Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 92782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
The swollen head of his erection jerked, sliding against the slickness.
“That’s it. Drip that sweet cream all over my dick,” he drawled, running his finger in between my butt cheeks. “Naughty little girl wants my cock all the time. I was gonna give you a break this morning. Thought you might be sore. But look how wet you are already.”
I was gripping his arm now, my lips slightly parted as my breath came in heavy.
His lips trailed down the side of my face. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered against my skin. “You want me buried inside you? Is that what you need?”
I nodded, moving my hips so that I felt him right outside my hole.
He made a tsking sound, and then his hand landed with a firm swat on my bottom. “Use your words. I want to hear that dirty mouth tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me,” I begged. “Please, Liam. I need you to fuck me.”
A deep, pleased-sounding growl rippled inside his chest as he grabbed my thigh, pulling me on top of him while he rolled onto his back. I placed both my hands on his chest and stared down at him while my hair fell in a curtain around my face, brushing just past my nipples.
“Take it then. Ride my cock,” he ordered, gripping my hips.
His gaze dropped to my boobs, and I felt him twitch inside me.
Lifting my bottom up, then sliding back down on him, I moaned with pleasure. “You’re so deep.”
He brushed my hair back from my right breast, then leaned up to lick it. “Fuck me, baby. I want to see these titties bounce.”
Leaning back, I placed my hands on his upper thighs for balance and began to move up and down. Liam’s gaze was locked on my breasts. The pulsing pleasure sent a warm release through me, and the added wetness made a sound every time I sank back down on him.
“Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he swore, running his hands over my stomach, then my chest. “Listen to that leaking pussy making a mess.”
A whimper came from me, and I fell forward, grabbing on to his shoulders as a tremor shook me. His hot mouth closed around one of my nipples and began to suck.
I was almost there.
“Suck harder,” I pleaded. “Bite me, Liam. I’m so close. I’m gonna come,” I cried out as a warning tingle made my body tense up.
Liam’s teeth clamped down, and the climax erupted from me. I screamed his name, bucking wildly, wanting to prolong the moment.
“FUCK! Your cunt is pumping my cock,” he growled, taking my bottom and slamming me down on him faster.
Then, in one quick move, he flipped me over onto my back, spreading my legs wide open while holding each bent knee.
“GOD! This pussy drives me crazy. Gushing all over my dick, needing it. Is this what you wanted? Hmm?”
“Yes,” I gasped as my body began to tremble at the promise of another release. I threw my head back and lifted my hips. “That’s it! Fuck me,” I panted, needing more. “Fuck me!”
“Fuuuck!” he roared as his body convulsed.
My own shout filled the room as a spray came from my opening, and I began to jerk beneath him, unable to contain the jolts going through me.
“Holy fuck,” he ground out, still pumping inside me. “That’s a magical pussy.”
I opened my eyes to see him looking down at where he was moving slowly inside me now. A giggle bubbled up, and I let it out.
He lifted his eyes to mine, and then a slow grin spread across his face.
“Magical?” I asked him, still feeling blissed out.
“You heard me. It’s using its powers to get me addicted to it.”
He looked back down at us and slid out of me slowly, then reached down and used his fingers to open me up. A pleased, almost-feral gleam came over his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Enjoying the sight of my load leaking out of you,” he hissed, then licked his bottom lip. Then, he took a finger and ran it around my entrance before sticking it inside. “I want it in there for now. That way, your panties will be sticky with my cum all day. And you’ll remember who takes care of it.”
I didn’t need a reminder, but I smiled at his words. Liam Walsh was claiming me even if he didn’t realize it yet.
“Probably need to get dressed,” he said as he moved to get out of bed.
“You’re leaving?” I asked, already feeling the high from what we’d just experienced vanish. My eyes fell to his bare butt and the way it flexed, along with his thighs, as he walked.
“Yeah, but I was talking about you,” he replied, sauntering toward the bathroom.
“Me? I need to get dressed?” I asked, a little distracted by the view.