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)
“So beautiful,” he murmurs. He glides his tongue through my folds and then swirls it over my clit again. “How badly do you want to come, Emily?”
“Bad enough to do whatever you ask.”
Did those words just come from me? That’s not me. I’m not the submissive type, and I’ve never been into the spanking thing, but he’s taken me someplace I’ve never been. His mere presence has me ready to fuck again.
“Then here’s what I want,” he says, his voice low and raspy. “I want to eat that pussy. I want to pull an orgasm out of you. Then another. But first...” He slides his tongue over my inner thigh. “I’m going to taste every part of your gorgeous body, and I’m going to start with those stunning nipples.”
He crawls forward, bringing me with him so my whole body is on the bed. He hovers over me, staring at my breasts. Then he straddles me and cups them, thumbing the nipples. Sparks flash through me, and when he pinches, I cry out.
“You like that, baby? You like me playing with your nipples?”
“God, yes. Suck them. Please, River.”
He leans down, takes one between his full lips while he continues to use his fingers to tantalize the other. I thread my fingers through his soft, damp hair as my hips move of their own accord, searching for something to fill my empty pussy.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he rasps against my chest, and then moves to the other nipple, sliding it between his lips and then nipping it lightly with his teeth.
“Yes, like that,” I sigh.
“So perfect,” he growls.
Too soon, though, he releases the tender flesh, trails kisses over my belly, and then spreads my legs. I close my eyes, waiting for the sweet invasion of his tongue in my pussy...
Then I pop my eyes open.
He moves past my pussy and kisses and massages my thighs, my calves, all the way down to my feet, where he massages my instep.
I jerk.
“Ticklish?” he asks.
“A little.”
“Relax.” He moves his lips along my instep and then kisses each toe. “Every part of you is magnificent,” he says. “Every fucking part.”
I shudder. I love what he’s doing, but it’s his words that are making me quake. He’s worshiping my body, and I’m loving it. He moves to the other foot, massaging the arch.
Again, I jerk against the tickle, but he continues, and I relax into the sensation.
He leaves my feet and returns to my ankles, working his way back up my calves and knees. When he gets to my thighs, I tense.
My pussy.
My pussy is next.
I need those lips, that tongue. I want to come. I’m already blazing... My flesh is on fire...
I spread my legs, ready to give him access—
Then I huff as he again ignores my pussy and kisses my abdomen.
“So soft, like the petals of a rose,” he says, gliding back toward my tits. He gives each nipple a suck and moves up to my lips as he meets my gaze. “On edge yet?”
“I’ve been on edge since you started this torture, River.”
“We’ll get there. I promise, we’ll get there. And I swear you’ll be begging me to stop.”
I steel myself. “Not bloody likely.”
He glides his tongue between my lips and we kiss.
It’s a beautiful kiss, less needy than when we began this adventure, but no less passionate. I love the taste of his mouth, the texture of his tongue, the feel of his firm lips on mine.
His cock is hard and pushes against my pelvis. I lift my hips, searching, searching, searching...
He breaks the kiss. “Turn over,” he says. “I haven’t kissed the other side of your body yet.”
“River, please. You promised me. You promised to...”
“To what?”
“To lick my pussy, damn it! You told me how you love to eat pussy, and you’ve done everything to avoid it.”
He chuckles, a low growl that vibrates into me. “Are you ready, then? To come so hard that you’ll beg me to stop?”
“Yes, for the love of God! Please!”
He kisses my neck, tugs on my ear lobe, and then crawls down my body, spreading my legs. “Oh, yeah. You’re definitely ready.” He swirls his tongue over my clit, smooths his fingers through my pussy folds, and then thrusts one inside me.
I shatter.
He has me so worked up that I shatter in that instant, pulsing around his probing finger with contractions so strong I’m sure I'll break into a million pieces. I grab his head, grind into him, relishing the feel of his stubble against my sensitive flesh.
“Mmm, yes. Come, baby. Give me that climax.” He nibbles on my clit. “Again, Emily. Come again.”
Another finger enters my pussy, and before the first climax has waned, the pulses begin again, just as strong as the first time. My flesh prickles, and the electricity in my core pushes outward until every cell in my body is vibrating, humming, in perfect pitch. It ricochets through me, landing back between my legs and—