Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
I wave my hand back and forth. “I’m on the fence. I don’t know which way I want to fall.”
“Do we have to decide now?”
“Not at all,” I tell her, passion lacing my voice. “But I sure love filling you with my come, though.”
Heat burns in her eyes as she holds my gaze. She licks her lips, setting me on fire before she asks in her sultry, sexy voice, “Does my man need attention?”
I look down, sliding my fingers along the edge of the desk. “I mean, it wouldn’t hurt with how fucking delectable you look.”
Her lips part. “Delectable?”
I nod. “Those nipples are all hard and begging to be sucked.”
Fable’s breath hitches as she taps her pen to her mouth. “Hmm, how dare I tempt you like that.”
“My thoughts exactly.” I lean back in my seat, knowing she can see the way my cock is pitching one hell of a tent. Like I wanted, she drags her eyes along my throbbing shaft before meeting my gaze again, desire and heat in her green depths. “Got me over here wanting to rip out IUDs and fill you with my babies.”
She grins. “We went from baby to babies. I must be affecting you really badly.”
I puff out my chest, arching back in my seat to give my cock some room. “I tell you what, it’s real hard being with the most gorgeous woman in the world and not keeping you full of me.”
“I can tell how hard it is,” she murmurs as she sighs, causing me to smile smugly. “Tell me what you want, pretty boy.”
Fuck, she gets me going when she says that in that sexy tone of hers. I push my seat back and pull out my cock, stroking it as my eyes stay locked with hers. “I want that pretty mouth on my cock.”
She licks her lips and watches as I stroke myself. She squirms in her seat before she throws everything to the floor and gets up. She stretches, showing off her body, her soft hips that now have little bees and butterflies flying around that Hazel finished a week ago, making my cock leak for her. I hold my breath as she saunters over to me, her hips swaying in such a sinful way that I want to bite her thick flesh and mark her. She steps between the desk and my legs before sliding her hands up my thighs, sending scorching heat down my spine. I’m breathless as I look up at her, while she looks down at me like a queen about to conquer new lands.
Fable licks her bottom lip before locking eyes with me. “Are you going to come down my throat like a good boy?”
“Fuck,” I groan as I tip my head back, her throaty giggling making me leak more. I swear, each time we’re intimate, Fable gets bolder. And it’s a fucking turn-on to know she’s only ever been like this for me. That she wants my come as much as I want to drown her in it. That she wants me. I barely recognize my own voice as I vow, “I’ll do whatever you want, princess.”
“Mmm,” she murmurs before falling between my knees. She strokes her hands up and down my thighs before she swipes her tongue along the head of my cock, catching my precome and causing me to hiss out a breath. “You taste so good.”
“You keep it up. I won’t last,” I warn her, and that only makes her smirk up at me before she grips my base, her fingers barely touching, and fuck, what a sight.
“That’s my plan,” she tells me as she lowers her mouth to me. “I want your come.”
I don’t know if I moan from her words or the feel of her hot mouth around my cock. Fuck, it’s both. She uses just the right suction and tongue to have me panting her name within seconds. She feels so fucking good, and when I thread my fingers into her hair, she lets out a needy little whimper that leaves me fighting for my control. I watch as she moves up and down my cock, her eyes intent on me, such desire and need in her gaze. Her cheeks are flushed, her mouth stuffed with my cock, and I can’t even form thoughts, much less keep ahold of any kind of control. I jerk up into her mouth, my cock touching the back of her throat, and tears spill down her cheeks as I start to fuck her mouth.
“Yeah, princess. Just like that. Swallow my cock.”
She hums for me, and I swear my eyes roll to the back of my head. When my gaze settles back on my sweet princess, she’s squirming, and I can’t stand for her to be needy when I can make her come. I pull out of her mouth, much to her protest, before lifting her hips and sitting her on my desk. Her eyes meet mine, wild and full of desire, almost pushing me over the edge. I reach for her leggings, pulling them and her barely there panties down her legs before throwing them to the floor. I scoot my chair up, my eyes moving between her legs, where not only is her piercing sparkling, but so is her dripping-wet pussy. “Fuck, Fable, is all that for me? Did sucking my cock get you all wet and needy for me?”