Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“Higher.”
Her breath catches as she lifts it to her belly button.
“Perfect.” My thumbs slip beneath the elastic waistband of her panties before slowly drawing the cotton down her slender hips and thighs, revealing a shaved pussy in the process.
But that’s not the reason why my breath gets lodged at the back of my throat.
My attention is riveted on the tiny glint of silver just visible between her pretty pink lips.
I drag my gaze upward to meet hers. “You have a piercing?”
Her teeth scrape across her lower lip. “Yeah.”
A mixture of emotions crashes through me. “When did you do this?”
“A few months ago. I was hoping it would help.”
“Has it?”
She shrugs.
“Have you been with anyone since you got it?”
“No.”
Even though it wouldn’t matter, I’m glad I get to be the first one to touch her, to play with it.
My gaze drops back to the piercing.
While I’ve contemplated one of my own, I’ve never been with a girl who had one. It’s just as sexy as I imagined it would be.
“Step out of the panties.”
She releases the fabric of her dress as she lifts one leg.
I give her mound a little tap. “Don’t let the material fall, baby. Nothing shields this pussy from my view. Understand?”
She lets out a whimper.
I tap her clit again. “That’s not an answer.”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
I flick my gaze upward again. “Once I kiss this sweet little cunt, it belongs to me. Got it?”
She nods before tilting her hips. “I understand.”
Once her underwear has been removed, I tuck the scrap of material into my pocket for safekeeping. Then I raise one leg over my shoulder so she’s opened nice and wide, and I’m able to get a better view of the silver circle that pierces the hood of her clit.
“So fucking gorgeous,” I mutter.
Unable to hold back, my tongue darts out to give her pussy a long lap. The taste of her honey explodes on my tastebuds, and it’s almost enough to make me dizzy.
One lick, and I’m addicted.
A moan escapes from her as she opens her legs wider.
My tongue dances around the piercing before gently sucking it into my mouth and tugging.
I keep my attention pinned to her face, not wanting to miss a single flicker of emotion.
“That feels so good.”
I release the piercing before licking her flesh and dipping my tongue inside the heat of her body. She’s so damn wet, and I’m greedy for her taste.
Just when her muscles tighten and her hips pick up tempo, I pull away, sitting back on my heels.
Her eyelids fly open. “Why did you stop?”
“Because there’s not enough time to take care of you properly.” I tilt my head. “The alarm is going off, and it won’t be long before someone comes to check it. I’d rather they not find us with my face buried between your legs.”
Her eyes widen, as if she just realized the sharp bell is still trilling.
With one final kiss against her soaked flesh, I rise to my feet. My gaze settles on the V between her thighs. As much as I love staring at her…
“Cover up that sweet little pussy. I’m the only one who gets to see it.”
She releases the material, and the hem of the dress settles around her thighs. “I was so close.”
I brush my mouth across hers. “Don’t worry, Tink. I’m going to give you all the orgasms you want.”
Hope sparks in her eyes. “Promise?”
My lips drift over hers for a second time. “Absolutely.”
When she opens for me, my tongue slips inside to tangle with hers. Without breaking contact, I slap my palm against the button, and the elevator jerks into motion.
I pull away just enough to whisper, “Do you taste yourself on me?”
“Yes.”
“Just so you know, I’m going to want more of that. Every chance I get, I’m going to lick your pussy until you’re crying, sobbing for relief.”
As soon as the elevator doors open on the fourth floor, I sweep her into my arms and carry her down the hallway until we arrive at her apartment door. Her fingers tremble as she reaches into her purse to take out her keys. After a few fumbles with the lock, I snag the ring from her hand and insert the key before twisting the handle.
I carry her inside and close the door behind me.
“Are you still good with this?”
“Does it seem like I’m not?”
“No, but I just want to make sure. I promised you slow. This isn’t exactly it.”
“This pace seems perfect for us, don’t you think?”
That’s the crazy thing. “I do.”
“And I appreciate you checking in and making sure I’m good.” Our gazes cling. “Even though we haven’t known each other long, I feel safe with you. You’re the first person I’ve been with who’s listened and really heard me. I feel like I can be honest, and you won’t judge me.”