Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“There we go, baby girl,” I groaned. “Make that pussy come for me. Make that sweet little pussy come all over my big, thick cock. And just remember that next time, you’re going to feel it slide inside of you. Next time, when you come, you’ll come with my fat cock deep inside this pretty little pussy, making you mine.”
I growled as I started to rock my hips faster and faster, letting every inch of my underside drag over her clit with every thrust. Faith’s moans filled the room, her body trembling and her face going bright red.
“So come for me, angel. Come for me, wife. I want to feel your sweet pussy come all over my cock. Come for me, Faith.”
She twisted her head to the side and bit the bedsheets, squeezing her eyes shut as the orgasm slammed into her. She moaned into the sheets, her whole body arching off the bed against me as the climax exploded through her body before she sank back down into it, gasping for air.
I groaned, pulling away and reaching down to wrap a hand around my cock as I watched her. Fuck, she was beautiful before. With the flush of an orgasm washing over her, she was a fucking goddess.
She panted, moaning contentedly before she opened her eyes and looked right at me.
“That was…” She bit her lip. “You are way too good at doing that to me.”
“I’ll do that to you all night, Princess.”
“I might have a heart attack if you do.”
I grinned, but when I saw her gaze drop own to my cock, and saw something hungry flash over her eyes, I groaned.
“Do you really…you know.” She blushed. “Do you really have a tattoo there?”
I grinned, and slowly dropped my hand away from my shaft, where it’d been covering the little crown tattoo at the base of my cock. Faith’s eyes went wide.
“Holy shit, seriously?”
I shrugged. “I made some interesting decisions when I was younger.”
She stared at my cock, which only had the effect of making it throb even harder.
“Did that hurt?”
“Like a bastard.”
She giggled, and I grinned.
“What, did you want me to say no like some kind of badass?”
“I’m pretty sure getting your cock tattooed makes you one whether it hurt or not.”
I groaned lowly, and she raised her brows at me.
“What?”
“Say that again.”
“Say what again?”
Our eyes locked. “Say cock again.”
She blushed furiously. “Why?”
“Because that word from your pretty lips is sexy as fuck, that’s why.”
She chewed on her bottom lip, and slowly, this sultry look I’d never seen on her before crept over her face.
“Cock,” she purred slowly, her voice deep and sensual. And I swear, my dick actually jumped at the sound of it. Her eyes dropped back down to it, staring at the tattoo.
“Can I get a closer look?”
“What could possibly make you think I’d say no to that?”
She grinned, blushing as she leaned closer, moving onto her hands and knees as she leaned so fucking close to my rock-hard, throbbing dick. Her warm breath washed over me, and I groaned, resisting the urge to slide my fingers into her hair and pull that hot little moth down onto my cock.
Faith licked her lips, her cheeks flushing as her eyes dragged up and down the length of me.
“You want to taste.”
She blushed, swallowing quickly before she looked up into my eyes — hers heavy with lust.
“Maybe,” she whispered.
“You never have.”
She shook her head.
“You want to taste my cock, Princess?”
“Yes,” she whispered quietly as she leaned towards me. Her soft little fingers wrapped around my shaft, not even reaching all the way around my girth. Faith leaned forward, and when her soft, wet, pink tongue slid out and tentatively licked at my swollen crown, I groaned.
She whimpered, her tongue licking at me again as a moan caught in her throat. She slid her soft, full lips over the head, slowly sliding them down over my crown as her tongue teased at my tip.
Holy fuck.
“I know you can taste yourself on my cock, angel,” I groaned. Faith whimpered, nodding as she licked my cock again, sliding her hot little mouth another inch down around my thickness. My abs clenched, and my balls tingled with the need to release as she sank another inch between her lips.
She slid off with a soft, sexy sounding “pop” and panted slowly. “You taste really good.” Her eyes dragged up to mine, and her cheeks went red with lust.
“We taste really good together,” she whispered heatedly.
One of her fingertips teased over the crown tattoo, tracing the lines. She leaned close, her breath teasing over me as she leaned into the side of my shaft and gently kissed the tattoo. She kissed it again, her lips lingering and sucking a little, making my cock lurch as thick precum dripped from the head.
“I think someone has a dirty side they’ve been hiding away,” I growled.