Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 113330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
“I like foreplay.”
She lifts the vibrator.
“No, don’t stop. This is foreplay.” I bite my lower lip. “Turn it to low, though. Let’s draw this out.”
“The lowest setting won’t get me there, no matter how long I do this.”
“That’s perfect. Your orgasms are mine. Put it on low and take it off if you feel like you’re getting really close.”
Iris’s blue eyes blaze. Apparently, she likes this little game, whatever it is. With a flush in her pretty cheeks, she does as she’s told and the hum emanating from the vibrator becomes slower and deeper.
“Good girl,” I whisper softly. I leave my spot in the doorway to sit on the side of the bed, my cock straining against my shorts. “How long does it normally take you to reach the finish line with that thing?”
“So long, I’m embarrassed to tell you. You get me there way, way faster.”
The news makes my cock tingle. There’s nothing I love more than being the best in every sport I attempt.
“Is everything okay?”
I slide my fingertips across her bare thigh. “Hmm?”
She lets out a shaky breath. “The call from your business partner. Is everything okay?”
“Oh. Yeah. It couldn’t be better. Cameron just had a question about some numbers. Sorry the call took so long.”
Iris pouts. “I missed you terribly.”
“Poor baby. Let me make it up to you.” I peel off my shorts, freeing my straining cock, and slide onto the bed next to her warm body. As I get situated, Iris lifts the vibrator and reaches for me, but I gently tell her to keep the vibe going. But only on the lowest setting.
When Iris dutifully returns the vibe to its home, I spread her legs wide and start feasting on her inner thighs while fingering her. From her thighs, my mouth migrates to her hips and belly before stopping to feast on her hard, pebbled nipples. From her perky tits, I trail kisses down her belly again, while running my palms up and down her torso, until, eventually, Iris lets out a guttural sound and announces, “I’m gonna come.”
“Not yet.” I take the vibe from her, turn it off, and set it down. “Come sit on my face, baby. I want to fuck you with my tongue before I split you in two with my cock.”
Iris’s eyebrows shoot up as her lips part in surprise. “I’ve never done that.”
“All the more reason to do it now. Come here. Now.” I lie on my back with my head close the headboard and my hard-on straining toward my abs. “Don’t think about it. Just do it. Hold onto the bed frame with one hand while you press the vibe against your clit with the other. Keep it on low, and I’ll take you to heaven.”
With her chest rising and falling sharply, Iris takes the vibe and begins moving into position. “Are you sure you like doing this?”
“I love it.” In truth, I’ve hardly ever performed oral sex in this position. It’s the rare person who inspires me to make this kind of effort, honestly. But with Iris, all I want to do is make her feel good and come. Hard. Repeatedly. Rinse and repeat.
“When I squeeze your ass cheek twice,” I coo, “that’ll mean it’s time to press the vibe to your clit. Don’t do it before then.” When Iris doesn’t reply, I pat her ass cheek and add, “‘Yes, sir.’ That’s what you need to say to me whenever I give you a direct order.”
“Yes, sir.”
I’m buzzing. This is so fucking hot. “That’s it,” I whisper, gripping Iris’s hips and guiding her into perfect position aboard my face. With a soft sigh, she settles onto me, and what follows is a tongue-fucking so voracious and uninhibited, it quickly slingshots Iris to the very brink of ecstasy. In short order, she lets out a whimper that’s so tortured, in fact, I know it’s time to level up and shove her over the edge. I squeeze her ass cheek twice, and a few seconds later, the low purr of the vibe melds with the sounds of Iris’s delicious torture.
Soon, I’m so blissed out underneath Iris, the entire bungalow could burn to the ground around me and I’m sure I wouldn’t notice. Finally, when I’m hurtling toward the limits of my own self-control, Iris shrieks and shudders above me, and her body lets loose a squirting, writhing, screaming climax atop my face.
Practically hyperventilating, I guide her off me and onto her back. And when I’ve got her splayed out deliciously before me like a buffet meal, I voraciously lick up every sweet drop of my trophy from her pussy and thighs. Before this week is done, I’m going to make Iris squirt again—and even more forcefully than this. Only, next time, while my cock is buried deep inside her.