Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Too late for that, I guess.
“Are you trying to bribe me with sex right now?” I murmur, kissing her neck.
“No!” Her pale, freckled cheeks turn pink. “I didn’t really think about what I was doing, honestly. I just… wanted to get in your lap. Being impulsive usually means there’s no endgame.”
“I know where this ends.” I bite her throat softly, nibbling up to her lips. She gasps when I kiss her, my tongue invading past her teeth.
“Where?” she asks, breathing hard as I reach one hand up the front of her light sweater. I roll my thumb around her erect, pierced nipple, making her purr.
“It ends with me buried between your legs. It ends with you gasping for air, flushed, smiling, cum filling you, orgasm making your head sing. It ends with you whimpering and whining and pleading for more. It ends with you licking my dick clean and telling me how much you love being my little slut. But most of all, it ends with you far away from this place.”
“You were so close,” she says, grinning as she kisses me.
“There’s no way you’ll last more than ten seconds over that fence without my help, and we both know it.”
“I’ll take my chances.”
“You think with this.” I move my hand from her breast and press it over her heart. It’s racing. “But you need to think with this.” I reach with my other hand to grip her hair. I tug it lightly, and she gasps.
“Real fucking smart,” she says, grinding into me. “But I think you’re too much this—” She pulls my hair sharply. I grunt, grinning at the pain. “And not enough with this.” She grinds down harder against my hard cock.
“If I thought with my dick all the time, I’d probably be dead or in jail by now.”
“Good thing I’m here to help.” She buries her mouth on mine. I roughly pull her sweater up, teasing her pierced nipple before shoving her back. I lick the piercing, rolling my tongue around it as she moans and struggles to get her jeans off. She tugs them off awkwardly with my help, breathing hard the whole time. As she lifts herself, I shimmy out of my pants, kicking them down by the gas pedal.
She’s so fucking warm and soft. Only her thin cotton panties and my boxer briefs separate us now. I’m pulsing with need. I want to fill her so fucking badly it kills me. I kiss her again, biting her lip, and pull her hair. She’s so damn sexy when she moans and moves her hips.
“This doesn’t mean you’re getting what you want.” I shove her panties aside and tease her pussy. She’s so wet it sticks to my fingertips. I slide them inside, and she arches her back, her mouth hanging open in that heavenly fuck-me stare.
“You sure about that? What I want changes from second to second.”
“I’m sure.” I roll my fingers around before sliding them out. I grab her hair and shove my soaked thumb into her mouth. “Unless you want to be my slut right now.”
“Mmmm,” she says, eyes wide as she licks her own pussy from my thumb.
“Say you want it.”
She shakes her head. “Mmm-mmm.”
“Say it, baby.”
“Mmmm!”
I pull my thumb out. She whimpers like she wants it back. “Say it.”
“I want to be your slut,” she whispers.
I lift her ass up, slip my cock from my boxer briefs, and bring her back down on my tip. Her body shivers as it easily glides inside her, and slowly, I fill her to the brim.
“Oh my god,” she whispers in my ear.
I kiss her, holding onto her hair, before she starts to move.
“That’s right, baby, grind on my dick.” I spank her ass lightly and squeeze it before sucking on her pierced nipple. She’s moaning loudly now, mindless with how much she wants this. “Look at you in my lap, my cock buried in your pussy, and you don’t even care that we might get caught.”
“I care,” she says, her breath fogging the windows. “I just can’t stop.”
“I know you can’t, baby. That’s because you’re my filthy fucking slut. You live to take my big fucking cock. You need to ride me over and over, take all my cum, get nice and messy, and only then will you be a good girl again. God, you’re so fucking beautiful, baby.”
“More,” she moans, grinding down on me faster. The car’s shaking with the intensity of our fucking, and if anyone happens to come by, they’ll know what we’re doing.
“You dirty girl. Look at you, lusting after my cock. You want your husband’s dick buried inside of you, baby? You want to be a needy slut? A messy girl? You’re dripping down my shaft; you’re so fucking wet.”
“Oh, god, yes.” She moves faster, grinding harder. “I’m so fucking close.”