didn’t bother pushing her shorts down, I left them open and sagging on her hips while my fingers slid down to her pussy.
A wicked smile burned across my lips when I discovered she was already wet.
Her whole body shivered when my fingers found her clit and stirred. She closed her eyes against the pleasure I was giving her, and her head lolled forward, planting her forehead against my shoulder.
I moved my fingers in tight circles, which wasn’t that easy because it was a snug fit for my hand inside her shorts and panties, but I made it work. She moaned and grabbed my arm for support.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I teased. “Am I making it hard for you to stand?”
I didn’t give her a chance to answer. I pushed a finger deep inside her scorching body, and the action made her gasp and lift onto her toes.
“I’m going to put my cock here, Sydney.” I couldn’t tell if it was my words or the finger I pulsed in and out of her that made her moan. “Right inside this tight, wet pussy. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
She nodded as best she could with her forehead still resting on my shoulder.
But I wasn’t going to let her get away with just that. “Tell me.”
“Yes,” she gasped.
Then she pushed down one of the sides of her shorts, making them fall to her ankles, and once again, giving me better access to her. I had a lot more freedom to work with, and I glanced down, enjoying the way my hand looked as it moved inside her underwear.
She seemed to enjoy the way my finger felt inside her, but she liked my fingertips on her clit even better, and so when I focused on that, she trembled so badly I worried she was going to buckle.
I pulled my hand away from her and didn’t give any warning before scooping her up into my arms. She yelped with surprise, and she didn’t get a chance to get used to my hold, because I marched the few steps to the edge of my bed and dropped her on top of it.
She stared up at me with wide eyes, and I tried to convince myself I didn’t notice how good she looked on my bed with her long, dark hair puddled around her. It was easier when I focused on something else, so I leaned over, grabbed the sides of her black panties, and yanked them down her legs so fast there was the sound of thread ripping.
“Oops,” I said.
Her chest heaved with her rapid breathing, but I got the sense it was excitement and not so much that she was nervous or shy.
After all, we’d done this before. But it was still so new, and last time had been a bit like a dress rehearsal. This time, the training wheels were coming off.
My gaze swept over her naked body, enjoying every inch, every curve. “Open your legs,” I said. “Show me where I’m going to put it.”
A blush glanced through her expression, and for a second it seemed like she wasn’t going to do it, but then her knees parted. Her legs slid quietly across the bedspread, and revealed the slit at the center of them, all pink and bare and damp.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
I grew hotter the longer I stared at the pussy I was desperate to have, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself. She’d only had sex once, so it would be good to give her a little more prep. My mouth and two fingers had worked well last time, so—