Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“I want you to keep them in while we have sex.” She doubted he’d complain about that.
“It might make me come faster, Mistress.”
“Mind over matter,” she told him.
He groaned as she slowly fed the generously lubed beads into his ass. Once they were in place, she stepped back and admired her handiwork. “Beautiful,” she murmured. She hooked a finger in the ring and tugged on the beads, then pushed them back and forth a few times.
“Fuck,” he groaned again.
“We’ll get there. Patience, my handsome stud.”
“I want to bury my face in your cunt.”
Cunt was such a crude word in everyday life, but when playing, it turned her on. The dirtier the words, the wetter she got.
“We’ll get there, too,” she told him. She gave his bare ass cheek a sharp slap. “Stand up and take a step back.”
When he immediately did as ordered, a thrill rippled through her. She took his place and sat on the edge of the bed. “Now get on your knees.”
“Here?”
“There,” she confirmed, spreading her own thighs and sliding a finger through her folds. Oh yes, she was soaked. “Now move forward until you’re between my legs.”
He shuffled forward on his knees until he was wedged between her thighs. As soon as he was, she grabbed his head and shoved his face into her sopping wet pussy. “Now eat me. Do not stop until I tell you. Understood?”
His muffled, “Yes, Mistress,” could barely be heard.
His very short beard was rough against her and added to the pleasure, but it was nothing compared to what he did with his tongue and lips.
Holy shit.
Keeping a tight grip on his head to hold him there, she struggled to keep her hips from popping off the bed.
He. Was. Gooooood.
So damn good.
He ate her like he’d never eaten anything so tasty.
By alternating sucking her clit and lightly scraping his teeth over it, she had to bite back a gasp. He flicked it with the tip of his tongue and then moaned against her pussy.
That vibration almost made her lose her tightly held control.
He pulled back just enough to ask, “May I use my fingers, Mistress?”
Oh yes, you definitely can.
Chapter Seven
“Yes, Handsome, you can finger fuck me while sucking on my clit.” No way in hell was she going to say no to that.
After swiping two fingers through her pussy to gather her arousal, he dove in face-first again, flicking and sucking. At first, he didn’t fuck her with his fingers.
No, this man smeared her natural lube on her anus and, using pressure alone, asked for permission to breach that hole. She gave her silent approval by relaxing enough to make it easier on them both.
Luckily, he was good at picking up on silent cues.
But…
Yes. Yes. Yesssss.
He continued to enthusiastically chow down while simultaneously gliding his fingers in and out of her ass; something Darren had had no interest in doing. He thought anything to do with the ass was “gay.”
That should’ve been a red flag. She should’ve known right then and there who he was at his core. He was set in his ways, and combined with his narrowed thinking, their relationship had been doomed from the start. Only at the beginning had she mistakenly thought he wasn’t as bad as he really ended up being.
Lesson learned. Hopefully, it was not one she’d need to repeat.
Despite their issues, she was sad when their relationship failed. She glanced at the dark head presently between her thighs. But maybe it had been for the best.
Once Cam began fucking her ass harder and eating her pussy more frantically, it was obvious he was on a mission to get her to come as fast as possible.
Far be it from her to deny him his reward.
She tossed any thoughts of Darren out of her mind and focused on the man she was with currently. The hot, sexy stud who was certainly not closed-minded. But then, it was probably difficult to be closed-minded when blindfolded with anal beads shoved up his ass.
He sucked her clit so hard that, despite fighting it, her hips shot off the bed. When she slammed her pussy right into his nose, he grunted. Hopefully she didn’t break anything. If she did, he kept on going like a true trooper.
But it wasn’t long before what started as a small ripple turned into an intense riptide. When it was over, she melted back into the mattress and Cam’s head popped up, blindfold askew and wearing a shiny, satisfied smile.
She’d be smiling, too, if she could, but she had to wait out the last few waves of her orgasm.
He slipped his fingers from her ass and sat back on his heels. As soon as she had the energy to move, she sat up and adjusted his blindfold to make sure his eyes were still covered.
Maybe she should just remove it completely. However, she knew from experience it heightened the anticipation and pleasure. She’d leave it on. For now, anyway.