Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
I part my lips wider, take him fully into my mouth, my hands toying with his balls, rolling them between my fingers. I love watching him while I do it, seeing the reaction on his face, the way his eyes darken and his jaw clenches. He slides out of me, slowly, and adjusts his grip on my hair.
“I’m going to fuck that naughty little mouth of yours now.”
I moan again in agreement, eager for him. He thrusts into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. It almost makes me gag, but I’ve been practicing. I take a deep breath and my eyes flutter shut as I surrender control. I love this part, the way he takes me without apology, using me for his own pleasure. He fucks my mouth, and I keep my tongue pressed against his cock, my lips tight around him, savoring every inch of him.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he growls, and I clench my hands around his tight, muscular ass, pulling him against me. He thrusts into my mouth once, twice, and the third time, there’s a hot rush as he comes in my throat, groaning, his whole body tense. I keep going, sliding my mouth along his length, swallowing every drop of his cum. When he finally leans back against the wall, his breathing heavy, I part my lips and let him go, only to trace my tongue along him once more, licking him clean.
He laughs faintly through gritted teeth, jumping as my tongue touches his sensitive tip.
“Fuck, Manila,” he finally says when he recovers his breath.
I grin and slide to my feet beside him. “Hot enough for you?”
His eyes flash, dangerous. “Not even close.” Before I can react, he lifts me off the floor. Carries me across the room and tosses me down on the mattress, pushing my legs wide apart.
“My turn,” he says, his gaze hot.
Yes, please.
He slides between my legs, and before long, that strong, broad tongue of his is making me scream. I wrap my legs around his shoulders, fist my hands in his hair, let myself go. There’s no one around to hear—at least, no one I mind overhearing. No neighbors or babies sleeping. We can be as loud and as wild as we want.
He makes me come three times, alternating between that sexy tongue of his and his fingers, curling them inside me expertly to hit just the right spot. By the time I finish the third time, he slides to his feet, his cock hard as a rock again.
Sometimes I think getting me off turns him on even more than getting himself off. There’s something so sexy about that, about how much he loves my orgasms.
“I want to try something new tonight,” he murmurs, when he’s leaned over me to kiss me deeply, my taste still on his tongue.
I smile up at him, flushed. “Your wish is my command,” I echo him from earlier, eager to do whatever he asks. In the last few weeks, Cassius has proven that he knows my body better than I do. Whatever he wants to try, I’m in.
His finger slides along my cleft, soaking wet already from his ministrations. His hand drops lower, lower… And circles my ass, pressing against the tight bud there.
“I want to take every inch of you.” He pushes a little harder, his forefinger wet with my cum. I gasp, tensing, even though I know I need to relax. It takes effort, but I force my muscles to still, to let him have what he wants. His finger slips past the ring of my ass, inside me, just the very tip. Enough to send a shiver of pleasure mingled with pain through my body. “I want to fuck your tight ass.”
I’ve never tried anal before. Plenty of ex-boyfriends asked for it, but I always refused. Then again, none of those ex-boyfriends were able to make me come the way Cassius does. None of them went down on me for hours at a time. None of them put my pleasure before their own. They just wanted to check off their bucket list: fucked a girl in the ass, check.
But I trust Cassius. I trust him to want this for my pleasure, not his. I lock eyes with him, and behind the lust and desire, I can see the genuine care in his gaze. He wants me to enjoy this.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Take my ass. It’s yours.”
He lifts me almost reverently, kisses me again before he flips me over beneath him, a pillow under my hips. He lies along my back, kisses his way down my spine, his tongue sending shivers to every inch of my body. He parts my ass cheeks with strong fingers, and keeps going, slides his tongue along the cleft of my ass. I shiver, half in pleasure and half in anticipation of what’s to come.