Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62997 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62997 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
I shake my head, getting up. I need to keep my distance from her.
“Do you lose control? Are you dangerous?”
I give a pained laugh. “You could say that.”
“What happens?” She’s still in position, like she wants me to come back and lick her some more. Finish her off. Of course she does. She must be in at least half as much agony as I am.
I shove my fingers through my hair. “There’s a lot of… sexual tension.”
Her eyes round, but not with fear. With interest. She gets off the couch and comes over to where I’m standing near the window. “Maybe I can help with that.”
She drops to her knees in front of me and I groan.
“Bailey.” I know I shouldn’t let her do this. I should lock her alone in one of the bedrooms until morning, but it’s too late. I’m already unbuttoning the jeans and freeing my staggering erection.
And I want to be gentle. I swear I do, but the message doesn’t get through to my body. I grip the back of her hair and hold her head in place as I feed my cock into her waiting mouth. She makes a surprised sound as it goes in, but then she swirls her tongue around the underside and sucks on the way out.
“Bailey. Fuck. Fates. This is insane.” I try to tell myself to let go of her hair. Let her drive, but I can’t. If anything, the more excited I get, the tighter I hold her, the faster I pump into her mouth, barely stopping myself from ramming the back of her throat.
“You give such good head,” I praise her. I’m in ecstasy and pain right now. Dying to come, but never wanting it to end. I don’t know if there’s something magical about her mouth or just that she’s Bailey and she’s willing to give this to me, but I’ve never felt anything so good in my life.
“Oh fates. Oh fuck. Oh fates.” I go too deep and gag her a couple times, then somehow force myself to pull out.
“Are you all right?” I pump my cock with my fist, examining her face for clues that she’s enjoying this.
Her eyes are watering, but she nods.
“Can I keep fucking your mouth, beautiful? It’s so fucking good. Best thing I’ve ever felt in my whole life.”
She reaches for my cock herself and guides it in her mouth. I try to let her lead, but it only lasts a second, and then I capture both sides of her head and fuck her relentlessly. I know it’s not comfortable for her. I’m big and I’m being way too rough and controlling. But she’s a fucking superstar because the next thing she does is reach for my balls. The minute she starts squeezing and massaging, I go ballistic.
“Bailey, fuck!” I shout. By some miracle, I manage to pull out before I come, spilling down my pumping hand and onto the floor. I drop my head back and close my eyes, still fisting my cock. “Oh fates. That was insane. That was so good, Pink.” After several heaving breaths, my eyes pop open. “You never came, did you, babygirl?”
To my utter shock, she drops her fingers between her legs and touches her bare pussy.
I growl. Despite the fact that I just came, my cock lengthens again.
“Cole, will you…”
I wait, but she doesn’t finish. “Will I what, Pink? Lick your pussy? Spank your ass some more?” I drop to my knees facing her and bring my fingers over hers, then shove hers aside to work her wet pleats myself. “Will I spank your pussy?” I give it a little slap and she shrieks.
“I want to go all the way,” she says in a small voice.
“Fuuuuuck.” I fall back on my heels, afraid to touch her while I contemplate that thought. Then I blurt the very next thought in my head. “There are condoms here.”
She’s blushing.
“Austin’s dad’s a doctor. He gave us all the sex talk when we were like twelve and basically told us we could use this cabin to sow our wild oats and that it would be stocked with condoms. I swear that’s not why I brought you here, though.”
She laughs, but then the smile slips away from her face. “Have you brought someone here before?”
“Never,” I say immediately, then flash her a smirk and tackle her to her back. I pin her wrists beside her lovely face. “I like your jealousy, Pink,” I murmur right before I claim her mouth.
Five minutes later, we’re dry humping on the floor and she pushes me away. “Can we spend the night here?”
Excitement rises. I’ve never wanted to spend the night with a girl before. The sex I had was kids fooling around. It wasn’t the kind where you want to hold a girl afterward. But yeah, Pink’s different.