Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
I keep my gaze on her golden eyes, not wanting her to look away, as I run my hands up her inner thighs. Her body’s tense and I notice the small telltale signs of her apprehension.
My life revolves around sex, noticing people’s subtle shifts in mood, and discovering and exploiting their pleasure is what I specialize in. I reach the curve of her hip and black panties and then pause.
“Are you sure?” I ask. She doesn’t look away as she swallows and nods her head. I still don’t break eye contact as I lean down and kiss her through her panties. I swirl my tongue against the material, licking between her folds and circling her swollen bud. She looks transfixed. I lick deeper, and a small moan escapes her lips, and her hips tilt up to meet my wet stroke.
I smirk, quite enjoying how responsive her body is. I push her panties to the side and slide a finger between her folds. The moment I slip my finger inside her, her head tips back.
“Don’t look away,” I demand. Her head snaps back to attention. Once I have her gaze locked on me again, I begin to play with her, pumping into her with long, leisurely strokes.
Another small moan escapes her, and I can’t help but dip my gaze to her lips. Lips I’ve been watching all night. When she spoke, when she took a drink from her champagne flute, and when she laughed. I imagined what they might look like around my cock.
Fuck.
My cock is painfully pressing against my pants. Her hips tilt up to meet my second finger as she slowly begins to ride my hand.
“Posie,” I growl, noticing her attention starting to waver as she looks from my face to where my fingers are fucking her. I want her to know exactly who’s making her come undone.
“Hmmm?” she replies in a haze, her gaze shifting back up.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my mouth?” I ask, placing a kiss on her folds. Her hips immediately raise—needy little thing.
It’s been a long time since I’ve so desperately wanted a woman to shatter into pieces because of me. In spite of me. And I fucking love knowing that as much as she wants it, she can’t stand me, and this fact alone makes it all the more rewarding.
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Good girl.” I suck her clit into my mouth, and her legs immediately spread wider as the light from a passing car filters into the back seat. I hold one of her thighs down, stroking the inside so she isn’t distracted from what I’m doing to her. I continue pumping my fingers into her tight pussy.
I don’t want to think of any man who was here before me, but I’m sure as hell going to destroy her for every man after. A woman like this deserves to be worshipped.
She tastes like everything I thought she would and more.
And now I have a problem. I want more.
I need fucking more.
I’m going to make sure she breaks into a million pieces all over my tongue so I can selfishly get my fill of her sweet cunt.
Motivation aside, this woman is fucking beautiful, and I want to break her from the inside out. I want to claim every inch and patiently wait until she comes crawling back, begging for me to take her.
“Fuck,” she says breathlessly as she grabs the front seat in a tight grip. Sliding my finger between her folds, I suck on her clit as I bring another finger to her entrance.
“Oh gosh,” she pants as I slip a third digit inside her. She moans as I continue to pump my fingers into her. Like a good girl, she still hasn’t looked away, and I get the pleasure of watching her face contort in ecstasy.
Her pussy tightens around my fingers as she grips the hand still holding her thigh. It’s as if she needs to anchor herself while her slender fingers tighten around mine. Another moan escapes her as I take another deep lick.
“Oh fuck.” She sounds like she’s about to cry, and I eagerly stare, unblinking, waiting for her to shatter.
Lights begin to flash outside the car, but neither of us pays them any attention.
“Oh fuck.” She moans as her legs try to clamp around my head. Her sharp nails dig into my hand as she comes undone. I devour her, licking up every drop, my cock pressing painfully hard against my pants, wanting to be slathered in her juices.
Fuck, she tastes so sweet.
So opposite to her scathing, poisonous tongue.
My spine tingles the moment I realize we’re not alone.
“Is there an issue here?” a male’s voice asks as they walk towards the car.
Posie freezes, and immediately, her knee crashes into my face as she tries to sit up. I growl in irritation, not yet having my fill as I lick my lips and adjust my jaw. She got me good, and I’ll have to be mindful if there’s a bruise there tomorrow.