Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Blake’s hand slides under my head and lifts at the same time he’s bringing his mouth to mine. He gives me a fierce kiss filled with anticipation. It makes my nipples tighten more, my sex grow wet, and my panties stick as his hard cock grinds down on me. Holy hell, the man is big. It has my sex clenching, thinking of him being there soon.
“I feel how soaked you are, honey. Your needy pussy is getting me wet too.”
“It’s a lot,” I admit shyly, almost embarrassed.
“I hope so because my mouth is already watering thinking about eating you.” He gives me a devilish smile as he moves down my body. His hands engulf my breasts, pushing them together so that he can bury his face there. “I want all of you in my mouth.” He groans, latching on to one nipple, his finger pinching the other, making me gasp. The sensation shoots directly to my clit. My fantasies about how it would be between us do not touch the reality of it.
My hips try to buck, but I'm no match pinned under him, and that only adds to how turned on I am. The idea of Blake keeping me where he wants me so that he can do whatever he wants to me is erotic, and the idea burns through me.
Blake keeps working his way down my body. He kisses my hip, then sucks, making the blood rush to the surface before swiping his tongue across it. He does it a few more times, making the pulsing sensation in my clit intensify with each suck, my mind imagining it between my thighs.
"Stop teasing me," I tell him, trying to wiggle to get what I need.
"I need you as wet and needy as I can get you," he tells me as he knees my thighs farther apart before settling in between them, his mouth a breath away from my clit now. "Fuck, I love your smell," he groans right before burying his face in me.
The second he latches on to my clit, I'm done. The buildup is too much. I cry out his name, my hips bucking, but he doesn't stop. I jerk, trying to get away from him, my clit overly sensitive, but I don't get anywhere.
Blake works one finger into me and then another. "You're going to squeeze the hell out of my dick," I hear him say, I think. It's hard to focus on his words when his fingers are hooked inside me; the pleasure feels different. It sets me off again.
My toes literally curl as the ripples of pleasure flow through me in giant waves. It's all-consuming, and for a moment, I'm lost in it. Then I feel a sharp pain. My eyes fly open to meet my husband's as he sinks all the way down into me. I feel so many different emotions at this moment. It’s overwhelming in the best of ways, and I want more.
"Tell me you're okay." He brushes a few strands of hair out of my face. The tenderness I see in his eyes hits me right in the chest. This man loves me. I can see it written all over his handsome face.
"I'm okay." The pain was fleeting and not as bad as I thought it would be. I was so lost in pleasure it was really a blip, and now there is only a small burn, but that too is quickly fading. Then there is only Blake and the sensation of him filling me completely. “More than okay.” I smile up at him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
Blake drops his forehead to mine. “This, you, was worth the wait and all the other bullshit. Fucking worth it.” He pulls out and thrusts back in. A small moan leaves me. “You know how good you feel, wife, the perfection of your tight pussy?”
“No.” I don’t know.
“Come morning you’ll know.” He keeps on thrusting. “When you’re tender because I couldn’t stop. You’ll see that I’m addicted to you in every way.” He nips my bottom lip. “You might have to fight me off you.”
“Oh my God.” I grip his shoulder, his filthy mouth only adding to the pleasure. His fingers slip between us, finding my clit as he keeps rutting in and out.
“You’re going to come with me.” I lick my lips. I’m so close, but I’m not sure I can. I already have twice.
“I, ah…” I can’t get more words out.
“You will." He leans down to bring his mouth next to my ear. “Lock your pussy around your husband and milk my release deep inside of you.” There is so much in those words, and I love each and every one of them.
My breath hitches as I shatter with the most intense orgasm of my life. I cry out Blake’s name, hearing him groan mine. I feel his release spill deep inside of me, and Blake digs his knees into the mattress, thrusting as deep as he can get.