Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“This is so much better.”
“We’re naked ... in the kitchen.”
“I know.” And he took possession of her lips, hearing her soft sigh as he was gentle to begin with. Letting go of her cheek, he ran his hand down toward her breasts and cupped one in his palm, using his thumb to tease across the tip of one breast. Moving back, he lifted her onto the table, and then smirked as he took a seat.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Anything I want. Fucking is off the table, but I don’t see why we can’t enjoy other things,” he said.
Her face was so red and he put her legs onto his knees. There was so much fun to be had, as long as Larissa was willing to enjoy it. He ran the tips of his fingers along the outside of her thighs, then he gripped her knees and began to spread her legs. She didn’t fight him, and he moved her into position so he could look at her.
Larissa leaned back and he stared at her tits, moving down to go to her pussy. Virgin pussy. Untouched. No other man had even looked at her like this, and Big Dick had never been one to love virgins. He had never been interested in virgins. They were a giant pain in the ass. Only, there was something so tempting about this woman in front of him, and it had nothing to do with the damn bet. This was different.
“Touch your pussy,” he said.
“What?”
He reached for one hand, and she tried to fight him, but Larissa was no match for his strength. Also, he had a feeling she didn’t want to fight him. Her slick pussy was a testament to that.
“You don’t want to fuck, that’s fine. If you don’t want to do any of this, that is fine. You’re the one in control, Larissa, not me.” And he placed her hand right on her pussy. “But, if you want to play, and you want to see how to do other things, you’re going to have to trust me.” He pressed down on one of her fingers, right over her clit. She cried out.
This was up to Larissa now. He was not going to force her.
Instead, he sat back and reached for his cock. “But I am going to enjoy this.” He worked his length from the base, right up to the tip, and then back down again. Up and down, he worked his dick, watching Larissa, waiting for her to make the next decision. She was not at the bakery. Until they got the locks changed and shit worked out, she was not opening. Neither was Hailey’s Beauty Parlor, nor any of the other places of work.
Andrew was on the shit list, and the Twisted Bastards MC had also gotten through their defenses again, this time without them even suspecting a damn thing. If it hadn’t been for him being close to touching Larissa’s pussy and being stopped, he wouldn’t have known.
Pulling out of his thoughts, he watched as Larissa looked at him, and he waited. Then, she started to tease across her clit.
He groaned. “That’s it, make it feel good for yourself.”
Larissa closed her eyes.
“No, look at me as you play with your pussy. Look at who is making you wet.”
She bit down on her lip, but she didn’t close her eyes again.
“You know I want to fuck you, right? You know I want to sink this into your tight little pussy.” Big Dick didn’t say what he wanted to do, like the fact he didn’t want to wear a fucking rubber and wanted to feel her raw, sweet, tight cunt as it wrapped around his dick, sucking him right in. He wanted to blow his spunk deep in her womb, even though the risk was pregnancy, and the strangest thing of all was, he didn’t give a fuck. Larissa, pregnant with his kid, would mean she belonged to him. He had never wanted a woman to belong to him.
Yet, that was what he wanted, and he didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with him. At the sound of Larissa’s feminine moan, he watched her as she worked her fingers across her clit. The tips of her nipples were rock-hard. She cried out, and his name was on her lips. She didn’t call him George, but she called him Big Dick, and he grunted as he felt his release come close, and staring into her eyes, he knew she was close to her release as well.
Neither of them looked away, and he watched as they both came together. Larissa shook, arching up against her, and she didn’t stop rubbing her clit until she couldn’t take any more. He finished spilling his seed across his stomach, trying to control the trajectory of his release.