Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
He was on the couch in front of the TV, a decanter of scotch in front of him, along with a bucket of ice. In his hand was a glass with ice cubes at the bottom, and when his eyes flicked to me, it almost slipped from his hand. On instinct, he grabbed it again, but an ice cube dropped to the rug beneath his feet.
He was jolted because I was in nothing but a black thong.
The slip of his hand was the only reaction he gave. His expression remained as hard and collected as ever, and his eyes were locked on mine like he didn’t want to look at me the way I tried not to look at him when he came into my room after his workout.
The fire burned in the fireplace underneath the TV and cast his room in a glow. It was still light outside, but the curtains were almost entirely closed and blocked out the sunlight that would cast a glare on his screen.
Barefoot, I sauntered into his living room, my core tight and my tits up.
When I came closer, his eyes moved down and over me. He set the glass on the table and leaned back, his gaze slowly trailing over my body with a fine-toothed comb. He was in his sweatpants and nothing else, hard muscles under beautiful skin, veins popping like rivers on a map.
I moved over him right away, knees hitting the couch, thighs straddling his hips. In a fluid motion, I was on him, my lips catching his like our mouths were a pair of magnets, and I kissed him like I’d die if I didn’t have him.
He didn’t hesitate at our union. He reciprocated with the same fire, as if my flames had set him ablaze. His hand dug into my hair, and he kissed me the way he had at our last goodbye. A smoldering kiss with tongue and breath. For a man of few words and even less emotion, he was an expressive lover, full of passion and affection. He wasn’t afraid to grip me and touch me, to pull me close, like whatever I gave him wasn’t enough.
Both of his hands moved to my ass, and he squeezed my cheeks before they slid to my waist, and he grabbed me there, his thumbs pressing flat over my stomach and belly button. I had a piercing there, and I knew he liked it when he rubbed his thumb over the metal that dangled.
When the flames started to spread and burn the hillside, I pulled away.
His reaction was so quick, I would have missed it if I hadn’t been looking for it. He looked livid when I pulled away, like he wanted to grab me by the neck and force me back.
I left his lap and expertly sank to the floor between his knees.
He inhaled a noticeable breath when he realized my intention. For a man who probably got head all the time, he seemed particularly enthused he was about to get it now. His hips rose when my fingers dug into his sweatpants and tugged them down, taking the boxers too.
Just as massive and plump as his arms, his fat dick lay against his stomach, a thick vein below the tip all the way down to the base.
I pulled his bottoms over his ankles so I could scoot in close. “Now I know where that arrogance comes from.” I palmed his muscular thighs and slowly slid my hands up, my nails teasing him a bit, making his cock twitch as I came closer. My long hair was around my shoulders, and my tits were firm as I felt the draft when I pulled away from his heat.
He stared at my tits like he liked them as much as I liked his dick.
I dipped my head into his lap, and instead of going for the shaft, I pressed a kiss to his balls.
He sucked in a breath and let out an involuntary moan. Deep and quiet, like the low growl of a bear.
I dragged my tongue over his groomed balls, eyes lifted and locked on his.
His eyes hardened as he stared at me, watching me lick his sac like it was a lollipop.
I dragged my tongue up his base and toward the shaft, and I felt his entire body move when he inhaled a breath of pleasure. I moved slowly toward the head, gripping his dick to keep it in place, a cock harder than steel.
I licked the head then pressed a kiss to the top. “Thank you.” I gently pulled his shaft toward me and extended my tongue to draw him inside me.
His pupils dilated as he watched. He slid his hand underneath my hair and pulled it from my face like he didn’t want anything to interfere with the pleasure he was about to receive.