Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” Talon mutters, as if embarrassed to say it aloud.
“Me too,” I admit honestly, sitting upright to start undressing.
Before I can reach for my first heel, Talon stops me. In a quick motion, he presses a hand into my shoulder to lower me back onto the bed and falls to his knees in front of my legs dangling off the bed. I chuckle at the action, but the sound gets caught and choked at the ticklish sensation of his rough fingers striking my calf.
“Lie back, relax. I’ll handle it.” His smoldering gaze makes my heart skip a beat, leaving a fluttery sensation in my chest.
Holding my calf with one hand, Talon allows the other to strip my first heel. He repeats the process on the other, smiling the whole time he’s busy, before bringing my leg higher to his face. He looks at my freshly shaved skin like it’s a precious art piece. And to top it all off, Talon leans in close, hot breath tickling me, before he moves to kissing.
Tingling warmth settles in my core while Talon’s lips skim across my skin. From my calf, past my knee, and onto my ultra-sensitive, tingling thighs. His hands fly past his head, latching onto my dress while his mouth works against my skin. Tugging and pulling at the fabric, unsteady grunts follow his slow movement to hoist my dress up higher.
With the hemline inching higher, so does his kissing. From the gentle start below, he’s devolved into a mess of lips smashing against any flesh it can, his tongue slithers out and laps any liquid coating its path, and deep, animalistic grunting to convey his pleasure and indulgence.
I don’t want to get in the way of his enjoyment, but my body yearns for more. I want to feel all of him, over and inside all of me. His mouth, his hands, his cock.
I’ve waited years for this moment. Eagerly bidding my time in hopes that someday it may come, and I appreciate his cautious approach, taking time to make this as romantic as possible, but I can’t hold back my desires any longer.
I slip my hands over the shoulder straps of my dress, tugging them downward to start. It’s enough to loosen the top of my dress, and as I move my hands farther down to their inevitable destination, I claw the garment lower until my tits are exposed. So focused on his task, Talon doesn’t notice.
It’s only when my fingers skim over his face that his burning hazel eyes turn up to me. His jaw drops between kisses as he notices my exposed mounds. And it’s in this sudden confusion that I pull his head away from my thighs and directly to my gooey center.
Unable to break eye contact with my breasts doesn’t stop Talon from getting back to eating me out. As if the catalyst to give him free rein to do whatever he wants, Talon forgoes the slow and steady approach, burying his tongue inside me for his first taste. Satisfied, he runs the full pad of his tongue against my quivering pussy. My body jerks and spasms, inadvertently bucking my hips forward into the warm muscle.
“Oh fuck, that feels so good,” I whimper, while his tongue soothes my desperate sex.
He mumbles something against me, but I can’t make it out and have no intention of stopping to hear a corny joke right now. So, I chuckle, gasp, and moan as he brings a finger to my hole while he suckles and tongue-lashes my clitoris.
“Talon.” Just saying his name is nearly impossible. So lost in the sensations his mouth delivers, I almost don’t want it to end. At the same time, I want more. All of him. Filling the empty hollowness inside me only he can. I want us to join together, become one, feel the warmth of his touch resonate from inside me.
I have to repeat myself twice more before Talon’s ears prick up and his gaze snaps to me. Even while staring into my eyes, his tongue remains wriggling against my entrance. His insatiable hunger for me is exactly what I wanted.
“I want you inside me,” I say outright, and his lips peel away from my pussy in an instant. He’s on top of me just as fast, smashing his soaked face against mine, giving me a taste of the nectar he’s drunk so deeply from.
I feel the swollen tip of his manhood prodding against my pussy while our mouths dance in electric delight. With no guidance from either of us, it knows where to go and wants in immediately. And for the first time since all of this started, a tense bundle of nerves tightens my body into a knot.
Not from a lack of desire or want for this. No, the opposite. Feeling the head of his glorious hammer knocking at my door drives the sensation. Knowing that all I’ve dreamed of for so long is finally coming to pass. Years of desperate waiting, wanting, over in a heartbeat. Annoyance at myself, realizing it could’ve happened so much sooner.