Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“Damned straight, baby.”
Instead of inviting further conversation, she tugged at my shirt, pulling it from my jeans, then over my head. I let her look her fill as she ran her hands over my chest, shoulders, and arms. There was a look of wonder on her face as she traced the tattoos hidden under my clothing. She’d seen my bare chest before, but I suppose in the heat of the moment she hadn’t had the chance to explore. I was more than happy to indulge her now.
There was anticipation in her gaze as it drifted over me. Cecilia was practically licking her lips. Then she leaned in and kissed the skin over my pulse and I groaned. I let my head fall back and my eyes slowly drifted shut as she began to explore my skin with her warm tongue, her soft lips following soon after.
The world around me blurred as I closed my eyes, fully immersed in the touch of Cecilia’s hands and lips on my skin. My body felt electric, every nerve ending on high alert as I savored the intimacy of her exploration, this closeness with Cecilia while trying to also focus on the moment and the connection we were forming. She smelled so sweet -- almost like strawberries. Her breath was warm against my neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
As she moved lower, tracing kisses along my collarbone and down toward my chest, I gently ran my fingers through her hair, reveling in the silkiness of it against my fingertips.
Her hands roamed up and down my chest and stomach, each touch a spark of electricity that traveled through me and tightened my muscles in response. When she finally reached lower, tugging at the button of my jeans, I helped her pull them down, as well as my boxers, before she sank to her knees to slip between my thighs.
I immediately stiffened, gripping her upper arms. “Cecilia… No. You don’t have to do this.”
“I know.” Her voice was a soft caress as she pulled out my cock and stroked the length, learning the feel and texture. “I need to do this.”
“Need?”
“Yeah. Because I want to. You gave me pleasure before. Now it’s my turn.”
Before I could protest further -- like I really wanted to protest a blowjob from such a beautiful, passionate woman -- Cecilia took the head of my cock into her mouth. I grunted as a shot of precum leaked from the top over her tongue.
“Mmmm…” Cecilia moaned around my dick, her eyes slipping closed as she went to work. She pumped and sucked, slowly at first. She took her time, learning me. Touching me. Looking at the ecstasy on her face, I thought she might be enjoying her gentle exploration. Each time I shuddered as my body gave up another drop of precum, she hummed as if she loved my taste. The experience was almost more than I could take.
“Christ, woman! Fuck!” Sweat beaded over my forehead, as I gripped the edge of the couch like a lifeline. I was about to blow my load, and she’d only been at it a couple of minutes. I wanted to give her anything she wanted -- especially during sex -- but I was not coming down her throat the first time.
I wanted to pull her up to me, but she was sucking on my cock like it was her favorite treat. I gently brushed her hair to the side so I could watch her.
Big mistake.
Her cheeks hollowed as her mouth slid back as she sucked. The only way I could describe the look on her face was one of bliss. It was like she was getting a high or something. I couldn’t imagine any woman who’d been forced to do this would love sucking a man’s cock the way Cecilia seemed to be.
I shook my head, biting my cheek. I counted back from a hundred. Recited the Declaration of Independence. Anything to keep from ending this with me coming anywhere but in her sweet pussy.
When I could take no more, I reached for Cecilia and gripped her shoulders, pulling her off me. I wanted to fucking sob like a little baby when that warm haven of her mouth left my dick.
“You didn’t come…” She looked at me in confusion.
“You bet your sweet ass I didn’t come.” My voice was more of a growl than anything. Her eyes widened, her lips parting on a cry when I urged her to stand before me. I stripped off her shorts, taking her panties with them.
She stood before me nude, her skin glistening in the light. She was a goddess. I wanted to worship her the entire night. “Never seen the likes of you, woman,” I bit out. “So fuckin’ beautiful.”
“B-Bullet?” She looked unsure, not like the confident woman who’d boldly taken my cock into her mouth and nearly sucked my brains out through my dick. There was no doubt she wasn’t used to receiving pleasure. That was something I intended on changing. Starting right the fuck now.