Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I’d always, and I do mean always, had to deal with the looks.
I’d had not one, not two, but four partners decline to fuck me after coming face to face with the monster.
Usually, a man wouldn’t have a problem with being known as big, but once that shit was spread around, everyone looked at me funny.
It only took one girl to tell nearly all of the other high school girls, and then it was fuckin’ over.
But having Kennedy understand that I wasn’t fucking joking was paramount.
She needed to know that I was large and why this wouldn’t work.
So I dropped my pants, and then shoved down my underwear to allow her to see it all.
My dick bobbed, the tip already weeping for her and everything she had to offer.
The laughter abruptly died, and she was on her knees within seconds.
“Wasn’t fucking joking,” I grumbled, letting her look her fill.
Her eyes came up to mine.
“I didn’t think you were,” she murmured, then hesitantly brought her hand up to wrap around my girth.
She swallowed thickly, then glanced up at my eyes before leaning forward.
Everything inside of me froze at seeing her mouth open.
Then, when her tongue met the head of my cock, I threw my head back and moaned.
Her other hand circled around my length right next to the other one, and she worked the length of my cock while she sucked on the tip like she’d done it a hundred times before.
“I’ve never done this before,” she murmured, bringing her lips off the tip of my dick. “Is it okay?”
Then she blew on my cock…fucking blew on it!
And I felt the come boil in my balls.
“Hanging on by a thread here, woman,” I choked out. “You do much better, and I’ll damn sure go.”
“Well, that doesn’t sound like too much of a bad thing,” she murmured. “How long does it take you to recover?”
Then she put her mouth on my dick again while she sped up her hand movements.
My legs started to shake, and I couldn’t help but thread my fingers through her hair for something to hold on to.
I didn’t hinder or help her movements, only laid them there, but the urge was definitely there.
If she wasn’t so inexperienced, and I wasn’t so much of a goddamn gentleman, then I’d yank her forward at the same time that I thrust.
She gagged, and I realized that maybe I wasn’t so much of a gentleman after all.
“Fuck!” I moaned.
There was nothing hotter than watching her gag on my length.
At least, I thought that until she dropped both hands from around my shaft, then pushed forward, taking as much of me as she could physically fit into her mouth.
“Gonna come.”
Three syllables were all I could manage, and when she still didn’t come up for air while she practically choked herself on my cock, I realized that it was likely that she wasn’t going to.
I felt it start at the base of my spine, swirling around my lower half, and then shoot out of my cock with so much ferocity that my knees went weak.
She didn’t flinch away from me. Didn’t stop her torture. Didn’t do a goddamn thing other than take everything I had to give her.
She moaned around my staff at the first shot of come that left my cock, and the second. And the third.
By the time the fourth finally left, I was spent, barely hanging onto my feet.
She pulled away and licked her lips as if she’d just had the tastiest of treats, and then leaned back in the bed and scooted until her back hit the headboard.
“Come here,” she whispered, patting the bed.
I did, practically falling face first into her lap.
If she could do that for me, then I’d return the fucking favor.
Chapter 14
Sweatin’ like a hooker in church.
-T-shirt
Kennedy
He face planted in my lap, and I instinctively spread my legs so he wouldn’t hit his nose on my ankle.
He caught himself before he could drop all the way down by planting both of his hands on either side of himself, lowering his body down much more gently than I was expecting.
But he used the opening of my legs to continue down until he was face-to-pussy with me.
“It’s been four years,” he told my vagina.
I bit my lip at the way it felt to have his breath touch my exposed lips.
Just the anticipation of his mouth anywhere near me was enough to have liquid need pooling at my entrance.
He turned his mouth and skimmed the prickly length of his beard against the inside of my left thigh. He drew it up until he came to the crease where my leg met my hip and then completely skipped over the one place where I wanted his mouth above all others and moved to the other side.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the headboard, grinding the balls of my feet into the bed to stop myself from moving closer to him.