Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
I help her remove my jeans and kick them aside, my boxer briefs along with them, leaving my aching cock straining and waiting for her to take charge. She doesn’t hesitate, wrapping her smaller hand around my shaft.
“Stand up,” she says.
I have no problem doing as she instructs. Kneeling, she edges closer, pumps her hand down my cock once, twice, before wrapping her lips over me.
I groan, sliding my fingers into her hair. I massage her scalp, promising myself I’ll hold on and not fuck her mouth the way I desperately want to. This is her show, and I intend to let her run it, no matter how much my body demands otherwise.
She licks over the head, dipping her tongue along the slit and then around the rim. I shudder and grip her hair tighter, tugging and silently asking her to move. She picks up a rhythm that has me rocking my hips in time to the laps of her tongue as she pulls me deeper into her mouth.
One hand on my thigh, she moves the other to cup my balls, and I nearly come right then. Instead I manage to breathe through the desire to come and let her continue to give me the best damned blow job I ever had. Not because of technique but because she puts her mind to the task and is wholly focused on me.
Attuned to my moans and thrust of my hips, she keeps her licks and the glide, pull, and suck of her lips in time with my need. My body is hers to command, and she does, pumping her hand up and down my shaft as my cock glides along her tongue to the back of her throat.
My balls draw up tight, my head swirls, lost to her ministrations and talented tongue. And then she swallows around me, and it sets off an intense climax the likes of which I never felt before. She continues to suck and milk me, swallowing all I give her, not stopping until I finish.
She sits back, a satisfied smile on her lips, and I grin, easing down beside her.
“Looking pretty pleased with yourself.”
She laughs. “I got the result I wanted.”
“Now it’s my turn to get the result I want.” I grasp her hips and pull her toward me, undressing her as quickly as she did to me.
Her jeans land on top of mine, and I take in her naked body, the sight of her bringing my cock back to life. She amazes me with her ability to arouse me again so quickly.
With her naked body mine to play with, I pick her up and carry her in front of the fire, laying her down on the fuzzy rug there. I stretch out beside her, gazing into her eyes, which are hazy with desire and studying me intently.
“I don’t know what it is you do to me, but you twist me up inside,” I mutter, and before she can reply, I cover her body with mine, kissing her hard and fast so she will lose herself in me.
Because I sure as fuck lost myself in her.
* * *
Mia
My head is spinning, and my body is on fire. Taking Austin in my mouth and making him lose control was a heady feeling, one that caused my entire being to unravel along with him. My arousal is at its peak, my sex empty and needy. And when he slides himself on top of me, grinding his ever-hardening erection into me, I nearly come right then.
I grip his bare ass and arch my hips upward, seeking harder contact, more friction, a faster movement of my sex against his cock. He doesn’t disappoint me, either. He grinds himself into me, pumping his hips until the sensations swamping me become too much.
“Austin!” I cry out his name as I shatter, an orgasm that is spectacular and yet leaves me pulsing and empty.
He pulls on my hair, and I meet his gaze. “I’m going to get a condom.”
I nod and barely have time to catch my breath before he is back.
He stands over me, powerful and hard, as he rolls the condom over himself before kneeling down before me.
“Now I’m going to make you feel good,” he promises, notching himself between my thighs, pushing his cock through my swollen folds, gently at first, then thrusting hard and deep.
I suck in a shallow breath. The feel of him stretching me is incredible. He braces his hands on either side of my head, and his gaze is hot on me as he begins to move, sliding himself in and out of me in long, languid strokes.
I wrap my legs around his lower back, crossing my ankles behind him. The movement joins us even more tightly together, and he groans, his big body shaking with need as he gathers rhythm and begins a steady, punishing thrusting that has me seeing stars. The best kind of stars, the ones that glow and send my body soaring higher.