Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
She stands up, her fingers coming out of her pussy. She lifts them to my mouth. I lick them clean while she tells me, “Couldn’t waste that now, could we?” She winks at me, turning to bend over and grab her shorts.
The view is too much to pass on, so my hand comes down to meet her perfect ass, hard enough to leave a light pink mark. I don’t know what I expect, maybe for her to stand up, turn her head. What I’m not expecting is for her to just wiggle her ass in the air again, her legs spread even more, her hands landing in front of her. I reach behind me, grabbing my wallet from my pocket, taking the condom out, and ripping it with my teeth. I sheath myself, my cock harder than it was before. I smack her ass again, then rub it slowly. I repeat it with the other side. This time a moan comes out of her. I bend a little to align my cock with her. I rub it through her folds, the heat of her pussy coming through the condom when I line up with her. I enter her in one hard thrust, sending her forward, my hands on her hips squeezing her and keeping her in place. The way she feels on my cock makes me throw my head back and bask in it. Buried to the hilt, I almost don’t want to move, but her pussy squeezes me tight. So I pull out and slam back in so hard my balls hit her wet pussy. She meets my thrust, smashing her ass back into me. I pull out and slam back in, this time my palm hitting her ass. The sting makes her pussy squeeze me tight.
“Fuck,” I say, repeating the action five times till her ass is bright pink. I start on the other ass cheek and it’s too much because she comes with a loud moan, her head falling forward. I ride out her orgasm before I close my eyes and empty myself in the condom, groaning out the whole way.
I slowly pull out of her, turning to walk to the kitchen and throw out the condom. By the time I walk back to the door, she is pulling her shorts back up. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I ask her, my voice higher than it should be.
“Um, I thought we were done.” She smiles at me. “Weren’t we?”
“Baby, I just scratched the surface.” My cock is semi hard now. “It’s time you rode the horse, don’t you think?”
She drops the shorts to the floor, also taking the top from around her waist. “I would really love nothing more than to ride your horse. The only question is, will I be a regular cowgirl or shall I reverse it?” She winks at me as she starts to stroke my cock, which is now ready to join the party.
We spend the rest of the night doing it on the couch, on my kitchen counter, walking up the stairs, sitting on the stairs, in my shower, on my counter. We finally fall into bed when the birds start chirping outside. She falls asleep face down in a starfish position. I don’t even know when I fall asleep, but I definitely know that when I wake up she isn’t here.
“Son of a bitch,” I say, getting up and dragging my shorts on. “I swear to God I’m going to get a fucking shock collar for her.”
Chapter Eighteen
Kaleigh
My eyes blink open slowly, the light from outside being semi blocked out by the shades. I stretch and have this tender pain between my legs. I smile as I think back to last night. We are definitely past the point of being friends. I look over at Noah in all his naked glory. His body is a work of art. He lies with the sheet at his waist, one hand on his stomach while the other is thrown over his head. His cock is outlined perfectly. Fuck, did he ever give me a workout last night. And his cock was always ready for action. Never once did he need to stop and take a break. I challenged him and he didn’t disappoint and neither did his cock.
I slide off the bed, trying not to disrupt him as I make my way into his bathroom. I open the water, going to the linen closet to grab a towel. I find boxers on a shelf and grab a pair, throwing them on. Once I clean my face, I make my way downstairs. I pick up my clothes that are in a pile at the front door along with his button-down shirt. I put on his shirt, take out my phone from my purse, and order an Uber. My eyes go from my phone screen to the stair leading upstairs.