Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. Your pussy is so wet.”
“Only for you, babe. You make me feel so good. Please give me that hard dick.”
His eyes light up and he pulls out. I keep my eyes on him as he climbs onto the bed while stroking himself, then lies on his back. He doesn’t have to ask. I quickly move into position and take him into my mouth.
I hum as he slides against my tongue. Bent reaches for my braids to gather them in his hands and holds them up so he can watch me work. My mouth waters, helping to soak his shaft.
He begins to thrust his hips and fuck my mouth. I relax my throat and allow him to go deeper before I suction my cheeks and take back control.
“Fuck, baby. Yes,” he grunts.
I wrap my hands around him and begin to stroke as I bob my head. He’s getting harder by the second. The deeper I take him, the harder he gets.
“Come here, I want to feel that hot, tight pussy on me. Come fuck me, Zah.”
I lift my head and smile at him. As I straddle him, he places his hands on my hips. I watch as he bites down on his lip while I seat myself. A look of love, hunger, and focus comes to his face.
Just when I think I’m going to ride him into next week, he plants his feet and takes over. I grab his hard biceps and let him fuck me as I hold on for all I’m worth. I’m breathless and coming all over him in no time.
“I love it when you come all over me like that,” he growls and lifts me off his dick to place me beside him.
He shifts on the bed and turns me onto my stomach. Lifting my hips in the air, he enters me from behind. I bury my face in the sheets as he continues to fuck me.
Reaching beneath me, he bands his arm across my breasts and palms one in his hand. He uses that arm to tug me up against him, his hot breath fanning my shoulder as he pants and grunts. I’m so wet and he’s so fucking hard.
“Bent, shit. I’m coming again, babe. You feel so good. Don’t stop.”
“You like that, baby? How do you want it?”
“I want it hard and nasty. Don’t hold back. I can take it.”
He groans. “I love it when you talk dirty to me. Knowing I’m the only one you’ve ever let inside you turns me on so much.
“That filthy mouth is all mine. The way you fuck, that’s all for me. Zah, fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Yes, that’s how we’re going to get our baby. Come for me, Bent. Let me give you another baby.”
“Oh my God, oh my God. Baby, shit. Yes, milk my cock for that cum. Give me that shit. Give it to me now,” he growls.
I begin to come so hard my sinuses start to burn. Bentley’s hot seed spills into me, causing me to come again. He releases me and falls onto his side.
“You know that’s not it,” he says with a smile in his voice.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Good girl,” he croons and slaps my ass.
CHAPTER 40
Episode Two
Zahirah
“Hey everyone, we’re back. This is Zahirah Nickels and I’m here with the MVP, QB Bentley Coswell, right off his champion win.
“Let’s give it up for the man. Did you guys see that game-winning touchdown? You are totally amazing, babe, and I, for one, am totally proud of you,” I gush into the microphone.
We’re not in our home today. Bent said he wanted to try a new aesthetic for the podcast. He rented this place and had it set up for today’s recording.
“It’s good to be back. Even nicer to be back with another ring and the MVP trophy,” Bentley says.
“Take us back to that moment. How did it feel to take the game-winning touchdown to the house?”
“I’ll be honest with you guys. This one was different. If you have followed my career, you all know my father and Zahirah’s dad were killed in a car accident a month before the draft. We’re talking about two men I admired and respected deeply.
“They were at all my junior high and high school games and quite a lot of my college games. However, neither got the opportunity to see me play professionally.
“From the start of my career, the media didn’t allow me to forget that they weren’t there, which was harder than I let on to the world outside my close circle.
“I spent years trying to keep my head above it all. I’ve won championship games before, but this time … I don’t know if it’s because I play for Arizona or what, but that win was personal for me. I’m sorry,” Bentley says as he begins to get choked up.