Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“Fuck me, you’re better than I could’ve ever imagined.” He drops to his knees in front of me and caresses my ankle. I still have my heels on, and when he gestures for me to lift my leg, I do, surprised when he drops a gentle kiss to my ankle.
Then his kisses start to move up my leg, higher and higher, until my leg is over his shoulder and his mouth is on my inner thigh. My heart is pounding as I watch this powerful man on his knees, and I take in a sharp breath as he reaches my G-string.
He pauses for a moment, then his tongue darts out and he licks me through my panties. When I gasp, he takes that as invitation and moves the material to the side so his tongue can slide between my folds and straight to my core.
I was already wet, but having his tongue there makes me flush with heated desire.
Fuck.
One of his hands is roaming up and down my leg, stroking it as his mouth works wonders between my thighs. I grip my fingers in his hair to keep my balance. His other hand has found its way to my ass, and he squeezes it, hard.
Oh my God.
He suddenly pulls back, my leg dropping from his shoulder and his hands abandoning me. He’s staring up at me now, a lethal edge to his blue gaze even when on his knees. I swallow hard as I catch another glimpse of his cock pressing against his trousers.
“Turn around, get on your knees, and press your hands on the floor,” he commands.
I do as he says, my ass now display. He kisses my ass cheeks appreciatively before sliding my G-string to the side again and angling my hips back so I’m more bent over. I’m completely exposed to him, and when I look over my shoulder at him, I’m pulled back to pure bliss as his mouth lands on my hole and his finger circles my asshole before pressing in.
I gasp in pleasure, the buildup making me feel too weak to hold myself in this position. His tongue is rapidly licking me, and his other hand moves to my front, where he begins circling my clit.
Fuck me.
I’m certain I’m already soaking wet.
His mouth doesn’t stop, moving over me like I’m his last meal, while his hands work magic in a way I didn’t know was possible.
I feel my legs start to tremble, but he doesn’t stop. No, he keeps going, pleasuring me in both holes, and I only want more and more.
Oh my gosh, he really is good with his fingers, because I’m going to come soon.
The buildup begins at the tips of my toes and slowly moves its way up to where he’s eating me out.
Fuck. I try to remember to breathe.
The finger that was in my asshole vanishes, and I moan at its absence until I realize he’s undoing his belt and pants. My heart and core are fucking pounding, and he’s devouring everything I’m able to give, his tongue unrelenting.
The buildup continues, and I can only focus on my own bliss.
His mouth continues fucking me, and I don’t want him to stop. But I can’t take this much longer.
“That’s it,” he says against my flesh. He doesn’t rush his rhythm, keeping up the perfect pace. My pleasure is about to cause me to snap in two as my nails curl into the carpet, and I moan as the wave crashes over me. My legs are trembling as he devours me, licking up everything as he continues to finger fuck my asshole.
It takes me a few moments to gather enough energy to stand. Only then does he pull away. When he does, I catch my breath before I turn around to see him pulling his trousers off. I gulp at the size of his large and very hard cock.
“I…”
“Yes, you can call me master anytime you please.” He winks and pulls me against him. His cock is pressing against my lower stomach as he walks me backward toward the bed. “Do you want to know how amazing you taste?” he asks, and before I give him an answer, his lips are on mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth, devouring me. As I wrap my arms around him, I’m lost to him, wanting and needing more.
Part of me is terrified, because how could anyone not be ruined by sex like this? But the moment my mind momentarily drifts away, he’s drawing me back into him by being ever more demanding.
I feel the back of my legs hit the mattress as he keeps kissing me.
Wow, he can kiss.
I knew that already, but damn.
His hands are on my hips, his blunt nails digging into my skin. His hands sensually glide up my sides and around to my back, where he unclips my bra. He pulls back and removes it from me, then stares with pure bewilderment.