Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I was lost in the daze his sensual promise sparked when he walked me backwards to the bed. My knees hit the mattress, and I sat on the edge with my hands braced on either side of my body. They didn’t stay there long, though. Griffith raised them in the air to lift my shirt up and over my head, leaving my breasts covered only by a pale pink bra.
“Fuck, your tits are gorgeous.” His head dipped low, and he sucked one of my puckered nipples into his mouth through the lacy material. I threw my shoulders back and shoved my chest closer to his mouth. His hand slid down my back, his deft fingers flicking open the clasp on my bra before moving to my lower back. The lacy material dropped between us while he held me in place as he licked and sucked at my breasts.
“That feels so good.” I felt each tug of his lips deep in my core, as though there was a string connecting it to my nipples. Digging my fingers into his hair, I tugged his face closer to my chest.
“I’m going to make you feel a hell of a lot better, baby,” he rasped against my skin as his hand moved down my belly to cup me between my legs. “Just wait until I get my mouth on your pussy and make you scream my name.”
I widened my legs, giving him better access. “What if I don’t want to wait?”
Instead of using words to answer, he dropped to his knees as his fingers flicked open the button of my jeans. My hips surged up to allow him to work them down my legs, and I kicked them off when they hit my ankles. When his hand dipped inside my panties, I whimpered in need.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, tearing my panties from my body before lifting my knees over his shoulders. My shoulders pressed against the mattress as his strong hands gripped my butt cheeks to raise me up towards his mouth. “And it’s all for me.”
My breath caught in my throat when he licked me from top to bottom. I threw my head back; my eyes squeezed shut as he devoured me with his mouth. His tongue swept through my wetness, flicking at my clit until I was writhing in need. Then it dipped inside me. In this position, I didn’t have any leverage. Griffith was completely in control of my body, and he played it better than his guitar.
When I was close to the edge, he commanded, “Play with your tits, baby. I want to see your hands on those creamy swells, toying with your nipples while you come for me.”
My hands lifted off the mattress and moved to my breasts. His eyes darkened a shade as he stared at me while I cupped them, plucking at my nipples as his mouth continued to eat at me.
“You look even hotter squeezing those perfect tits for me, baby. You’ve got me so turned on; my cock feels like it’s about ready to burst.” His lips wrapped around my clit, and he slipped a hand between us to work a finger inside me. My orgasm crashed over me, and he added another finger as he kept at it until he coaxed a second one out of me. I was in the middle of it, drowning in pleasure, when he surged up and gripped my hips. I hadn’t even realized that he’d gotten rid of his clothes before he sank his entire length into me with one powerful thrust.
I let out a startled cry when the pain registered in my brain. He claimed my mouth in a deep kiss, drinking down my whimpers until I adjusted to the feel of him inside me. When he finally lifted his head, I blurted out the first thing that popped into my head, “I can taste myself on your lips.”
“You’d better get used to it because I plan on feasting on your pussy whenever I want, and I’m not going to deny myself your mouth after I’m done.”
My cheeks heated as I asked, “Does that mean you’ll kiss me after I...um...give you a...um...you know what?”
“There must be something wrong with me because I love how you’re stumbling over the word ‘blow job’ and blushing while my cock is buried inside your pussy after I just took your cherry.” His thumb brushed against my lower lip. “But you can be damn sure that I’ll kiss the fuck out of your mouth after I come down your throat.”
Proving how much I enjoyed his dirty talk, my pussy fluttered around him at his promise.
“You like the sound of that, huh?” he asked, circling his hips and hitting a spot deep inside me that had me seeing stars. My eyes started to drift shut, and he gritted out, “You know what I like? Seeing how dark your eyes get when you come. C’mon, baby. Give me another one so I can see it again, but with your pussy wrapped tight around me this time.”