Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Max,” She whispers my name, slipping her tongue along every crevice and tasting my pre-cum.
“Kitten…”
She kisses down my shaft, her tongue lightly flicking and teasing me. Her hand starts at the base of my cock, grips me tightly and pumps me torturously slowly.
“I thought you’d never wake up, Max.”
“Take that shirt off. If you’re going to suck me, you’re going to do it without hiding your body from me.”
She sits back on her heels and pulls my shirt over her head, throwing it on the floor. Beautiful.
“Now, let me see you play with those tits.”
She gets a look on her face, almost as if she’s daring me to reprimand her. The challenge on her face attracts me like nothing else. I want to watch it slowly change into a look of need so intense that she’s begging me for release. I can’t allow myself to go that far. Tess deserves more than a quick roll in the hay with a marked man. Still, I am not strong enough to turn what she’s offering away. It may be all I get, and I want to savor it.
Her hands cup under her breasts, pushing them together as if she is serving them to me and while that’s something I’d love for her to do, it is not what I want right now. I reach down to pull my jogging pants back up. She knows what I want. If she’s not going to do it, then this game needs to end right here. I don’t tell her what I need; that would defeat the purpose. She lets out a small hum, and then her fingers move to her mouth. I watch as she sucks two fingers into her mouth, making them moist. I shake my head no, and she freezes.
“I want your pussy on those fucking nipples when I suck them,” I order, pulling my cock back out to stroke and enjoy the show.
I wasn’t sure of what to expect. Tess surprises me though, and I watch as her fingers disappear into her pussy. It’s so fucking hot to watch as her breath becomes ragged as she rubs her fingers over her clit.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise as her fingers brush over her hard nipples making them glow all shiny and wet. “Pull on them.” She follows my command immediately. Her head falls back as she moans. Beautiful. The word comes again, but then that word is Tess. She’s the single most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “Now feed me your nipples. Let me taste you.” It wasn’t what I had planned, but I find watching her, I can’t stop myself.
Tess cups her hands under her breasts again, goes up on her knees, and leans into me, bringing her breast to my mouth. I latch onto it greedily, groaning as her essence explodes on my tongue. I make sure I suck every trace of her juice off and leave a love bite behind. The small pain makes her hips thrust into the air. She’s so fucking responsive. I switch my attention to the other breast, repeating myself, but by the time I finish hands have wrapped around my head. Her nails are clawing into my skin and she holds me tight against her breast, begging for more.
“Show me how you make yourself come, Tess,” I order her, my voice laden with need.
She pulls away carefully, her eyes are dilated and almost glowing. She uses one hand on her nipple, pulling it hard, then pinching it and repeating. At the same time, her other hand caresses her clit, over and over in small, half circles. It doesn’t take her long, mere minutes, and she’s thrusting against her hand and calling out my name as she gives herself over to the orgasm.
“Feed me,” I rasp and watch as her eyes open. She traces the outside of my lips with her desire-soaked fingers, and I cease her teasing by capturing them in my mouth and using my tongue to enjoy her, I suck them clean. I’ve barely released them before her lips crash down on mine, and she kisses me roughly. It’s a hard, passion-filled kiss. Tongues go to war; teeth clash, and we fight for dominance. I think I might have won this battle, but I’m certain she’s gained the biggest victory. I’ll never be able to kiss another woman without remembering her. Hell, any other woman would pale to her anyway.
She positions herself back between my legs, impatient to take up where she left off. Her tongue darts around my slick head, lapping me up like an eager little pussy. Had I not just watched her get herself off, and had the taste of her sweet cream in my mouth I might have been okay with her teasing. Trouble is, I have just had all that, and I can’t take anymore.