Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Sliding down to his knees so that he was before her, he pressed his face against her pussy. She wore a pair of lounge pants, and he gripped the edge of them with every intention of licking her pussy. This time, Willow stopped him.
“No,” she said.
“You don’t want me to lick your pussy? Are you not wet for me right now?” he asked. He found it hard to believe she wasn’t dripping wet for him.
“I ... yes, but ... I want to ... touch you. I want to taste you,” she said.
Okay, now he was surprised. Delighted, but also surprised.
“You want to suck my cock?”
“Yes.”
She was a beautiful shade of red, and he was starting to think it was his favorite color on her. He knew she had never licked a man’s cock before. Never sucked one. She would need his guidance.
Cyrus cupped her cheeks. “Where do you want me?”
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At first, Willow didn’t know exactly where to have Cyrus. Should she go for the living room? The dining room? The bedroom? This was all new to her, but she settled on the living room. There were comfortable chairs, and the carpet was nice and soft beneath her knees.
She knelt on the floor before him. Cyrus had removed his jeans, but he shocked her because he didn’t want her wearing any clothes. So, in the privacy of her sitting room, she was completely naked. This was ... new.
Completely naked, without a stitch of clothing on, she looked up at him. Cyrus was also naked, his heavily inked body on display. He looked so confident as he wrapped his fingers around his length, and started at the base, moving up to the tip, then back down again. He was long and thick.
“Put your hands on my knees,” he said.
She did as he instructed and Willow couldn’t deny the fact that she was aroused. Cyrus giving her instruction turned her on. Licking her dry lips, she focused her gaze on him, trying to shut off the nervousness of being naked.
The lights were on. There was no way to hide. He could see everything.
“Touch me, Willow.”
He put his hands over hers, and then moved her hands up his body. He didn’t get her to touch his length but grazed right past it and instead went straight up his body. After a few seconds, she traced across his ink, and Cyrus stroked up her arms, going around to her back and then curving down, heading to her ass.
She let out a moan as he gripped her flesh.
“I love having you naked,” he said. “I think we should have a rule.”
“A rule?”
“Yeah, the moment we get home, we’re both naked.”
She liked that rule, especially if it meant the two of them.
“I want to taste you, Cyrus,” she said.
He groaned. “You know how to say all the right things.” This time, he took hold of her hand and wrapped it right around his cock. He was thick, hard, and yet soft. Unlike his hands that were rough from all the hard work he did, his dick was smooth, silky soft.
Cyrus tightened his grip around her hand. “You don’t have to be gentle. I can take you holding me.”
She did as he asked, and he groaned.
“Fuck, yeah, that feels good.”
Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and Willow loved to see his reaction as she worked his length, getting used to what he liked, what he didn’t. She didn’t want to hurt him, and Cyrus enjoyed a tight grip.
“I want to feel your mouth,” he said. “Lick the tip first. Just the tip. Taste me.”
She pressed her thighs together to help control her arousal, but it wasn’t working. She felt already at the edge of control. Leaning forward, she took the tip of her tongue and glided it across his dick.
He let out a growl. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Closing her eyes, she licked the head, then couldn’t resist caressing down the side, taking her tongue around his cock. On instinct, she took the tip of him into her mouth, and she didn’t use her teeth, just sucked.
Cyrus gripped her shoulders and she opened her eyes, pulling her mouth off him, wondering if she had hurt him. The look in his eyes was ... intense.
“You don’t have to stop. Your mouth is fucking perfect.”
She wasn’t about to ask if he was sure. Putting her mouth back on his cock, she sucked him in deep, taking him until he hit the back of her throat, and she pulled back.
Cyrus didn’t leave her arms alone, and she loved having his arms on her.
Down she went, sinking onto his length, and this time she paused as he hit the back of her throat. She had done enough research to know you could fight against the gag reflex, but she wanted to explore him.
Easing off his cock, she felt one of his hands leave her arms, and then he wrapped his fingers around her hair. He didn’t hold her too tight, but with enough grip to guide her.