Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 53466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
“Fucking heaven,” he growls, reaching down and wrapping my braid around his hand.
He tugs, my hair pulling away from my scalp, the feeling more erotic than painful, tingles shooting down my spine, moisture coating my panties. Maintaining my focus is difficult, but I intend to make him fall apart just like he so easily does to me.
I ease my mouth off, then pump my hand up and down his shaft, teasing the head with my tongue before returning to sucking him in earnest. He begins a steady pumping of his hips, his release obviously close.
I brace my hands on his thighs as the head of his cock hits the back of my throat with each pass, until I finally swallow around him, causing him to fall over with a shout, his hot come spurting down my throat. I swallow everything he gives, and only when he is done do I allow my knees to give way beneath me.
Ben doesn’t take long to catch his breath. He immediately picks me up and flings me over his shoulder, hauling me into the bedroom.
“Ben!” I shriek at his possessive move but am laughing, too, until his hand comes down on my ass in a light swat. “Hey! What are you doing?”
“I intend to repay the favor. We didn’t stay long enough to eat dessert,” he says as he topples me onto the bed. He strips off my dress, exposing my bra and panties, his blue eyes darkening with heat as he devours me with his gaze.
He slips a hand behind me and unhooks my bra with a deft move, then pulls the garment down my arms and off, tossing it to the floor before turning his attention to my panties.
“These have to go.” He hooks his fingers into the sides and slides them off my legs, leaving me naked and bared to his hot stare.
To my shock, he is hard again and ready to go. As I stare at his thick, long cock, my sex swells with need.
“You have amazing stamina and recovery time,” I whisper.
“It’s you. I can’t get enough.” And to prove his point, he parts my slick folds, dips his head, and begins to eat the dessert he denied himself earlier.
Any witty reply I might have had dies as his mouth begins a slick, teasing tormenting of my flesh. He licks at the seam of my thigh and my sex, giving me a taste of what is to come. He lingers there before moving to the other side, and finally glides that talented tongue over my outer folds, pulling each one into his mouth, suckling hard before soothing with lighter laps of his tongue.
He plays me well, bursts of desire alighting inside me, only to die out before I can climb higher. My clit throbs with need, but he deftly avoids touching me where I need him most, denying me the orgasm my body craves.
I shift my hips in a futile effort to control the pace, to urge him to touch my clit with his demanding tongue, but he remains determined to bring me to the brink and not allow me to fall over.
My hips jerk up, and I begin to beg for relief. “Ben, please.”
“Please what?”
“Make me come.” I’m not embarrassed to ask for what I need, not when my body is on fire.
“How?” He flicks at my clit for the first time, not long or hard enough to give any real ease, but it allows a hint of pleasure to surface once more. He nuzzles the tiny bud for longer this time before lifting his head. “What did you need, princess? I want to hear you say it.”
“Suck me. Suck my clit. Make me come hard with your mouth, Please, Ben. No more teasing. I’m so on the—” Before I can finish my plea, he pulls my clit between his teeth and grazes me lightly before releasing me and continuing to lick over me with his tongue.
The unrelenting pressure is what I need, and the glorious waves of my climax begin to rush over me in never-ending waves. I come against his mouth, Ben taking me to the peak, letting me linger, and bringing me slowly down, playing my body perfectly.
I lay in a sated heap as Ben lifts himself up, his face coming over mine, kissing me so I taste myself on his lips. “Ever had sex in the shower?” he asks, his throbbing erection pressing hard and insistent against my thigh.
I wouldn’t have thought I was capable of being tempted again so soon, but this is Ben I am talking about.
“Can’t say that I have.”
He chuckles and sits up. Next thing I know, I am over his shoulder again and headed to my bathroom, where he settles me onto my feet.
“Be right back.” He walks out and returns with a condom in hand, then turns the taps on, letting the water heat.