Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
“I can’t,” I admit to her, “I can’t be without you.” I kiss her again, my hand comes up to hold her chin. “I don’t want to be without you.”
Her hands go to my chest. “I’ve been a shell of a man without you,” I confess as her trembling hands move from my chest then to the sides of my neck. I drop my hand from her chin to her back, bending my head to kiss her again. Needing to kiss her again. Needing it like I need air to breathe. I move my hands to her back, pulling her even closer to me, not wanting anything between us. I move into her apartment, my mouth on hers, our tongues going dancing. I kick the door closed and pick her up off her feet as I bring her to the bedroom.
“Missed you,” she murmurs when I put her feet down on the floor. “Missed you so much.” She takes off the pink top she has on, the jacket I’m wearing falls to the floor beside it, and her hands come up to unbutton my shirt. Moving one button at a time, so slow my body trembles for her touch. She turns me so the backs of my knees are against the bed, pushing me back after she moves the shirt away from my chest and sliding it off my shoulders. Her face comes to the middle of my chest as she kisses right where my heart is beating for her. “Missed all of you.”
Her hands move to slide the pants and underwear off her hips, and I quickly get rid of my own. She stands there in front of me naked, with her hair tied back, her eyes mirroring mine. Like we haven’t slept since we last saw each other. She pushes me back on the bed, getting on top of me. The need to touch her everywhere has my hands roaming from her back to her ass, as she puts her hands beside my shoulders on the bed and kisses me. Our kisses are frantic, her hand going to my cock, my hands to the sides of her neck. “I’ve missed you,” she repeats breathlessly, leaving my mouth for no more than a second before kissing me again. “Felt a pain.” My hand moves to her ass. “Like I couldn’t breathe.” She straddles me, her forehead on mine. “I need you.”
“Take what you need, baby,” I urge her. “I’m yours.” She moves her hand in between us, holding my cock just above me. She runs it up and down her slit before finally sliding me into her. The room fills with our moans as she moves over me. My hands go to her ass cheeks, squeezing them tight in my hands. She gets up, putting one hand on my chest, the other on my shoulder as she tries to move faster. “Need to taste you,” I tell her, our eyes looking into each other. “Let me taste you.”
She doesn’t say anything, she just moves off me and then turns to throw her leg over me as she sits on my face. I fold my hands around her hips, holding her ass while I finally get to taste her. Her hands are on my stomach as she moves her hips and rides my face. “It’s so good,” she purrs, bending, and then I feel her mouth on me. She licks my shaft before taking me into her mouth, her hand and mouth working at the same time. Her tongue goes around the head of my cock before she takes me to the back of her throat. I move one hand and slide it in her. She lets go of my cock to moan and I wrap an arm around her waist to keep her pussy glued to my face. She sits up, unable to stop herself, and I reach up to roll her nipples between my fingers.
“Need you back inside me.” She moves her pussy away from my face, straddling me again. Her mouth crashes on mine as she rubs her wet pussy over my cock before I slide back inside of her. She lets go of my mouth to moan, my arms go to her sides, moving her up and down my cock. Our eyes are locked on each other, neither of us wanting to break the connection. She moves as fast as I let her move, my hands roaming from her back to her ass and back up again. She puts her hands by my head, gripping the sheet as she bounces on my dick.
“I love you,” she says to me and I wrap my arms around her. One at her lower waist, the other one in the middle of her back, and I reach up to hold the back of her neck. We bury our faces in each other’s neck, one of her hands moves from my side to my hips as she tries to get even closer to me. She moves the other hand around my head and pushes it deeper into her neck. “I love you,” she says again.