Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 145155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 726(@200wpm)___ 581(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 726(@200wpm)___ 581(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
I look back up at him. “What do you want, baby? Your wish is my command.”
He smiles a slow sexy smile at me. “I want to fuck.” His mouth drops open as he gently strokes the back of my head. “I want to fuck you until you’re raw.” I swallow, shit that sounds painful. A frisson of fear runs over me followed closely by a rush of cream. Why do I respond to fear like that?
“Please me. Let me have my way with you.” Huh, hasn’t he been doing that for three weeks? What in the hell is he talking about?
“Oh OK.” I nod nervously. My body wouldn’t let me get out of this bed even if I tried—my ovaries are screaming at me at a deafening pitch.
“Pants off.” And in one fell swoop I am naked. “On your knees,” he snaps.
“What…. What do you mean?” Shit, does he want anal sex? He’s too big; he will rip me in half. I hesitate and he must be able to sense my fear.
“I won’t hurt you, precious girl, trust me.” He puts his hand gently on my lower back and I give him a shaky nod. “I mean on your knees in the middle of the bed and resting down on your elbows.” I move into position and he walks around behind me, still stroking himself. I can see him through my legs. “Legs wider apart.” His voice is husky with arousal. I wiggle my knees farther apart. I am leaning on my elbows and knees naked. My legs are spread as wide as they go, and he is behind me. He hisses again, tics his jaw and cracks his neck as he continues to stroke himself while looking at my open, weeping flesh.
“You’re fucking perfect, do you know that?” I smile as I bite my lip. Thanks to a bit of bleach and wax I think to myself. He bends and I am expecting his tongue on my sex, what I am not expecting is his tongue on my rear entrance. Oh fuck.
“Josh.” I tense and try to pull away.
“Don’t move,” he snaps as he grabs my hips. He licks me again gently and all of the blood drains from my head. Dear god, I put my head into my pillow, he can’t do that to me. It’s not…right. He slowly runs his fingertips through my swollen dripping lips as he continues his oral assault on my back rosette. He slides one finger into my sex and slowly makes time with his tongue, fucking me slowly with his finger. He adds another finger, twisting his hand as he enters, and my knees start to buckle.
“Josh, I can’t…I can’t do…I can’t hold my weight.”
“Don’t come,” he whispers into me and the vibrations send me into a spiral and an orgasm I don’t think I can stop.
“No!” he snaps and pulls his fingers out. I whimper at the loss. He waits for me to settle. He pushes three fingers into me as his tongue once again softens my rear, spreading saliva.
God he’s good at this. He is definitely God’s gift to women, without a frigging doubt in my mind. I feel uncomfortable letting him do this to me, but I can’t stop him. It just feels too good. Then he’s up, leaning over me as he continues to fuck me with his fingers and kisses me over my shoulder. A deep hungry tongue kiss. He bites my lip as I feel his thumb pressure my rear entrance. I hold my breath and my mouth is open as I feel the pressure he is putting on my opening.
“Relax, Presh. Let me in,” he whispers. His breathing is heavy as he tries to control his arousal. I drop my head as I close my eyes and then he’s in. His thumb is pulsing into me in time with his fingers into my swollen sex. Oh dear god! I instantly start to groan as my hips drop by themselves toward the penetration.
“That’s it.” He kisses my back. “It feels good, doesn’t it?” He bites my shoulder blade. I start to quiver, and he stills his fingers. “Don’t come,” he whispers into my back as he tries to control his breathing. “I can’t wait to take you here.” He smiles into my back. “I’m aching for it.” I moan a sound that, if I hadn’t made it myself, I would swear came from a beached whale. I feel like I am having an out-of-body experience. This level of arousal is new to me. I pant in anticipation as I nod, unable to speak.
“You’re going to fucking love it. Love my cock buried deep in your beautiful, tight ass.” Holy shit, if someone had told me I would actually like this, I would not have ever believed it. Not in a million years. This is unexpectedly intimate in a new and raw kind of way. “But you’re not ready yet, Presh. I have to get you ready. And I’m not ready,” he whispers as he gently kisses my back again. My orgasm fog temporarily lifts.