Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Kissing was something I’d never thought much about. Not like I had sex. I hadn’t understood the idea of kissing. But when Luther’s lips moved over mine with hunger, it caused the rest of the world to fall away.
“Roll over onto your stomach,” he said against my lips before taking a quick bite of my bottom one.
My stomach? Okay.
I glanced at him questioningly, and he winked. I rolled over but turned my head to the side so that I could see what he was doing. He moved to his knees, and while gazing down at my bottom, he ran his hands over it, then took the waist of my shorts and began to tug them down my legs. Next came my panties. He removed them both completely, then straddled the backs of my thighs. Both of his warm, callous palms caressed my naked butt.
“Flawless,” he murmured in a reverent tone. “If you weren’t such a good girl, I’d spank this perfect, creamy ass until it was a bright red.”
Oh! That sent a thrill straight between my legs.
“Mmm, my handprint right here,” he said as if he were talking to himself and musing over how my bottom would look if he spanked it. “My sweet little virgin ass with my handprint.”
Why was this turning me on? I didn’t want to be spanked…did I? The ache between my legs said otherwise.
“Wiggle it for me.”
“What?”
His eyes moved to meet mine. “Wiggle your ass,” he repeated.
That would be embarrassing if it wasn’t for the heated gleam of lust in his hazel eyes. I did as he’d requested, and his eyes shot back to watch. His fingertips brushed one of the cheeks, and he groaned.
“Do it again.”
This time, when I did, he grabbed my upper thighs and lifted my hips until I was on my knees, with my bottom in the air and holding myself up on my elbows.
“Now, open your legs,” he ordered in a raspy voice.
As I opened them, his finger ran over my sex, and I moaned as my body shook from the pleasure.
“That’s a wet little cunt,” he growled before grabbing my bottom and spreading it open.
Then he licked from my slit all the way up to my back entrance. My eyes flew open in shock, and I buried my head in the pillow as his tongue circled it. Teeth sank into my inner thigh, and again, I jerked in response.
“So goddamn sweet. Fuck, the things I want to do to you.”
I didn’t have time to think about what all that might be before he began to lick between my legs like a starving man, growling and pressing his face against me. The stubble from his short beard tickled where his tongue wasn’t. My entire body trembled, and my moans turned into cries as the orgasm hit me.
“Oh God! OH!” I shook, fisting the sheet in my hand, and he continued his torturous pleasure until my crest was over.
“I need this cunt, sugar.”
I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder to see his cock in his hand just before he ran the tip of it over my sensitive folds.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he stared down at what he was doing.
I sucked in a breath as he began to push the large, swollen head inside me. His mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were half lidded. The vulnerability in that one look made me feel powerful. I’d never felt that before. But right now, knowing it was me, my body, that made him feel like this, I felt it.
The stretch as he sank deeper in me was incredible.
“Goddamn, this tight cunt is gonna own me,” he groaned, then thrust in until I was completely full. “FUCK!” His hands tightened on my hips, and he lifted his eyes to meet mine. A whimper escaped me, and his eyes flared. “You take my cock like such a good girl.”
Those words. I whimpered again.
“You like being my good girl, don’t you?” he asked as a wicked grin curled his lips. “Doing what I tell you. Spreading these pretty legs for me.”
“Yes,” I panted.
“Fuuuck.” His growl sounded more animal than man before he began driving into me hard.
The bed shook beneath us, and the sound of our bodies slapping against each other filled the room.
“You make me crazy,” he panted. “This cunt is mine.”
His.
Yes. I was his.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
Those words sent me into my own bliss. “Luther…” I cried out his name, and the warmth of his release began to fill me.
“GAH! Take it all, sweet baby. Take all my cum.”
I relished in it. Being full of him. Connected to him in a way I’d never been with anyone else. Pleasing him as much as he did me.
When he finished and slowly pulled out of me, I already missed him. I wanted to stay here with him like this forever.