Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 53516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
"On the bed. Now."
His commanding tone did something to me, and I found myself getting on the bed without question. I sat in the middle of the big bed and suddenly felt incredibly self-conscious. "Here I am."
He stroked his cock and stared at me, his gaze dancing all over my body. "Show me how you play with your pussy, Rosalee. Do you think of me when you come?"
I wanted to say yes because the real answer was mortifying and because the way I felt when he asked the question was overwhelming. Desire tore through me, hot and intense. "I don't," I answered with as much bravado as I could. "Touch myself, I mean. I don't do that." I didn't tell him everything—that this was the first time I'd ever been naked in front of a man, that tonight would be my first time, and that was only if I didn't scare him off first.
"Well then, Rosalee, let's see what you like." He pressed one knee and then the other down on the bed, using his chest to lay me down. His lips touched mine, and a fire raged in my belly. He was so good at kissing that I was immediately lost in the sensation of just being kissed by Xavier, and then his fingers found my folds, wet, swollen, and needy. "Fuck, you're so wet already. Hot as fuck."
My back arched and my eyes fluttered shut, but I forced them open, determined to witness every hot moment of this interaction. He kissed my lips, the corners of my mouth, across my jaw, and down to my neck, all while his fingers played a beautiful tune between my thighs. "Xavier," I moaned and gripped his forearms, feeling an imminent explosion as one finger dipped deep while his thumb swirled circles around my clit. "Yes!"
"Now I know what you like there," he said with a smile, stopping when I was so close to that promised land. "Let's see what else you like," he purred, gripping my breasts in both hands before taking one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, nibbling, and then sucking it until my hips bucked high up in the air. He gave the other the same treatment, and I panted and squirmed, desperate to ease the ache growing within me.
"Xavier," I groaned.
"Yes?"
A sick thought occurred to me, and I pushed up onto my elbows. "Are you messing with me?"
"Yes," he answered with a smile as he kissed his way down my belly, pressing open-mouthed kisses to each of my hip bones before his shoulders wedged between my thighs, pushing them further apart. "And no," he murmured, and a gust of his breath fanned my sex. I shivered.
"Um, you don't have to do that," I offered through a stutter. "It's, um, not necessary."
Xavier froze and looked up at me. "Oh, it is so fucking necessary, Rosalee. You have no idea."
His tongue touched me there, and my hips bucked again, bringing me closer and more intimately acquainted with his mouth. "Wow!" It was the best thing I'd ever felt. Wet and cool, and every flick of his tongue sent a rocket of sensations hurtling through my bloodstream. It was intoxicating how my vision blurred and my body arched up into Xavier, hungry for his next touch.
If I were more experienced, I might have been able to stop the bullet of arousal that tore through me, but my hands gripped his hair possessively, and my hips thrust up and met him stroke for stroke. I was prepared for him to stop again, at least I tried to be, but then he crooked one finger deep inside of me and wrapped his lips around my clit, and desire exploded within me, outside of me, shaking my body to its core. It was as if ten thousand volts went off in my body. A long, low moan exploded from my lips as I rode out my very first orgasm. "Xavier, oh my god!"
He was still licking me, lapping up my juices, and suddenly I was self-conscious all over again. When Xavier pulled back, his smile was shiny from my juices, and something about it was so erotic that all I wanted was to kiss him again. "Fuck me, you taste amazing."
"That was incredible," I whispered and tugged him by the hair until his mouth was on mine once again. I moaned at the taste of myself on his lips and deepened the kiss.
"Rosalee," he grunt-whispered and kissed me again, pressing his body against mine so that his big cock nudged my opening. "Such a sweet little pussy."
I blushed at his words and pumped my hips toward him. "You have a dirty mouth."
"You like it," he growled and nipped my ear.
I watched with wide eyes as he pulled back onto his knees and gripped his dick in his hand, teasing my clit and my opening. He smacked me with the heavy weight of his erection and bit down on his bottom lip. "I like watching you like this. You're beautiful."