Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
I release a low moan, unable to help myself. His other hand comes up around me, palming my other breast, and I’m writhing against him.
“Adler,” I whisper. “You’re just going to… tease me like this?”
“I’m taking things slow.” He bites my earlobe gently. “If you need a release, you’re capable.”
“Excuse me?”
“Put your hand between your legs while I use your breasts.”
“I can’t. I mean—”
“You’ve done it before, haven’t you?”
“Yes, I just—I’ve never done it in front of someone.”
“I’m behind you. I can’t see a thing. Put your hand between your legs, Casey.”
I close my eyes as he continues to play with my nipples, squeezing them, tweaking them, and I can’t help myself. I slip one hand down the front of my shorts and find my own dripping wet pussy.
Fuck, it feels good. I rub my clit as first, little moans escaping my lips.
“Good girl,” he whispers, hands feeling my breasts, lips kissing my neck. “That’s a good girl. How many fingers do you like?”
“Two,” I whimper.
“Slide them in deep. Go on, do it for me.”
I obey him, pushing my fingers in between my legs, pulling them back out, teasing my clit, fucking myself again, over and over as his hands stay on my breasts.
He’s so hard I think he’s going to rip me in half.
“How does that feel?”
“Good,” I moan.
“Do you like touching yourself for me?”
“I want you to touch me.”
“Not tonight,” he says and it sounds like the words kill him. “We can explore that tomorrow night.”
“Adler,” I gasp as he pinches a nipple hard. I sink my fingers in deep, fucking myself faster. “You can’t do this. You can’t get me started.”
“I won’t stop. I swear I won’t. Keep going, Casey, keep fucking yourself for me.”
“Adler.” I’m panting, moaning now, my mind completely lost to the moment. Dimly I’m aware that this is going way further than I expected, but it feels too incredible to stop.
I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
And to have a man holding me, his cock so hard it feels like he’ll die if he doesn’t fuck me, only for him to tease my breasts, it’s the most incredible bit of self-control.
Though all I want is for him to spread my legs and take me.
“Keep going,” he says, then licks his fingers and rubs my nipples again.
The wetness makes it feel even better. I gasp, back arching. I’m sensitive, but it feels good too, and I slide my fingers in and out faster.
“You’re killing me right now,” I moan.
“If you think you’re struggling, imagine how I feel watching you fuck your own beautiful pussy while all I can do is tease these lovely little tits of yours. I want to watch you ride my cock, watch your face as I rip you in half, watch your ass and your lovely legs move as you bounce up and down. I want to pin you to the bed and fuck you until your eyes roll back and you can’t do anything but say my name. I want to taste you so badly it’s killing me, Casey, but you want to get comfortable, and this is how we’ll do it. Breasts tonight. Your pussy tomorrow, and I promise you, my beautiful wife, I will have my taste then.”
“Fuck,” I say, back arching as the orgasm builds in my core. “I’m coming, Adler. Fuck, I’m coming.”
“Good girl,” he groans, rolling me onto my back, shoving my crop top up, and sucking my nipples.
That sends me into outer space. He bites down, and I come so hard I stop breathing, and the pain of him roughly licking and sucking and biting my nipples mingles with the overwhelming pleasure of my orgasm, sending me twitching and groaning, until it finally passes.
I lie there drooling against the pillow. He kisses my neck, my ear, my cheek, my breasts. I blink at him, willing my brain to clear, but it’s fuzzy and content.
“You’re incredible,” he whispers, tracing a finger down my chest. “If you need a thousand nights like this, I’ll give them to you.”
“All I need right now is some sleep,” I say, smiling like an idiot. “I’m honestly a little surprised that just happened.”
“Imagine how you’ll feel tomorrow night.” He kisses my lips softly—the only time he does it. “Goodnight.” Then he rolls over, showing me his back.
I could laugh. I could scream.
I just got myself off while Adler did nothing but play with my nipples.
It’s absurd—but it was the best sexual experience I’ve ever had.
And I expect that to change every night as he keeps making me more and more comfortable.
Chapter 17
Casey
Adler’s an early riser. He does his best not to wake me, which I appreciate. Around eight, I shower, get dressed, and head down for my shift starting at nine. Big Dan grunts when I arrive, and I find Square and Tattoo already lingering near the blackjack table I rotate onto.