Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby, your mouth is fucking heaven. So beautiful.” Hardy wrapped her hair around his fist as she worked her tongue over his cock.
His moans echoed around the room, and she cupped his balls, playing with them in the palm of her hands. Hardy tightened his hands in her hair, and she simply made love to his cock, taking her time and prolonging his pleasure.
“I can’t take much more.”
Hardy pulled her up, using his grip in her hair. Rose didn’t mind that little bite of pain. It was one of the things she loved about Hardy. He always knew how far to take her without taking her too far to the edge.
He pushed her toward the bed, and with a press of his hand, she fell on the silk sheets. They were her guilty pleasure, the soft, silk sheets.
“You look so beautiful splayed out for my pleasure. Open your legs,” he said.
Hardy stood before her like a god commanding his servant. Rose opened her thighs unable to look away as he gripped his cock, running his hand up and down the shaft, going from root to tip, then down again. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and Rose licked her lips, wanting to taste him once again on her tongue. She needed him in ways that shocked and scared her.
“You want my dick in your mouth?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you want my dick in your pussy?”
“Yes.”
“And your ass?”
“Yes.”
They’d been adventurous during their marriage, and Rose couldn’t believe how long it had been since they’d been like this. This was the man she saved just for her.
“I want to see your ass. Get on your knees, and show me what belongs to me.”
Scrambling to her knees, Rose started to pant as his coarse language affected her. When she was on her knees, she waited for him to say or do whatever he was going to. Biting her lip once again, she waited. All she heard was the sound of her breathing.
“Your ass is fucking perfection, Rose.”
He touched her, and she cried out from the simple contact. Hardy always knew how to heighten her arousal to take her to the next level of pleasure.
“I see you’re just as responsive as you always were.”
She didn’t say anything. There was no need to say anything. Her pussy was dripping wet, soaking in fact. She wouldn’t be surprised if her cream wasn’t soaking down the insides of her thighs.
His fingers ran over each cheek of her ass, stroking her flesh. Hardy gripped her ass, and spread her cheeks wide.
“Look at that pretty, juicy pussy. You’re soaking wet, Rose. You’re thinking very naughty thoughts, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
He cupped her pussy, sliding a finger within her slit and teasing her clit. She moaned, shaking from the slightest touch.
“You’re desperate for cock tonight, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
Hardy aligned the tip of his cock to her entrance, and Rose gripped the sheet beneath her as he slammed the entire length of his shaft within her pussy. She came apart, the aftershocks of him invading her pussy sending her pleasure centers into overdrive.
He pumped once, twice, and on the third time, he pulled out completely.
Rose moaned, missing him before he’d even gotten started.
“Tonight, we’re going to have a little fun, and play a little. If you’re not up to that, tell me now, and I’ll go.”
“No!” She shouted the word at him. The last thing she needed or wanted was for him to leave. “I want to play. Don’t go.”
“Can I do anything to this body?”
“Yes. It’s yours. I’ve always been yours.”
“That’s exactly what I like to hear.”
He pulled away from her, and she whimpered, unable to help her response. Rose stayed where he’d put her, waiting for his instructions. She’d known Hardy a long time to know exactly what he liked. Obedience was what he expected within reason.
“Get onto your back, open your thighs, and show me your pretty pussy.”
Rose did as he asked, getting toward the edge of the bed. Hardy had grabbed a chair from the corner, and brought it to sit down. She lay before him, open, exposed, and waiting for him to make a move.
“Your pussy is wet and swollen, Rose.”
“I want you, Hardy. I need you inside me.”
“And you’re going to get me in time.”
She stared down at him, waiting for what he wanted. Hardy made sure to keep her waiting, and she started to lose her impatience with him when he finally spoke.
“I want you to start touching yourself.”
When Rose went to go straight to her pussy he ordered her to stop.
“Start at your neck and slide down to your pretty nipples. Love your body, Rose, just like I’m going to love you with my cock.”
Nodding, she rested both of her hands at her neck where his lips once touched. She loved it when Hardy had a day’s stubble and the coarse flesh touched her neck. It drove her insane, and she could be ready to fuck within seconds.