Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 68143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
She was all but drowning me with her juices, and I had zero thoughts in my brain but getting her off. I wanted to taste the way she exploded on my tongue. I wanted her to pour her juices down my throat.
I wanted her to…
“Ughhh, yes.” She finally gave up, no longer supporting her body at all as she started convulsing.
I used my upper body to hold her up enough so I could breathe, but continued to flick her pussy with my tongue until she clamped her thighs around my face and said, “No more. Enough.”
I twisted us fast, forcing her to fall backward on the bed, yanked my underwear down just low enough for my cock to spring free, and lined my cock up with her entrance.
Half a breath later, I was sinking inside of her to the hilt, filling her so full that she was screaming all over again.
At first I thought it was just an aftershock of her first orgasm that was rippling around me, but then I pulled out and she screamed, “Gunner! Back inside!”
I slammed back inside and felt her start to pulse around me, and I couldn’t stop the grin that lit my face as I fucked her hard, with no finesse or rhythm at all.
Her pussy clamped down on my cock, and I buried myself to the hilt and stayed there, my body tensing as I poured my release deep inside of her hot, wet cunt.
I collapsed on top of her, panting and spent, and she wrapped her long legs around my waist and held me for so long that I actually started to nod off.
Before sleep had taken me all the way under, though, she rolled us so that we were on our sides. Then took a deep breath.
“Fuck, you’re heavy,” she replied sleepily.
I pulled her back in close, then let my eyes fall shut again. “Sorry.”
I didn’t open my eyes again until morning.
When I did, I was surprised to find that we were in the exact same position as we were when we’d fallen asleep.
Both of us still on our sides.
Me still fully inside of her.
And my cock hard and pulsing.
When I cracked open my eyes, it was to find hers still tightly shut.
Her hair was everywhere.
In my mouth.
In my eye.
In her eyes.
In her mouth.
And there was just a small amount of drool on the corner of her lips that had to be the most adorable thing I’d ever seen.
She shifted slightly, and the move pushed me just a little bit deeper inside.
I groaned, but she didn’t stir.
A gentleman would probably wake her up before he let this continue, but I hadn’t been a gentleman my entire life.
A man?
Yes.
A man who did what he wanted?
Yes.
A man who was gentle and kind?
No.
I probably would never be that.
At least, not with anyone but the ones that I loved the most.
And definitely not in this type of situation where she was wet, and my cock was buried deep.
I slowly started to move, my gaze watching her face for any sign of waking.
Nothing changed on her face.
So I moved faster.
A little bit deeper.
A little bit harder.
She twisted her head to the side and lifted her head higher, not quite awake, but definitely feeling the effects of what we were doing.
I moved slowly again, pulling out farther this time only to slide myself back in deep.
Her eyelids flickered, but she still didn’t wake.
I kept up the soft, slow rhythm until I was ready to blow, and only when I felt like I couldn’t hold on for much longer did I reach down between us and start to massage her clit with the side of my thumb.
Would she stay asleep as she came?
Would she wake up?
I couldn’t wait to find out.
She groaned when I caught her clit just right and started to slowly circle it, but her eyes stayed tightly closed.
Her nipples were pebbled and dragging deliciously against my chest hair, and I knew that it had to feel good for her.
Damn, she slept like the dead.
And I liked it.
I liked that I could get her this far, and she was still asleep.
My sick mind wondered what else I could do to her while she was asleep.
Her pussy started to ripple, the telltale sign of her orgasm taking over, and I watched as her body locked.
Her eyes blinked sleepily open, and a soft cry left her lips.
“Gunner,” she breathed sleepily. “What are…mmmmmm.”
Her head fell back, and a silent cry left her lips.
Her pussy locked down tight, and I finally let go.
My orgasm left me, filling her to overflowing.
“What are you…” she panted as she came back online. “Wow. I liked that.”
“Better than coffee?” I teased as I rolled off the side of her bed, keeping her locked with me.
“Better than Danishes.” She nodded, eyes serious.
I grinned as I walked us both into the bathroom.