Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I had no fucking idea.
“Everything that you’re willing to do to me,” I found myself saying.
I mean, there were some things that I had questions about, but I had a feeling that Derek wouldn’t do anything that I wasn’t going to like.
Not ever.
He hummed in agreement, moving his mouth until it was hovering over my breast.
“I’m sure there are some things that you don’t want…” he breathed before taking the other nipple into his mouth.
I closed my eyes and let the sensations he was evoking in me take over, loving the way each pull of his mouth on my nipple caused my pussy to clench.
I was so focused on the way he was making me feel that I didn’t notice that his hands were once again on the move until he ran one lone finger down the crease of my sex.
I jolted, surprised to find his fingers there.
“Lean back so I can get to the rest,” he ordered.
I would’ve leaned back onto my elbows, but my neck just wasn’t up for the task.
Instead, I laid all the way back and allowed my head to rest on the cool metal surface.
He roughly yanked me down, pulling me until nearly all of my ass was hanging off of the metal work surface.
Then dropped his mouth to my pussy.
I gasped and jolted, causing my dress to fall down and partially cover his head.
I reached blindly down for it and rucked it farther up my body, exposing everything from my belly button down to his searching hands.
“You taste so good,” he said, taking another lick.
And another. And another.
He paid specific attention to my clit and my entrance, circling both in a figure-eight pattern that had my knees shaking and my need in the extreme levels.
“Hold your thighs back,” he ordered. “I want to concentrate and use both of my hands.”
I didn’t argue with him, giving him exactly what he wanted.
I mean, who would argue with a man who wanted to pay extra special attention to your vagina? Because that sure as fuck wasn’t me. I wasn’t raised to be a fool.
And thank God that I wasn’t, because with his hands now in the mix, one set of fingers holding my pussy apart, and the other hand now using a single digit to push into my pussy, I felt like I was on fire.
Pleasure bloomed like a low burning inside of me, starting small, but getting bigger and bigger with each lick, suck, and tug.
Soon I was writhing on the surface I was laid out on, wondering how in the hell I’d gotten myself here.
I was supposed to be out there, documenting those kids’ prom. Instead, I was making my own memories flat on my back, experiencing the best thing that I’d ever experienced in my life.
I moaned, unable to contain my excitement.
“Jesus Christ,” he whispered. “I can’t wait anymore.”
I slowly opened my eyes, as if I was drunk off of the sensations that were pouring through me.
I watched as he kicked his shoes off, lost his pants, and then searched for his wallet.
He cursed when he came up empty-handed.
I slowly sat up, being extra careful not to jolt my neck, and stared at him with need coursing through my veins.
The way I was positioned, it would be the perfect height for him to just slide inside.
All of his long, considerable length able to enter me so easily…
I was so focused again on his cock that I didn’t pay attention to his face.
“I don’t have a condom,” he breathed, his voice muffled from where it was pressed against the sensitive skin of my neck. “We can’t…”
We shouldn’t. I knew we shouldn’t. I knew how babies were made.
Yet… I just didn’t care.
“I don’t care,” I told him bluntly. “I need you.”
Derek’s cock jerked against my bare pussy, as if the very idea of entering me bare was too much of an enticement for him to deny.
Our eyes met, and something serious passed between us. An acknowledgment that this wasn’t the smartest of decisions. Yet, neither one of us was stopping. Not now.
“This is a bad idea,” he murmured.
Yet he still fisted his cock.
“I don’t care,” I repeated.
He notched his cock at my entrance, his eyes once again coming to mine, and slowly started to press inside.
I felt my mouth fall open as air started to rush in and out of my lungs, watching as he worked himself inside of me.
One second, he was only halfway in, and the next, he’d lost what little control he managed to hold onto.
Moments later, he was thrusting hard the rest of the way inside of me, forcing his girth and length inside of me to the hilt.
I might or might not have screamed.
I wasn’t sure.
Because whatever he’d been building me up to, the fury that was pouring through my veins? That was now spilling over into a firestorm of epic proportions.