Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Instead of getting on top of me like I expected, he buried his head between my thighs after promising to lick away the ache.
Nothing, and I mean nothing had ever felt as good as his tongue rubbing against those aching places deep inside me. I moved my ass all over that leather seat, humping myself on his face like a bitch in heat.
I wanted his cock in me again, but that tongue that wicked-wicked tongue, and the things he did with it. He made me want to do things with him I never contemplated before.
All those things I used to think big girls like me couldn’t possibly do in the bedroom, was now on the table. I knew that from the strength in his arms. He’d carried me to bed last night hadn’t he?
No reason he can’t lift me and walk around the room with his cock buried deep inside me. I’ve always wanted to try that. And so much more. Dare I push the limits? What if he balked?
He did something with his tongue on my clit before digging it into me. It set off fireworks behind my eyes and mother of all things I never felt anything like it in my life, and my greedy pussy wanted it all now. His mouth, his cock, his fingers. I think she’d take his balls as well if he could fit them in.
I came so hard in his mouth I thought for sure I’d broken a tooth or two, I know I pulled a few strands of hair from his head. And he still wasn’t done with me yet.
He nipped the flesh of my inner thighs, one after the other, and licked at my leaking slit again. He was trying to get his ass suffocated.
“Gimme a minute, woo, damn!” I am so screwed. My snatch was overly sensitive when he slid two long thick fingers inside of me and licked my clit at the same time, the fiend.
Far from giving me time to catch my breath, he amped things up a little. Fingering me while he licked my clit and then switching up, with his fingers playing with the sensitive nub while his tongue ran circles inside me.
My poor heart was about to give out. I’d never experienced such mind blowing pleasure all at once, and the way he was acting it was like he was just getting started. There were no rushed moves, like he needed to be somewhere else.
He took his sweet time and sucked me deeper under his spell. I exploded again and may have passed out for a second or five, and when I came to he was still eating that pussy.
I could almost give up my moral fiber if he’d continue to do that for the rest of his life. It was so good, that even when my clit became overly sensitive almost to the point of pain, I still didn’t tell him to stop.
He finally let me up after the third or fourth time I came and we both helped each other get our clothes right. Though he had to pull his jacket around my shoulders to hide my torn dress.
My heart melted when he protected me from the driver’s view when he came to open the door for us. “I’ll take it from here Reggie, you have a nice evening.”
He helped me out and into the elevator where everything that I’d just done hit me all at once. It was on the tip of my tongue to explain myself, to tell him that I don’t usually act this way. But what was the point?
Why should he believe me when all I’ve done since we met is show him that this is exactly who I am.
Jonas
There was something on her mind. It’s odd how I’ve come to know even that much about her in the time that we’ve known each other, which boils down to roughly twenty-four hours, give or take a few.
There’s a certain light in her eyes that dims or brightens according to her mood. Something had happened between the elevator and the penthouse.
All through dinner I sensed it, but waited for her to voice her concerns. “It’s the weekend tomorrow and the Holiday’s on Monday, what are your plans?” I chose to ignore whatever was on her mind for now.
I’d let the evening mellow out a little bit first and then get to the bottom of whatever was bothering her. Whatever it was, I had no doubt that I could make it all better.
I’d had the chef prepare a special treat for dessert and since she was down to picking at the food on her plate, decided that now was as good a time as any.
“Come here!” I dipped an extra large strawberry in the melted chocolate as she came to stand next to me. Laying it on the dessert plate until I was ready for it. Plus it was still too warm for what I had in mind.