Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“And now—” He licks his lips, staring at me, and turns the tension wrench to the side. The lock clicks, and it opens. “I get you.”
“Alexan!” I say, elated. “You did it!”
“I just needed motivation.” He tosses the lock aside. “Now come here.”
“Oh, no way. You need more practice.”
His expression darkens. “What happened to a deal is a deal?”
“I’m a very bad girl.”
“Yes, you are.” He comes for me, and I yelp, laughing, as I dance out of his way. But he’s fast, and I’m not very motivated to escape him. I make it to the other side of the couch before he grabs my wrist and yanks me back, slamming his mouth down onto mine.
God, I love kissing this man. I love his taste, his tongue, his soft lips, the way he breathes, the way he presses himself against me like he’s starving. I’m naked and vulnerable, and my heart’s racing wildly as he kisses my neck and breasts, pausing to lick my pierced nipple. Bliss runs down my spine.
He turns me around and presses me against the couch. I gasp, hands pressed against the cushions, as his fist grips my hair. The other spanks my bare ass hard.
“You shouldn’t try to run from me,” he says and spanks me again. “Not when I’ve already been properly motivated.”
“But running makes it more fun,” I say, gasping with pleasure as his hand spanks me again. He slides his fingers between my legs and teases my wetness. “Oh, that feels good.”
“I know you like that,” he whispers in my ear. “You love getting all messy for me, baby.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because.” He pulls his hand back and shoves his soaking fingers into my mouth. “Look at you, eager little slut.”
I moan as I taste myself. I suck his fingers, whimpering. He pulls them out and slides them back between my legs, teasing up and down my wet slit before sinking deep inside.
“Oh my god,” I moan, shivering with pleasure.
“That’s my girl. Now come here.” He drags me to the couch and starts shedding clothes. I help him out, not pretending to fight back anymore. I just want him, plain and simple. Once he’s naked, I drop to my knees before he can order me around and take his tip into my mouth. I suck him and stare up into his eyes, going slow, rolling my tongue around and getting him nice and wet. He stares down at me like he’s seeing heaven for the first time.
“You like that,” I say, teasing. He reaches down to rub my pierced nipple.
“You know I do.”
“Should I reward you?”
“Whether you will or won’t doesn’t matter.” He grabs me and drags me over to the couch. I gasp as he lies down and shoves me into position, yanking my hips down over his mouth and shoving me forward. “I’m taking my prize either way.”
I spread my thighs, my knees on either side of his face, and he licks my pussy like a madman. Fuck, that feels so good. I grind down into his mouth, moaning, and take his dick into my mouth. I suck him, messy and wet, moaning as I do it. I’m stuffed, my mouth filled, his tongue inside my pussy, and it feels so fucking good I could scream. And as I suck him and he licks me, I realize all that stress he’s been under has been messing with me too, and I need this as much as he does.
“Keep going,” I gasp, the pleasure building into an explosion in my core. “Please, keep going.”
“I want my dick in your mouth while you come,” he orders. “Suck me, you messy, dirty fucking girl.” He licks at a steady and fast pace, and I can’t take it anymore. I shatter for him, the orgasm hitting me like a truck, and I nearly black out as his cock slips into my throat and I gag on him.
“Fuck,” I say, pulling back, gasping for air. I stroke his spit-drenched dick, blinking black spots from my vision. “Holy shit.”
“That’s a good girl,” he says, lightly patting my ass.
I realize I’m squeezing his skull with my knees and ease up. “Sorry. Almost killed you.”
“I think you almost killed yourself choking on me like that. But you’re not finished.” He spanks me, and I laugh, stroking him a little and looking over my shoulder.
“You want me to keep going?”
“Don’t fucking tease.”
“I should make you practice the lock again first.”
“I don’t think I’ll survive.”
I pout a little, loving this sudden power. “Beg,” I say.
His eyes widen. I grin, wondering if maybe I crossed a line.
“Please,” he whispers.
And fuck, that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. “Again,” I say, licking his tip.
“Please,” he says again. “Please, baby. Suck my cock. I need it. I need you. God, I need to come so fucking badly.”