Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
My cock is so hard it’s actually painful. She brings a hand down and slides it between us. Deliberately, she runs her palm across my erection and gives it a tight squeeze. Then she moves forward and hits the red stop button with her palm.
“There’s probably a surveillance camera in here,” I begin to croak.
But she places a finger on my lips, smiles, and shakes her head. “It doesn’t. I checked, and even if it did, so what? The French are not prudish. They are very understanding in matters relating to sex. There isn’t much time. How fast can you come?”
Then she leans in and kisses me, and I place my hands on either side of her face and kiss her back forcefully. Her hand is back on my cock as she strokes me through my jeans. She is awakening a lust in me that I haven't felt for a long time. As our tongues explore each other’s mouths, I begin running my hands all over her body. So tight and firm, such soft, smooth skin, she smells fantastic as well. I spin her around in my arms. I'm taking charge now. She grinds her ass against my cock as I begin popping the buttons on her top. Once they're undone, I pull them off and cup her firm breasts in my hands. Her nipples become hard stones as I lightly pinch them, and she begins letting out small moans. It's the sound of passion. She twirls around to face me.
We lock eyes.
Quickly, she gets to her knees and begins to rub her cheek against the bulge in my jeans. With her hands, she outlines my cock and starts gently biting it. Moving her head away, she unbuckles my belt and pulls my jeans and underwear down. My cock springs into her face.
“Wow, that’s big,” she gasps.
Looking into my eyes, she runs her tongue along the underside of my cock, sending a shiver up my spine. Then she slips her lips over the head of my cock and lets it sink deep into her throat. Wow, Jo is full of surprises. I never imagined her as a deep throat kind of girl.
She starts pumping up and down on my cock slowly, her tongue tracing around every bit of my shaft. Then she starts sucking me ferociously. Fuck! I shudder uncontrollably. She has me so hard and so big, I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before. I know it won’t be long.
“I’m going to come,” I warn.
She starts stroking faster and sucking even harder. And then she does the thing that makes me go over the edge. She moans with pleasure. That’s it. My body jerks, and the most intense climax of my life takes over. In response, she pushes my cock deep into her tight throat, increasing the pleasure I feel.
Possessively, she keeps my cock in her mouth until my body stops convulsing. Greedily, she swallows every last drop of my cum. Only when there is no more to milk, and I am completely spent, does she reluctantly pull her mouth off me, her lips smacking as she does.
She stands and with a secretive smile, she hits the stop button again. The elevator creaks and judders, then begins its slow upward ascent again. When the elevator dings once more, the doors open onto our floor, I am decent again, and we step into the narrow corridor. For a moment we look at each other, then we are practically running towards our room. I throw the door open, and the moment the door closes behind us, all my restraint shatters. My hands find Jo’s body again, ripping at buttons, tugging at zippers, a chaotic mix of hunger and desperation overcoming me. She mirrors me, pulling at my shirt, brushing her hands over my chest, our breaths ragged and urgent.
Our mouths collide as our clothes come off, and she tastes of chocolate and wine, a heady mixture that only makes me hungry for more of her. I kiss her as I have never kissed anyone before, like I need my kiss to say the things I can’t say, won’t say. Her own kiss is every bit as urgent as mine, and she presses herself tightly against me, like she wants every part of me to be pressed up against every part of her.
My cock is rock hard again and aching for her pussy, but I don’t want to push inside her until she is good and ready. I slip my hand between her legs, my fingers running through her slit. Oh yeah, she is ready, alright. Fuck, the woman is dripping wet just from going down on me. She moans as my fingers glide over her folds. I spend a few minutes working on her clit, bringing her right to the edge of an orgasm before I pull my fingers away. She moans into my mouth, a sound full of frustration and desperation.