Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
I grab a nipple between my teeth, bra slipping off, and she gasps. I do it again and again before moving to the other one, and she’s arching and squirming, whimpering her pleasure.
Who knew black lace was my thing?
“Mark.” My name is on her lips like a song, no, fuck that. Like a prayer. Over and over, she moans my name, cries out my name, and my personal favorite, growls my name. “Yes, Mark.”
That one comes when I push her flat on her back and toss her legs over my shoulders, sliding her panties to the side to flick my tongue against her cunt. She’s so fucking wet, the kind of wet that tells me she’s been turned on for a long ass time.
I find one of the hard plastic chairs in front of my desk and take a seat, pulling McKenna so close to the edge that she’s suspended in the air, half on the desk and half dangling in the air. “I can tell how horny you are, Kenna.”
“Oh God,” she moans and swirls her hips. “I can’t believe you just said that…oh God!” Her hips buck dramatically when I slide a finger inside her wet, waiting pussy. “Mark, please.”
I smile as I plunge and twist that finger inside of her, tapping on that elusive G-spot. I moan at the sweetness of her pretty little pink pussy. It’s perfectly manicured, a little bit of a bush on top and bare, plump lips that glisten with every swipe of my tongue. I moan at the taste of her, drop after drop falling to my tongue, telling me she is so turned on that it’ll take nothing to get her to come.
“Please,” she pants, her chest heaving and her head thrashing back in forth with the force of her desire. Her need for that ecstasy.
“Please,” she cries again.
“Please, what? You want me to lick your pussy until you come?”
“Yes, that. Please, Mark.”
I smile and add another finger to her pulsating pussy. “Ask nicely.”
She freezes and looks up at me, hazel eyes nearly all gold with desire. “What?”
“Ask me nicely, or better yet, beg me for what you want. And make it good.”
McKenna props herself up on her elbows, tits pushed out, skin flush with exertion and passion. Her tongue slips out and slides across the top lip and then the bottom.
“Please, Mark, I need you to suck my pussy and fuck me with those thick fingers. I’m so wet for you.” Her cheeks flame pink, but her breath hitches, and my cock twitches in my pants.
“Then I want your cock. Please, oh please, big bad boy.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Her breath hitches again when I lean forward, tongue leading the way, and rip those sexy black panties from her body. McKenna’s head falls back, and I shove them in my pocket while I devour her creamy cunt, licking her entrance and sucking her clit before I fuck her with my finger.
“Oh! Yes! Yes!” Her hands ball into fists when I slide a wet finger up her ass, and she’s gone. She smacks the fuck out of my desk while her body bucks and quivers against the orgasm that takes over her body. She is a fucking sight to see, thrashing and convulsing, lips twist in a satisfied smile as pleasure seeps from her pores.
“Oh. My. God. Yesss!” she yells. Then, shocking the hell out of me, she grabs the back of my head and grinds her pussy all over my face, and I am all over it.
I lick her softly and flick my tongue over her clit until her pleasure subsides. “Damn girl, you’re dirty.”
Her shoulders shake with laughter. “If that’s the reaction it gets from you, I’ll be as dirty as you need me to be.”
Her words make my cock twitch in my pants, and I sit back, licking my lips.
“I’m…all over your face.”
I quirk an eyebrow in her direction.
“I wonder,” she muses and sits up, reaching for me.
“What do you wonder, McKenna?”
“I wonder,” she sighs. “How I taste on your mouth.”
“I’m right here,” I say with a raised eyebrow.
She’s shy about it at first, sliding off my desk and onto my lap, not self-conscious at all about her naked state, her wet cunt. One swipe of her tongue across my bottom lip, and my hands tighten on her waist. Another swipe, and I thrust my hips up, enjoying the way it interrupts her, and makes her head fall back.
“Busy, here.”
I laugh as she starts to grind on my cock, hard as steel beneath my sweatpants, while she tastes my mouth, my face, my tongue.
“I like it. It’s kinda weird, but I can’t stop,” she says and licks the corner of my mouth.
“Kenna,” I growl and tighten my grip on her hips.
She ignores me, kissing my mouth like it’s her first kiss, grinding on my cock with deep, guttural moans that have me so hard it’s all I can do to let her have her way.