Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 69511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“I know that I want to come, too,” she said. “And the way you’re acting makes me think maybe you don’t have the control needed for me to keep going.”
Well, she had me there.
I didn’t disagree with her, so she took that as acceptance and rolled the condom onto my cock.
I didn’t know that lavender-colored nails against my cock as she wrapped me up in a rubber was going to be one of my favorite sexual situations I’d ever been in, but there I was, really getting into it.
She wasn’t good at it, either.
Which reminded me that she was very, very new to this.
Had she ever had someone in her mouth?
I knew that I’d been the first one in her pussy.
I also knew by the way she struggled to get the rubber rolled down to my base that she’d likely never done anything with a condom, either.
Which made sense if she was a virgin.
“Grab it about halfway down,” I instructed. “Then roll it down from there.”
She did, this time managing to get it into place.
It was only slightly lopsided, but neither my dick nor my brain cared.
All it wanted was her in my lap, bouncing on my cock like she was trying to revive it.
“Hop up here, pretty girl,” I urged.
She did, moving so her knees were on either side of my thighs.
Remind me later to thank Ellodie for getting Quaid the big and tall chair he said he didn’t need last Christmas.
She pushed herself up high on her knees, then reached for my cock.
I helped her by grasping the base and angling my dick so that she could sit on it, which she did seconds later.
I expected it to take a while to get me inside of her, but apparently she was just as worked up as I was, because she slid halfway down before she had to rise up and come down a second time.
It took three solid tries before she was taking all of me, and by the time she came to a halt with her sweet ass on my thighs, both of us were panting.
I couldn’t help but look down at the way she was taking me.
The only light in the room was what streamed in through the windows on either side of the office door, giving me a view, but only a shadowed one.
I was desperate for a better look, but I didn’t dare turn on the light.
I liked my job and wanted to keep it.
But if I had to go down for an offense, fucking Athena Murphy just might be worth it.
A gasping breath had my gaze jerking up to meet hers.
“What is it?” I reached up, curling my hand around her throat.
“You,” she breathed. “You fill me so full. Is that normal?”
“It’s going to be normal for you until I’m fuckin’ dead,” I shot back.
She bit her lip and slowly started to undulate her hips, not exactly lifting up, but still swirling herself enough that my cock was reacting.
I caught both hips, my calluses snagging on the soft fabric of her dress, and helped her.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she whispered, “God yes.”
“That’s right, baby.” I watched her breathing pick up. “You can take me so good, can’t you?”
She really could.
No woman had ever taken me as well before.
“Well,” she murmured. “I can take you so well.”
I loved her fire.
I loved her brains.
I loved her…
Fuck.
I loved her.
I forced myself to quit on that thought.
Loving her? It was way too soon to admit that to myself. She was just a woman I was really, really in to.
She was…
Fuck, she was clenching down on my cock, making my eyes cross.
“I need to lift…” she breathed.
I helped her do that, my head falling back onto the chair as I looked at the ceiling and tried to hang on.
Even with the damn condom covering my cock, she felt too good.
Too hot.
Too wet.
Too mine.
“Goddamn, baby,” I breathed. “You’re so wet and hot for me. And you stretch so well around me, I feel like you were made just for me.”
“Gable,” her voice quivered. “I think I’m going to…”
Voices sounded from outside.
Laughter.
Then a bunch of bodies.
SWAT team was back.
They always used that hallway.
But I couldn’t find it in myself to care.
I was too focused on how she was making me feel.
I cupped her breasts, wishing they weren’t plastered so successfully to her body with her stupid tight dress.
She came, falling so hard and fast that she dragged me right along with her.
I felt my balls draw up tight, and before I could stop myself, I let out a short bellow.
She slapped her hand over my mouth, and I groaned into her palm.
“Shh,” she gasped. “We have to be quiet.”
I couldn’t see straight, yet she wanted me to be quiet?
That was cute.
Sadly, reality set in when I heard the talking from the other side of the door.