Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66732 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66732 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
I grip my dick with the same hand that I touched her, and I set my other hand against the wall as I pump, a vision of Ophelia naked on my bed driving me on. The way she felt beneath me, her warm, soft heat, the scent of her arousal. Her whiskey eyes looking up at me like I was her world, and when she came, the sound she made.
The hand at the wall turns into a fist and I press my forehead against it. I’m going to come.
“Silas?”
I didn’t hear the door open. I stop and look over.
Ophelia stands in the bathroom. Her gaze shifts from my hand to my dick. We remain still for a long moment.
Water pours over me.
I face her to let her see, thrusting into my fist. She watches, her eyes wide, mouth a perfect little circle.
“Come here,” I tell her.
She shifts her gaze up to mine, licks her lips and steps into the shower, panties still on.
“You want to watch me jerk off?”
She nods, pushing wet hair over her shoulders.
“Put your hand between your legs.”
She doesn’t hesitate, sliding her hand into her panties, moaning. I grin, my dick growing harder. I’m going to fucking blow just looking at her.
I release my cock, push her up against the wall and smash my lips against hers, taking her mouth, kissing her like our lives depend on it, kissing her until I can’t breathe. When I pull back, we’re both breathless. I spin her around, slap her hands against the wall and draw her hips backward, bending her over as I kneel behind her and push the string of her panties aside. I glance up to find her watching me as I spread her ass cheeks and take in her gaping, gleaming pussy, her tiny asshole, both so fucking inviting.
“I’m going to eat you raw,” I say and delve in, burying my face between her cheeks, inhaling her scent, tasting her as she moans, bending deeper, thrusting her ass against my face. I lick her from hole to hole, and when my fingers find her clit, she cries out my name. She comes so hard, her knees buckle, and I drink her in, my tongue deep inside her, my nose at her ass, my cock so hard it hurts.
I stand and catch her when she goes limp and kiss her, devouring her mouth like I did her pussy.
“You,” she says, small hand wrapping around my steel bar of an erection.
“On your knees,” I tell her and guide her down, the shower splashing water all over us.
She tilts her face up to mine.
I caress her head, then weave my fingers into her hair, watching her as she licks the length of my cock.
“Fuck, O.” I pump against her tongue. What I want to do is fuck her face. What I need to do is thrust so deep into her throat she has no choice but to swallow me whole, but she’s quick to gag and I get the feeling she’s fairly inexperienced.
“Shh,” I coax as her nails dig into my thighs.
She looks up at me with those soft eyes.
“Open your mouth and hold out your tongue.”
Like the good girl she is, she does, gripping my ass as I hold her still, rocking my hips, dipping into her mouth and when I come, I come on her face, in her mouth, into the back of her throat, her greedy little tongue licking me, mouth open wide to take the few inches she can manage.
“Good girl. Fuck. That’s a good girl.”
When there’s not a drop left, I draw her up to stand and devour her mouth, tasting myself on her, the combination of us the sweetest thing I have ever fucking tasted.
By the time I dry her off and carry her back to bed, she’s quiet. I lay her down, then climb in myself and hold her to me, feel her hands on my biceps, her warm breath against my chest as we return to reality. I wonder what the fuck just happened. What I just did. Because never before have I felt this intensity of need with any woman.
When I hear her quiet tears, I hold her. My brow furrows as stark reality returns.
“Hey,” I say, tilting her chin up to see her face. “You okay? What we did—”
She smiles, touches my cheek. “What we did, I needed. What we’re doing now, I need. It’s… I’m not sure what’s going to happen to him. My dad. The news today…”
I nod. I saw the news. There was an ‘anonymous’ leak to the press detailing the blow her father was dealt in his embezzlement case.
“Shh, sweetheart. It’s late. Everything feels worse when it’s late. Go to sleep now. We’ll talk tomorrow, okay?”
“You’ll stay with me?”
I nod.
“Promise?”
“There is nowhere I’d rather be.”
She smiles, and I tug the blanket up to cover her shoulders. I lay my chin on top of her head, her body curled into mine. I hold her until she drifts off to sleep and I sleep too. It’s the most peaceful sleep I have had in a long time and when I wake up, it’s to the sky turning a deep orange outside the window.