Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
I just know he’s going to taste amazing, but I’m in way over my head, so I don’t pretend to know what I’m doing anymore.
“Show me how to please you.”
With a groan that dampens my panties, he grabs my hand and circles it around his thick shaft before he tightens my grip.
A shiver of pleasure rolls through me when the veins pulsating over his dick throb in response to the firmness and speed of my strokes.
The inner walls of my vagina clench around nothing as I glide my hand up and down his shaft on repeat. The spams are intense, each pump adding more density to the sticky goodness glistening at the top of his dick, and I moan more than I breathe.
Matteo hisses as I cup his balls, and then his hand shoots up to clutch the grab bar. I take his rigid hold as an indication that I’m doing a good job.
I maintain the same speed and pressure until he barks out another command.
“Now kiss the tip.”
With my lips twisted in defiance, I glance up at him.
Manners are free, and despite being figuratively on my knees, I hold all the power right now.
It’s about time Matteo learns that.
His jaw nearly cracks from how tightly he clenches it before he mutters, “Please… kiss the tip.”
His quick fold practically makes me glow. Then, with nowhere near as much hesitation as I should have, I slip off the seat and lower my mouth toward his cock.
It’s even more attention-grabbing from this angle. It rises to his stomach, firm and veiny.
Impatiently, I flick my tongue over the crown, collecting the sticky droplet that has mesmerized me since I removed his dick from his pants, and he buries his hand in my hair.
With my quest to make Antonio jealous forgotten, I keep our eyes locked as I accept Matteo into my mouth for the first time. I must be in shock. I should stutter and fumble. Rather, I drag my recently wet lips down his shaft as far as they’ll go before triggering my gag reflex, then pull them back to his head.
My moan hums against his shaft when my sucks on the cut skin of his knob reward me with more pre-cum. It pumps onto my tongue as air whizzes out of my nose.
“You like that?”
I bob my head three times before pulling off him with a pop. I could answer him with words, but why waste precious minutes I could spend devouring him when my expression tells him everything he needs to know?
He tastes delicious, and I’m more than eager for beads of his cum to slide down my throat. Fighting off the overwhelming tingles, I press my thighs together as the unmistakable scent of my imminent arousal fills the air.
“Don’t worry. You’ll get yours,” Matteo murmurs. “If your cunt tastes as good as it smells, I’ll feast on it, and only it, for days.”
His filthy words excite me more. I accept him into my mouth again and again while pumping with my hand the parts of his cock missing out on the warmth of my mouth.
Despite his fingers weaving through my hair, Matteo doesn’t attempt to lead our exchange. He slouches low in his seat, his thighs splayed and a wolfish smirk playing at his lips.
He’s enjoying himself. I’d put money on it.
When I swirl my tongue along the cut ridge of his crown, his teeth catch his bottom lip. I do it again, loving how virile his response was. At the fourth twirl, he sucks in a sharp breath before he rocks his hips upward, piercing the head of his dick back through my kiss-swollen lips.
Steam fills the cab of the car as I pleasure him. I stroke him with one hand while I suck him off with my mouth.
Within minutes, sweat dots his top lip as his grip on my hair tightens.
“Christ… Yes… Lick it,” he murmurs, lust dusting his voice.
While peering up at him with wild, frenzied eyes, I drag my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. The softness of his velvety skin over the hardness of steel, combined with his manly scent, drives me wild. I moan without shame, loving being on my knees to the same degree he loves me on my knees.
I’m so turned on by rewarding him with this gift that the vibrations of my moans almost set him off.
“Fuck,” Matteo groans, throwing his head back.
“Not yet,” I murmur, babbling through a mouth full of cock. I don’t want the fantasy to end yet. When this is over, I have to return to the life where I’d never step over the line like this. This is the first time in twenty-two years I’ve done something solely for me. “I don’t want it to end yet.”
“End?” Matteo stuffs the glistening head of his cock back between my lips. “We’re far from the end. I just don’t want to give you more ammo than you’re already carrying by saying you finished a Caruso in minutes. If I don’t look away, I’ll make a fool of myself.”