Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Fucking Christ, Jett!” I roar into her skin, my hips twitching violently. Her warm, slick throat closes around my length as she sucks me deep, her tongue pressing firmly along my dick before she drags her lips all the way down and up. She uses one hand to twist her wrist when her mouth isn’t swallowing me whole. Goddamn, she’s merciless.
My mouth stays buried in her cunt, my tongue flicking her clit, my fingers buried in her tightness from behind. It causes her to double up her efforts and for me to drive her wild. The sensation of her sucking my dick while I eat her pussy is too damn much. The sound of her wet, breathless moans, the feel of her throat gripping my dick—it nearly has me coming too damn fast. My lower body tightens, the base of my spine has an intense pressure building.
I can’t take it anymore.
I need to be inside her.
“Up, sunshine.” I smack her ass, watching as it jiggles above me.
“What? Why?” She pulls off my dick and sits up, looking over her shoulder. I sit up as well, sliding her down until she’s straddling my lap, reverse cowgirl style. Her back presses against my chest. I reach around her, and the palms of my hands slip beneath the heavy fabric of my jersey, cupping her bare, heavy breasts. My thumbs roll over her stiff, pebbled nipples, making her gasp in pleasure and arch her back, causing her ass to be on my cock.
“Not coming down your throat this time. Grab the condom, sunshine,” I croon into her ear, making her shiver.
“Where is it?” I move my thigh, and she hears the foil crinkle. I watch as she reaches for a packet, her fingers quaking, then tears it open and pulls out the thin latex ring. With her back still resting against my chest, she lifts up, reaches between her legs, and wraps her silky, soft hand around my throbbing cock. Jett sheaths the condom over the head and slowly, ever so carefully, rolls the rubber down my thick length.
“Fuck, Jett,” I growl against her neck, my hands squeezing her breasts. “I’m fucking dying here.” Her fingers working over my hard dick almost breaks my resolve.
She lets out a shaky laugh and adjusts her position, guiding the thick tip of my cock to her drenched, swollen entrance. Slowly, agonizingly so, she inches down one devastating inch at a time.
“Oh god, Rowdy,” she whimpers. The walls of her pussy stretch tightly around me as she takes all of me. My dick pulses, throbbing inside of her, causing my vision to blur. I wrap one arm around her middle, working her nipple with the other, holding her firmly as her ass cradles my groin. Jett sits there for a second, attempting to catch her breath. I can feel her pussy clinching down on my dick.
And right then, she tilts her head to the side, nearly in the crook of my shoulder, and notices the large full-length mirror mounted on the wall directly across from the bed.
Our reflection… the sight should be obscene. She sees herself in my lap, wearing my jersey with my number on the front and my last name on the back, my corded arms wrapped around her waist, my face buried in her scent, and down below… Fuck, she can see where my thick, vein-lined cock covered in latex that I wish weren’t there vanishes inside her hot, slick pink cunt.
“Rowdy, look… look at us.” Jett freezes, staring at us. My restraint is fucking gone. I lose control. I don’t give her another second to adjust. I grip her hips and thrust upward with a relentless power, my hips slam against her ass with heavy, slapping thuds.
Slap, slap, slap.
“Rowdy, oh fuck!” Jett screams out, her hands flying to grip at the back of my head as I drive in and out of her, filling her completely, hitting that sweet, deep spot with every single punishing stroke.
“Look at you, Jett,” I grunt into her ear, my voice taking on an edge as I pound into her from behind. “Look at the mirror, sunshine. Look at what you look like wearing my name while I fuck your sweet pussy.” She doesn’t take her eyes off our reflection. In the mirror, she watches as I lift her hips slightly before thrusting back in, the lips of her pussy flaring out and stretching wide around my length as I pull almost all the way out before slamming back deep inside her.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I growl, tightening my grip on her waist, my thumbs digging into her hip bone deep enough she’ll probably have a mark, my fucking mark. “Look how your sweet pussy opens up for my dick. You were made to take this. You were made for me.”