Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
He released them from his mouth and plastered his lips to mine, kissing me in a way that made me feel completely laid bare. I could taste myself on his tongue as it invaded my mouth, licking at me like he couldn’t get enough. He settled between my legs, my naked sex flush with the still throbbing erection in his pants. He began to thrust, rubbing his cock at my needy flesh and I was ready to come all over again. He made me insatiable.
I just wanted more. Anything he was willing to give, I would take.
So I opened my legs wider, gripped his shoulders as I pulled him closer and kissed him like it was both the first time and the last.
5.
Conor
I wasn’t sure what came over me. I honestly hadn’t intended for this to happen, but then Yvonne was sitting across from me on the couch, her feet on my lap and I had this intense vision of her laying there, legs spread wide, touching herself while I watched.
As soon as the suggestion left my mouth, there was no going back. A part of me didn’t believe it was happening, but the other part knew not to question what a lucky son of a bitch I was.
I’d just watched Yvonne Flynn, the woman I’d lusted after since I was a teenager, finger herself on my office couch. She made herself come and I hadn’t been lying when I said it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
I broke our kiss long enough to glance down, then groan at the way the cups of her bra pushed up her pert tits. She looked incredible, so soft and sexy and pliant after her orgasm. I wanted to watch her come again, perhaps this time against my tongue, but then she was sitting up, climbing off the couch and lowering to her knees on the floor.
“Stand up,” she whispered, her cheeks flushed and I groaned.
Was she offering what I thought she was? I really was a lucky bastard.
“Yvonne,” I said, gently reaching out to stroke her cheek. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to, Conor,” she responded, her gaze intent.
Groaning again, I moved practically on autopilot as I stood and came to stand before her. She took my hand in hers, briefly pressing her plump lips to the centre of my palm, then nuzzling it. Fuck, this woman was going to be my undoing.
“You’re beautiful,” I breathed and she flushed. Her gorgeous cheeks reddened as she reached for my belt buckle. I had to make a concerted effort to calm down as she undid my fly and pushed my trousers down a few inches. She pulled my painfully hard cock free and I made a hum deep in my throat when she whispered her lips across the head, feather light.
“You’re big,” she said, her eyes rounding as she took me in.
I couldn’t say anything, could barely breathe. All I could do was gently stroke her hair away from her face and focus on keeping my legs from buckling. She peppered kisses along my shaft and I swallowed, squeezing my eyes shut for a second. This felt too good. I had no idea how I was going to handle it when she took me into her—
Yvonne’s lips wrapped around the head of my cock and every inch she lowered her mouth had me holding in an endless string of expletives. Fucking Christ, she was heavenly. I never felt anything as good as her soft, wet mouth. I was going to come way too soon. I could feel it building, my balls tightening. Over a year ago Marianne and I broke up and I hadn’t been with anyone since. I’d never been a one night stand sort of bloke. I liked relationships, which meant it had been one hell of a dry spell. And now…
Now the woman of my dreams was sucking my cock, swirling her tongue around the head and making me lose my ever loving mind. I didn’t know where I wanted to look most, at her plump tits, her perfect mouth, her sweet pussy that was still partway exposed below her hitched up skirt.
She took me fully into her mouth and I cursed, low and rough.
“Yvonne, I’m gonna…”
My words cut off when I came and she made a pleasured, satisfied sound, gripping my thigh as I spurted into her mouth. She was an angel, a fucking goddess. I watched her throat move as she swallowed. Gently, my cock fell free of her mouth and I reached down, running my thumb across her bottom lip. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice gruff and full of awe. “That was incredible.”
Her gaze was unfocused as she drew away and stood. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me, smashing my mouth to hers. I loved kissing her, couldn’t get enough. She moaned and I reached down, cupping her pussy and sliding two fingers through her wet folds.