Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
I open my mouth, but no words emerge. He’s exactly right. I wanted him to eat me, and eat me he did.
In truth? I love having my pussy licked. But also in truth? I wanted to compare him to Brett. Brett, who took longer to make me come but made me watch. Alex, who didn’t demand I keep my eyes open and had me climaxing within seconds.
Brett...who refused to fuck me.
And my God, my pussy feels so empty now—a tight but empty channel for Alex’s hard cock.
Will he do what I want if I tell him again?
“Alex...” I burn him with my gaze.
“Yeah?”
“Fuck me. Please. I need your dick inside me. Now.”
EPISODE 48
SEX IN THE SHOWER
River
Emily is beautiful—perhaps the most physically striking of all the women. Her natural light-blond hair is like platinum in the moonlight, and I like how she’s a complete contrast to my darkness. Even though I’m lying on the beach, sand in the crack of my ass, I feel...
Sated.
Elated.
Yet I’m far from done.
“I’m glad you got what you needed and more,” she says as she sits up.
I miss the feel of her soft breasts against my chest, and I want more of her. So much more.
And not just to take my mind off Misty, her secrets, and what they may ultimately mean.
I’m feeling something more. It’s physical and visceral, yes, but...
Fuck it.
I’m not going to try to put words to something that doesn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of working out due to our careers.
In the meantime, though, I have a willing woman who is driving me to the brink of madness.
She rises, her toes sinking into the sand as she brushes off her legs. “I need a shower.”
I stand as well, walk toward the water, and submerge myself for a quick second to get rid of the sand. Then I return to Emily. “Your place or mine?” I ask.
“For what?”
I grin. “For our shower.”
Emily’s light-blue eyes sparkle as she throws on her short silk robe. “Yours, I think. You’re the billionaire, so you probably have a larger shower.”
We don’t encounter anyone else walking back to the mansion, and once we’re in my suite, I walk through the sitting area and bedroom toward my decadent bathroom. And decadent is an understatement. It’s larger than the one in my master suite at home. I turn on the faucet, and when the glass doors are frosted with the steam, I hold out my hand to Emily.
My cock is more than ready for round two, and her gaze drops to it as she licks her lips.
Fuck...
I have to have her again, and this time, I want more than a quick fuck.
Once we’re both under the water, the droplets pelting us, I crush my lips to hers. She opens for me immediately. I thrust my hard cock against her soft belly. Damn, I’m already aching to be inside her once more.
But not quite yet.
I have some exploring to do, and the first stop is her velvety mouth.
I brush my fingers up her arms to her shoulders, gripping them. “Get on your knees, Emily. I want to fuck your mouth.”
Emily doesn’t seem the type to take orders, and in truth, I’m not the kind to give them, despite how I handled Misty earlier. But right now I’m crazy eager to have my dick in her mouth, to watch her suck me as her pale hair sticks to her shoulders and rivulets of water drip down her lush body.
She raises her eyebrows at me for a split second, but then she drops to her knees and takes the head of my cock between her soft lips. I close my eyes at the erotic jolt but then open them quickly. I’m not missing this show, because already she’s got me nearly to my base. I’m long and thick, which means Emily is incredibly skilled.
Even though I just came on the beach... Damn. Emily’s got me raring to spurt already as she works my head with the soft suction of her dazzling lips.
Fuck. Can I get enough of her? I can’t recall when I’ve had such a completely physical reaction to a woman.
Then I stop thinking and concentrate solely on the magnificent blow job Emily’s giving me. I grab the back of her head, entwining my fingers in her soft, wet hair. I gently move her head back and forth.
She finds my rhythm quickly, so I continue...and this time not so gently.
I’m fucking her. Fucking that incredible mouth that sucks me in differently but no less incredibly than her pussy does. Either this woman is just damned skilled at blowing, or she’s gotten into my head in a different way, able to figure out exactly what I crave.
“That’s it,” I grit out. “Emily, take all of me. Take all of my big cock into your hot little mouth.”