Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
“Suck,” he rasps again, that azure gaze fixed on my curvy form. “You won’t know until you try, baby girl. Now do it.”
With that, the hijacker pushes my head forward as I open my mouth as wide as possible, my lips stretching around his cock as it sinks deep inside of my mouth. Only a quarter fits before I begin choking and gagging, but the hijacker’s relentless as he pushes in even more.
“That’s right,” he croons. “Fuck, you look good like this.”
He edges more of that dark red dragon down my throat before pulling my head away. I cough and sputter for a moment, tears spurting into my eyes as he runs his fingers through my tousled brown curls.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart,” he croons. “Now, let’s try again.”
The thick helmet presses at my lips once more and I open immediately, dying to taste his flavor. This time, it goes down a little easier, and the hijacker’s insistent. He holds my head in place, forcing me to take inch after inch of his length, his balls rising with arousal as I strain.
“Look up at me, sweet girl,” he rasps. “I love seeing those big eyes.”
I do, and my hijacker’s handsome, huge and aroused. His broad shoulders block out the light of the lavatory, so he’s backlit, making him seem even more enormous. Those gorgeous features are strained at the moment, the skin of his cheekbones pulled tight as he breathes heavily.
“Yes,” he hisses. “Beautiful.”
I close my eyes as he pushes even further down my throat, willing my gag reflex away. Oh fuck, he tastes good, and I swallow experimentally, my throat muscles rippling along his length. The man lets out a low moan then, throwing his head back at the sensual squeeze.
“Fuck,” he bites out. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you?”
I can’t answer because of course, I’m otherwise engaged. But I swallow again, making him groan once more, and keep my eyes locked on his as he grinds into my mouth, grunting as I drool around that hard shaft. Oh shit, this is nasty. The bathroom is filled with the vulgar sucking sounds of him thrusting in and out of my mouth, me gurgling every time the head of his cock hits up against the back of my throat. He’s beginning to lose control too. His grunts and groans are becoming ragged, which sends waves of satisfaction crashing into my gut.
But this man hasn’t seen anything yet because I’m Sydney McGrath, and men pay enormous sums for me to do my job. As he nears the edge, I suck even harder, hollowing my cheeks for a powerful vacuum force. My hand grips the base of his cock, holding tight to that thick root as I bob my head back and forth quickly.
“Fuck, you’re good,” he rasps. “Such a nasty little mouth you have on you.”
I moan around his cock, speeding up while swirling my tongue around his head. Dirtily, I can feel my wetness dripping onto the floor beneath me, and my hole clenches hungrily as I think about the mess that I’m making. Once I stand up, he’s sure to see the puddle that I’ve left behind, but I don’t care. At this point, I don’t have the energy to do anything but suck.
The hijacker’s head goes back, his eyes closing as he grips my head.
“Fuck baby,” he moans. “Goddamn, you’re good.”
A small spurt of pre-come erupts in my throat and it tastes salty, sweet, and utterly delicious. Then, the vein on the underside of his cock throbs as I run my tongue over it, and I can feel him twitching in my throat. Oh shit, he’s about to erupt, and I brace myself for a big mouthful, ready to swallow it all. But the handsome hijacker grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls out of my mouth unexpectedly.
“No, not yet,” he rasps. “I want to be in you a different way.”
I gasp, cough and spit, choking a little as he pulls that massive length out from my lips, inch after inch reappearing from between my pink pout. Then, the only thing connecting my lips to his girthy length is a long strand of saliva that trembles in the air for a moment before breaking.
I whine, and the man’s blue eyes flash.
“You want it, don’t you? Don’t worry, you’ll get it but deep in the pussy.”
With that, he pulls me to stand up and then spins me around, pressing my front against the wall before hiking up my dress until it’s bunched up around my waist. My pussy glistens and he pauses for a moment, just taking in the pink moistness.
“Fuck, no panties, huh? What a little vag whore.” A low chuckle accompanies his statement, causing me to clench up again and whine with need. “But I like girls who come prepared,” he rasps into my ear. “It makes for a good ride.” Then, one large hand grabs one of my ass cheeks, and I moan as he squeezes it tightly before giving it a firm smack