Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
“I’m not sure she can take Tiffany and Asia,” Dante said. “In fact, I’m not sure I can take your little games. I think my dick is going to fall off.”
I grinned at him. “You’ve taken such good care of Charlotte, I guess I could help you out with that.”
Charlotte’s jaw dropped in indignation. “What about me?”
“You could watch, if you’d like,” I offered.
Her eyes lit up.
“But only if you can do so without coming,” I added. She scowled and stomped off toward the primary suite.
When she was gone, I turned to Alex and asked in a low voice, “So, what do you think?”
“I didn’t exactly get to know her real well,” Alex pointed out.
“Some would argue that you got to know her very well,” I corrected him.
“You know what I mean.” He unzipped his jeans and dropped to the couch. “We can talk about your relationship after you take care of this.”
“Gladly.” I went to the sofa and removed the cushion beside him, wincing apologetically. “Sorry. I need something to kneel on.”
“Still not a hundred percent, then?” he asked, somehow sounding compassionate even with his demanding erection in his hand.
“I’m never going to be a hundred percent.” That was something I still needed to accept, but saying it helped. “Bear or not, my knees are fucked.”
I got down and leaned my forearms on his muscular thighs. I would hit the gym immediately when I got back to New York.
It was not the time to compare bodies. Not when a perfect one was sitting on my sofa, waiting to get sucked off. If I’d had the time, and the bedroom was unoccupied, I’d be underneath Alex in a heartbeat. I barely brushed his cock with my fingertips, and he struggled to stifle a moan. When I leaned in close, I caught a telltale scent on his belly and looked up at him with an arched brow. “I thought I told you not to come.”
“I didn’t.” His chest rose and fell fast with anticipation. “I got close, though. Lost a few good soldiers.”
“That must have been frustrating.” I laughed at him and shook my head. “I hope you made Charlotte clean it up.”
“It would have been all over. She—” His voice cut off as I swirled my tongue around his tip. “Fuck.”
“I wish, but I don’t have time tonight.” I gave him another slow lick. “When we’re back in the city?”
“Your girl wouldn’t mind?” he asked incredulously, then squeezed his eyes shut tight as I sucked him between my lips. A salty drop of precum rose up to meet my tongue and I swiped back and forth over it, savoring every bit.
I released him with a sucking pop to answer. “No. She might want to get involved. At the very least, she’d watch.”
“Sounds like you found your soulmate.” His hand clenched one of the throw pillows and squeezed hard. “Come on, I’m about to blow all over your face, and I’d rather do it in your mouth.”
I opened wide and swallowed him down, flexing my throat and undulating my tongue. I sucked him in and out in a lazy rhythm, never speeding up even when his hips urged me to.
“That’s it,” he hissed, his other hand tightening on his knee. His fingers dug harder into the pillow, and I wondered if he’d tear it. Charlotte must have really gotten him pent up. I’d have to thank her for being such a good girl.
I cupped Alex’s sack, slipping my finger behind to push against his perinium, exactly the way he liked it. I’d been on my knees for him often enough that I remembered exactly what it took to get him off, not only quickly, but in a big, big way. His bare toes splayed, the joints cracking audibly.
“That’s it,” he repeated, again and again, the litany growing more urgent. His balls drew up, his thighs tensed. He was so close, right on the edge.
I stopped and lifted my head. “Are you sure you need to come right now? You can’t wait at all?”
“Come on!” he roared in frustration, and I lowered my head with a mean laugh. He bucked against my face, forcing himself as deep as my throat allowed, and shouted to the ceiling as he erupted. I gulped him down, choking as I did so, and kept going until his cock stopped spurting and his legs stopped shaking.
Alex leaned his head back, eyes closed, breathing heavy as I sat on my heels and wiped my mouth on my hand.
“Better?” I asked, a little smug. I was proud of my blow job skills, and he knew that, having been on the receiving end so many times.
“I feel like I nutted my entire body weight, but yeah.” He laughed and scrubbed his hands over his face. “Fuck, why don’t I come down here more often?”