Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 97409 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97409 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
My hand goes to his head as he licks up to my clit. “Theo,” I say his name as my hips buck up, and he slides two fingers in me. His tongue moves up and down on my clit as his fingers stroke inside me.
He licks his forefinger and moves my clit side to side. “So ripe.” He moves his other hand up my ribs to play with my nipple, rolling it in between two of his fingers. “So wet.” He slips his fingers out of me and back in.
As much as I want to watch, I can’t help but close my eyes and take it in. I feel like he’s all over me. “I’m going to—” My hips move up to get his finger deeper in me.
“I can feel you”—he moves his fingers faster and faster—“getting tighter.” My hips meet his fingers as he fucks me.
“Theo . . .” My stomach gets tight, and I feel myself letting go, my pussy contracting around his fingers.
“So fucking tight,” he states. “Can’t wait to sink my cock into you.”
“Yes,” I hiss. “Please, I need you.”
He pulls his fingers from me and slides them into his mouth, cleaning them off. “Hmm,” he groans, “so sweet.”
I sit up, my hands going to his boxers and pulling them down. My hand grips his shaft, and I swallow the tip of his cock. The saltiness of his precum hits my tongue, and I groan. “Fuck, don’t do that,” he hisses, and I look up at him. “Going to forget to go slow, and instead I’ll fuck your face.”
I have never been with someone who has lost control before. Someone who didn’t hold back. I swallow as much of him as I can before moving my mouth up to the tip and then down again, each time trying to take more and more of his cock in my mouth.
“Collins,” he calls my name in a hiss, “stop fucking around with me.” He grabs my hair at the back of my neck in his fist before his hips move. “Going to fuck your mouth. When I’m about to come, going to pull out.” He hits the back of my throat. “Then, I want you on your back, legs spread, and I’m going to fuck your pussy.” I nod my head, wanting exactly what he just said. “Not going to last long though.” The head of his cock swells in my mouth. “Your mouth is heaven, but your pussy . . .” he pulls out, “your pussy is what fucking dreams are made of. On your back.” I fall onto my back, opening my legs. “You okay with us doing it without a condom?” He smiles. “We should have had this talk this morning. I got tested before I found out about the baby, and I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
“I wasn’t with anyone after you, and, well, I was with one person before you,” I reply nervously, trying not to get into my head about it. “And it’s too late to knock me up.”
“Are you sure?” he asks me, and I just nod my head. He takes his cock in his hand and comes to me. “Then put me in you.” I grip his cock and guide him to me. I place him at my entrance, and with his blue eyes on mine, he slides into me. “Fuck,” he swears when he’s planted inside of me. My hands are around his neck, his fists by my side. “Every fucking time it feels like the first time.”
“Is that bad?”
He puts his forehead on mine. “It is for me,” he declares, my hands moving to his chest. “I want to last all fucking night long.” He closes his eyes, and then his mouth finds mine as he kisses me softly, pulling out of me and then slamming into me.
My back arches up as I moan. His hand goes to the back of my neck as he pulls out, and I look between us to watch him slam into me. “More,” I pant out as I watch him fuck me, “give me more.” I have never been this turned on before, never been so needy for it. I wet two fingers with my tongue before sliding them between us and playing with my clit.
He puts his hands beside my shoulders, and I run my hands up his chest, my nails scoring him as he kisses me. “Need you to get there,” he pants, and I close my eyes. “I’m going to—” He pulls out to the tip and then slams into me.
I tilt my hips back, and he sinks in deep, his cock rubbing my G-spot at the right angle when he slams back in again. My mouth opens, and my moan fills the room, along with his name: “Theo.” My hands grip his ass, pulling him more into me, making sure he doesn’t move as I ride the orgasm. He buries his face in my neck when his own orgasm rips through him.